Ghost Story Game Designer

Chapter 378 I Had Everything

"She should be a very important person to me, why can't I remember her?" Gao Ming, who held the most heavy emotion, clenched his fingers. Compared to death, forgetting seemed more desperate.

The red umbrella fell to the ground, and wounds appeared on the body of the delicate-looking woman, as if all those wounds were caused by saving Gao Ming.

The disappointment had accumulated so deeply that her eyes had turned dim, and she took out a sharp knife from her bag.

"I'll get off at this stop." Gao Ming, who values ​​feelings the most, looked at the others in the car and said, "You must reach the end! Don't really forget her!"

Seeing the woman walking onto the platform, Gao Ming no longer hesitated and got off the bus directly.

The door closed and the bus continued to move forward. The other Gao Mings saw through the windows that the most sentimental Gao Ming collapsed on the platform. Perhaps in the eyes of that Gao Ming, the way to avoid hurting the two women was to hurt himself.

"The timid Gao Ming was assimilated by the protection of his family, and the affectionate Gao Ming committed suicide because of love. It seems that Gao Ming lost too much to become Gao Ming..."

The kind-hearted Gao Ming couldn't bear it, and he didn't want to think any further. Maybe the people who got off the bus halfway were not in pain, and the one who was really in pain was Gao Ming, who was left behind at the end.

"If we want to make it to the end, we have to give up some things. We are racing against fate, and any burden may cause us to lose everything." The painter Gao Ming next to him said nonchalantly: "From this point of view, I am the most suitable one."

The kindhearted Gao Ming glanced at the painter Gao Ming. It was the painter Gao Ming who had used words to encourage the affectionate Gao Ming to get off the car.

"Every one of us is Gao Ming, but you give me a strange feeling." The kind-hearted Gao Ming looked at the strange patterns on the painter Gao Ming's body and asked, "Who... are you?"

"Me? I am Gao Ming?" The painter Gao Ming laughed, "It's absolutely true. Even the soul is exactly the same as Gao Ming!"

"Can you tell me what's in your diary?"

The rain outside the window was getting heavier and heavier. The kind-hearted Gao Ming and the painter Gao Ming were confronting each other in the bumpy bus.

"Every entry in my diary is a painting, a scene I depicted with my own hands." Painter Gao Ming has a gentle smile on his face, making it hard to guess what he is thinking.

"All of them are paintings? The last diary entry is also a painting?" Shanliang Gaoming seemed to have noticed a detail.

"Yes."

"So what did you draw in your last diary entry?"

Facing the kindhearted Gao Ming's question, the painter Gao Ming did not answer immediately. He narrowed his eyes slightly, and spoke after a long time: "The one I painted is myself."

The painter Gao Ming's answer changed the expressions of several Gao Mings in the car. Some of the Gao Mings who had met privately had read other people's diaries. The contents of their previous diaries were different, but the diaries of the last day all mentioned taking a bus to participate in an off-campus activity.

The last diary entry is the intersection of all the high destinies, bringing them together at this moment.

The atmosphere in the car changed, but no one spoke up. Everyone sat in their seats in silence until the car stopped again.

The raindrops hit the bus stop sign. This station was called - I was once passionate and innocent.

The cold wind blew through the hearts of every passenger, and no one knew how many stops were ahead.

"sorry Sorry!"

The voice of Du Bai from Class 13 was heard outside the car window. His family was poor, he was tall and thin, and apart from his school uniform, he basically had no good clothes.

"Bang!" The schoolbag was thrown into the mud, and the drawstring of Du Bai's school uniform was torn. He knelt in the alley behind the platform with his back against the trash can. His school uniform, which had been washed bleached, was now covered with mud spots.

In front of Du Bai, several senior thugs blocked the road.

"You're not listening? We just borrowed some money last time. Is it worth it for your grandma to come to the school to make trouble?" The leading thug had a Band-Aid on his eye. "You caused us all to be scolded by the teacher, and I was severely beaten by my family when I got home. How are you going to compensate for your injuries?"

"I, I didn't let grandma go to school."

"She's so old, aren't you afraid that she will be mad to death?" The hooligans didn't care at all and all laughed: "You don't feel ashamed, but we are actually ashamed for you. I heard that your grandma was crying in the office and throwing a tantrum!"

Du Bai grew up with his grandmother. The old lady was uneducated and old. As a weak person wanting to protect another weak person, she could only try her best to do everything.

"Why aren't you talking?" The thug spit out the cigarette in his mouth and kicked Du Bai in the chest: "Don't even think about going home today. We are going to have some fun with you."

Beatings and bullying took place in the alleys, with the bullies content with the pleasure of dominating the weak, and even if Du Bai wasn't there, they would still target others.

The passengers in the car saw this scene, some were indifferent, while others looked unbearable. The kind-hearted Gao Ming saw that no one got up from their seats, so he hesitated for a moment and walked towards the door.

"Let me do it." Bad Gao Ming took off his school uniform and put his hand on Shanda Gao Ming's shoulder: "I feel that you are smarter than me and have a better view of the overall situation. You are more suitable to stay in the car and escort us."

“You…” It was the first time that the kind-hearted Gao Ming saw a bad Gao Ming. The other person’s body was covered with scars from fighting, which was completely different from the temperament of other Gao Mings.

"I am a violent person at heart, but I don't like bullying the weak. I just like to deal with bullies and bully them the same way they bully others. I don't have any morals and I don't respect the law. People can die at any time, but if he bullies me, I will deal with him!" Buliang Gaoming got off the bus and took a deep breath.

The rain soaked his body, but he didn't care. He turned around and waved goodbye to the bus, then picked up a stone on the ground and rushed into the back alley.

The bad guy was fighting with the gangsters, and the figure was gradually swallowed up by the darkness in the alley.

The bus did not stop because someone left, but the number of passengers in the bus became fewer and fewer.

As the train passed each stop, a high-ranking person would get off at each stop, and the kind-hearted high-ranking person would also begin to become silent.

The world behind the door called the past was much more dangerous than he had imagined. Normally, it was impossible for a person to pick up all the desperate memories on the platform by himself.

Time passed in the car, and after a few more stops, the bus stopped next to a hospital. From the outline, the hospital looked a bit like the Lishan Private Hospital.

The door opened, and the name of the platform near the hospital was - I Once Had Kindness.

The kind-hearted Gao Ming seemed to understand something. He looked at the platform with a sad look.

Complete Gao Ming, what on earth have you been through? Even the kindness in your heart is gone?

Moving towards the door, before getting off the bus, Kind Gao Ming suddenly looked at Painter Gao Ming and said, "Everyone, I will get off at this stop, but I need you to do me a favor."

The painter Gao Ming suddenly felt something was wrong.

"I hope you can let this high-spirited person who loves painting leave with me!"

Rather than saying that the kind-hearted Gao Ming wants everyone to do him a favor, it is better to say that he wants to help everyone one last time. There is some hidden danger in the painter Gao Ming, and the kind-hearted Gao Ming wants to use himself to drag the other party to death.

(End of this chapter)