Ghost Story Game Designer

Chapter 353 The Night of July th

Fan doesn't like to use his brain, and most of the time he is forced to think by unusual events.

Rubbing his head, Fanli opened his mouth slightly: "Gao Ming... do you still remember me?"

The door was not fully opened. Gao Ming, who was wearing a high school uniform, looked at Fan Li with vigilance. He didn't say anything, but his gaze was like that of a stranger.

"I know you have forgotten a lot of things. Your current situation is a bit dangerous. Unknown terror may come at any time." Fanli tried his best to make what he said easier to understand, but Gao Ming looked at him as if he was a lunatic.

"Can you let me in? I feel like there's something dirty approaching. The corridor is too dangerous." Fan Li smiled bitterly. He had anticipated that Gao Ming might encounter all kinds of dangers, but he had never considered the current situation.

Gao Ming exerted force with his fingers and was ready to close the door. Fan Ri suddenly became anxious. He was not afraid of the pain and directly grabbed the door frame with his hands.

"I really didn't lie to you. You've forgotten a lot of things! You saved my life before, and I'm here to help you this time!" Fanli was unwilling to give up this opportunity: "My name is Fanli. Think about it carefully. You said I was a trustworthy person and had great potential that I didn't even know about."

Gao Ming stared at Fan Li's face. Seeing that he was clinging to the door, he finally couldn't help but speak: "Can you tell me what I forgot?"

"An unusual incident broke out, and the vast sea is now full of ghost stories. You created the Dead Water Forum and led all the ghost story players to fight against ghosts together!" Fanli said this excitedly, and Gao Ming's eyes gradually lost their doubts and confusion.

"I've confirmed that you are indeed a lunatic."

He threw his hand away and prepared to close the door. Fanli let the door squeeze his hand, unwilling to let go: "I can prove it, I can prove it!"

Fan Shi used his free hand to dig directly into his arm, leaving streaks of blood. The bright red blood gave off a strange meaty aroma. “This is the blood you fed me. You should be able to feel the connection between us.”

Gao Ming frowned and pursed his lips. His heartbeat inexplicably quickened, but soon returned to normal. Everything here seemed to be trying to change him.

The old voice-activated light in the corridor flickered and began to dim. The moment it went out, something in the corridor in the distance crawled towards this side at a high speed! It was like a pool of rotten meat with many arms and legs growing on it!

“Sorry, I’m sorry!” Fanli’s expression became distorted, and a ghost face emerged under his skin. He pushed the door open with all his strength and hid in the room before the dirty thing came close: “One minute. If you stay in the corridor for more than one minute, it seems to attract dirty things.”

Leaning against the door panel, Fan Li's facial features returned to normal. He saw Gao Ming get up from the ground. Without crying out in pain, he immediately grasped the fruit knife on the table.

The phone screen had not yet turned off. Before Fanli arrived, Gao Ming had already called the police, but no one responded.

"I really am here to help you." Fanli lay on the door, looked through the peephole, and after making sure that the dirty things had left, he slowly raised his hands: "I don't know what happened to you, but if you are really the Gao Ming I know, you should be able to understand what I am saying. The house numbers of all the rooms on this corridor are 0715. I found your body in the room opposite yours..."

Seeing Gao Ming's pupils shrink, Fan Li waved his hands repeatedly: "I didn't kill him, he committed suicide. I still have a diary he left behind."

Fanli put the incomplete diary on the ground, gently pushed it to Gao Ming, and then squatted on the ground obediently. "Diary?" When Gao Ming saw the cover of the diary, his eyes changed. He picked up the diary and read it page by page. His expression changed from initial confusion to surprise: "The handwriting and writing habits are the same as mine, all the small details are exactly the same, but..."

"Just what?" Fan Li stayed where he was, leaning against the door pitifully, not daring to go into the house to check.

"I also have the habit of writing a diary." Gao Ming hesitated for a while, then he got up and went into the bedroom, and took out a diary from his schoolbag.

The two diaries looked exactly the same. Gao Ming spread them out in front of Fan Ting and flipped through the pages one by one.

Every word in the first seven diaries was the same, but starting from the eighth they embarked on completely different lives.

"In the diary you brought, the eighth entry says that I became the new target of bullying because I stopped them from bullying others. They blocked me in the toilet and beat me up. After I was beaten, I chose to report it to the teacher." Gao Ming lifted his clothes, revealing a scar on his arm. "But what I wrote in my diary is that they blocked me in the toilet and beat me up that day. I knew I couldn't beat them all, so I just stared at the leader and we smashed the toilet glass. Then I grabbed the sharpest piece and pressed it against his neck. Because I was too nervous, I cut his neck."

The same diary, the same date, but the contents recorded are completely different.

"I seem to have chosen another path in life." Gao Ming continued to flip through the diary: "The school bully's family had some power, so those who participated in the bullying were fined, but I was punished. After that, they continued to pick on me, and I kept beating the school bully, and the beatings became more and more severe until I dropped out of school."

"You've already dropped out of school, why are you still wearing a school uniform?" Fan Li was covered in cold sweat. This Gao Ming was different from the Gao Ming in the previous room. He didn't consider the consequences at all and was willing to drag someone down with him even when he died.

"The school bully is usually picked up and dropped off by his family, and I can't find a chance. Tomorrow our class is going to participate in an event outside the city, and I plan to go with them." Gao Ming said nonchalantly, "I can't be expelled for nothing."

"Is it time to attend an event out of town tomorrow?" Fanli picked up the diary and looked at the date: "Today is July 14th?"

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"Why did you all stay on this day? The night before you took the bus with the whole class?" Fanshi found some questions: "Are all the other rooms you, too, you who made different life choices?"

Some of them have committed suicide, and some of them have been expelled from school for intentionally injuring others...

Thinking of this, Fanli's eyes suddenly flashed with light. He vaguely remembered that the room at the deepest part of the corridor had all kinds of talismans pasted on the door panel, probably to prevent ghosts and dirty things from approaching.

"What choice did that Gao Ming make? Why are there spells all over his door? Did he see a ghost?"

Different choices will lead to different lives. Fanli doesn’t know why Gao Ming has become like this, but he is getting closer and closer to the truth.

(End of this chapter)