The computer screen, which had just been a blue background, suddenly displayed a small square frame.
In the frame, a dimly lit room was barely visible, with a very spartan setup, featuring only a broken desk and a bed plank.
It seemed as though there was someone lying on the bed plank.
Due to the distance and the figure on the bed being covered with a quilt, their features were indiscernible for the moment.
"What is this?"
Xiao Zhihen stared at the computer screen; his hands clenched into fists with tension, as a result of the guess in his heart.
Jian Sichen explained, "There's no bright light in the room, and the light hasn't been turned on, so the image appears very dark!" Saying this, his left hand on the keyboard and right hand holding the mouse, he clicked a few times, and the screen immediately brightened.
At the same time, Xiao Zhihen could clearly see the person lying on the bed, and his eyes instantly reddened.
"Is... is this really my grandma?"