Ghost Story Game Designer

Chapter 397 His damn charm

"Don't move!" Gao Ming had just opened the photo album on the bed when Xuan Wen's voice sounded behind him. She closed the album first.

"What's wrong?" Gao Ming was a little confused: "Those photos look warm, they just record the daily life of this family, their daily life before they died."

“How dare you touch the things in the coffin room? This room is used as an altar to store ashes. All items that are tainted with the memory of the owner of the room are cursed. Your strength hasn’t recovered yet. If you are entangled by the owner of the room again, you will really be dead.” Xuan Wen grabbed the photo album and closed it but did not put it back on the bed.

"Are you concerned about me? I can see that you seemed to be really worried about me at that moment." Gao Ming had experienced the despair of so many rooms before and heard bad news one after another, but not only did he not collapse, he could even smile on his face.

"I'm worried about the real Gao Ming. You just have a face similar to his." Xuan Wen blocked the bedroom door, seemingly unwilling to let Gao Ming in.

Seeing that Gao Ming had no intention of forcing his way in, she breathed a sigh of relief and looked down at the photo album in her hand.

The couple in the photo had a lively and cheerful daughter. The photo album recorded the process of their daughter growing up. Time materialized into small things that can never be forgotten. You may not think they are a big deal at the time, but when you touch the photos again after losing everything, your eyes will become moist.

Xuan Wen's mood was not stable. At this time, an alarm sounded on the floor. Xuan Wen's expression immediately recovered, and a trace of fear appeared in her eyes. She put the album back in place as quickly as possible and ran to the corridor alone.

"You stay in the house! I'll go out and take a look!" Xuan Wen did not forget to remind Gao Ming as she walked away: "Don't touch anything in the house! Those curses will make you want to live but not die!"

Gao Ming, who was standing in the living room, raised her head silently. The departure of this "Xuan Wen" was related to the alarm. Gao Ming herself did not touch anything strange, which meant that the other party might have caused some changes and she needed to go somewhere immediately.

She quickly entered a room in the corridor. The alarm sounded from a clock. She moved the hands with both hands, and the layout of the room and the flow of time around her seemed to be changing.

When the room turned completely blood red, Xuan Wen's heart suddenly trembled, she was pierced by a force and fell to her knees.

Enduring the severe pain and looking around, Xuan Wen discovered that all the people related to Gao Ming were standing in this blood-red room, including his parents, best friends, and the people he trusted the most. These "people" were all ghosts in disguise!

All those people stared at Xuan Wen, and a strange man's voice came out of her mouth: "Gao Ming's future is not hopeless enough. If he still doesn't collapse in an hour, I want you to die in front of him."

"Xuan Wen" lowered her head and said nothing.

"Don't have any other thoughts, otherwise your parents' souls will no longer be protected, and I will send them into the most desperate future."

Hearing this, "Xuan Wen" wanted to speak, but the moment she looked up, the clock hands began to reverse and the room returned to normal.

With the words of the gods echoing in her mind, Xuan Wen stood up silently. Her eyes were bloodshot, but in order not to reveal her flaws, she forced herself to suppress all her resentment.

Xuan Wen walked out of the secret room in a confused state and returned to the residence where Gao Ming was.

She pushed the half-open door. Gao Ming was not standing in the living room. She suddenly had a bad feeling and rushed into her bedroom.

Sure enough, Gao Ming was holding the photo album, flipping through it page by page.

"Didn't I tell you not to touch it? This is the curse of the dead! This place is full of curses of the dead! You will die here in the most miserable way!" Xuan Wen shouted loudly. What the spirit said just now and Gao Ming's behavior at this moment made her shout uncontrollably. Gao Ming, who had his back to the door, was startled. He turned around and saw Xuan Wen with an angry face. He pursed his lips and said blankly, "I just want to know... what made you cry."

It was a very simple sentence, and it didn't seem like there was anything special about it, but it made Xuan Wen feel like she was hit by something.

There was no gorgeous confession, nor a solemn promise; everything was revealed subconsciously and inadvertently.

The curse is scary, death is scary, the future is scary, but he still wants to know why you are sad and why you are crying.

Xuan Wen was under tremendous pressure because of her soul being torn apart and her parents' souls being tortured. She didn't know when the worst future would come, but she knew that here, the future that the God of the Future had said would definitely come true.

Noticing that Xuan Wen's body was trembling, Gao Ming put down the photo album, raised his arms and hugged her gently.

Her body was cold and had a faint smell of blood.

Gao Ming said nothing as he slid his palm slowly down Xuan Wen's back. His movements were gentle and warm, like light embracing an ice cube that was about to melt.

The brighter the light, the faster the ice melted, but for some reason, "Xuan Wen" did not choose to break free immediately. She had forgotten how long it had been since she had felt warmth.

"Are you feeling better?" Gao Ming looked into Xuan Wen's eyes, their faces very close to each other.

Feeling the air exhaled by each other, Xuan Wen turned her head to the side, and after a moment she slowly nodded. Her body was a little stiff, as she had never felt this way before.

……

In the monitoring room of Building No. 5 in Changcheng Community, everyone, without exception, watched the surveillance video with their eyes wide open.

Gao Ming held the three-meter-tall bloody female ghost in his arms. His movements were as gentle as the breeze gently shaking off the dewdrops on the tender leaves.

The two faces were very close and were getting closer, until their eyes collided and could no longer be avoided. The extremely terrified female ghost actually turned her head away.

She moved aside, and after she avoided Gao Ming, she nodded her head slightly, as if she agreed to something with Gao Ming.

That expression, coupled with the three-meter-tall ghost body filled with resentment and hatred, made everyone watching the surveillance video enter an indescribable state.

After a long time, Wang Chen frowned and asked, "What did Gao Ming say to the ghost girl? Why has he not gone crazy after being trapped in the worst future for such a long time? Why has he not shown any signs of being eroded?"

"I don't know, I always feel that the female ghost seems to be really moved, she doesn't seem to be acting." After Situ Cheng finished speaking, he himself felt incredible. The most special ghosts in Building No. 3 had problems, and the evil ghost who tried to play the girlfriend had a different feeling towards Gao Ming.

"Those most special ghosts were selected by the future god. Not only are they powerful, they also inherit the power of the future god. They play special roles in the future and lead people to despair. But this evil ghost seems to be immersed in the role and can't get out."

(End of this chapter)