Ghost Story Game Designer

Chapter 416: A Family Dinner I Never Had in My Dreams
Before the arrival of the future god, the woman had a happy family. She was well protected by her father and mother. She was kind-hearted, her eyes were full of hope, and she believed that the essence of life was beautiful.

But later, Changcheng Community was shrouded in the distorted belief in the future god. The residents in the building became puppets, the woman's parents were tortured at will by the future god, and she herself became a toy to satisfy the god's evil taste.

Because the woman longed for beautiful love, the god of the future forced her to play the role of "lover" in other people's memories. The things she most desired were torn apart before her eyes again and again, and everything she cherished was destroyed.

She, who was once beautiful and kind, has now turned into a horrible, ugly ghost. Even she herself dares not to look at her true appearance. She can only hide in the future of others, wearing the skin of someone else's beloved, and becoming a ghost that will never be loved.

After being brought home by Gao Ming, the pain in the woman's heart was indescribable. The warmth of home ignited her memories. She longed to really become the person Gao Ming liked, but she also knew that this was simply impossible.

"Xuan Wen"'s skin has been broken, revealing her true appearance. She can only shrink in the corner of the sofa. The former rich little princess now looks like a disfigured stray cat.

When she saw Gao Ming's mother coming over, she was at a loss as to what to do. She had prepared herself to be hated and driven out, but what she didn't expect was that the middle-aged woman grabbed her hand, her tone full of heartache. For a moment, she seemed to see her own mother in the other person.

"Come and eat." Gao Ming's mother helped the woman up. After seeing her exaggerated height of nearly three meters, she turned back and glared at Gao Ming: "No matter what, since you have chosen her, you must be responsible. Don't regret it, and don't attack or bully her for some reason."

Hearing his mother's teachings, Gao Ming tilted his head slightly. He recalled his first experience of raising small animals in elementary school. His family did not object, but taught him through that incident to take responsibility and respect life.

Everything that happened after entering the house made Gao Ming feel familiar. This familiarity did not seem to be fabricated by the future god. There was no deliberate care, and there was a hint of rationality in the absurdity.

Gao Ming sat down at the dining table one after another. He smelled the fragrance of the food and felt a little hungry. No matter how delicious the food outside was, it seemed that it didn't have this taste.

Gao Ming stood up and distributed the chopsticks. He served rice to everyone as he usually did at home, and even placed a bowl in front of the female ghost.

His actions were seen by his mother. The Gao Mings before him had never done such a thing, and the Gao Ming in front of her seemed to be really her child.

"If it really is my own child, bringing a female ghost to my door, it doesn't seem like something to be happy about." Gao Ming's mother was a little worried. Not long after, the middle-aged man came out with the last dish, which was the broccoli that Gao Ming used to dislike eating the most.

The middle-aged man didn't say much and casually placed the dish somewhere away from Gao Ming. He and Gao Ming's mother looked at each other tacitly.

Most of the food on the table was fine, with the plate of broccoli being the exception. If Gao Ming in front of them was really their child, then Gao Ming would not have stood up specifically to eat the thing he disliked the most.

"My friend's aesthetic sense is quite special, but you are not surprised at all and have even gotten used to it. It seems that you have experienced a lot and seen various things on the way here." Gao Ming looked at his father and mother, and both sides were confirming each other's identity.

"It's really different out there." The middle-aged man poured himself a glass of wine. After taking a sip, he told the couple about their experiences along the way without hiding anything.

I met a driver possessed by an evil spirit, picked up and dropped off all kinds of passengers from the underworld, and finally arrived here by chance.

Gao Ming's father said it lightly, but Gao Ming could hear the danger. The old couple's lives were on the line many times. If they were not lucky, they would probably be lost outside forever. After drinking a mouthful of hot porridge, Gao Ming felt very warm. He still remembered that every time he walked out of the tunnel, he would receive a call from his father and mother, but it seemed that the people who called him were no longer his father and mother.

He has been wondering whether it was his father and mother who came to visit him, or his parents who called him? When the disaster struck and he disappeared, where were his parents?

This time, in the world behind the clock, Gao Ming knew the answer.

When he was in danger and was brought out of the tunnel by Xuan Wen, his parents had already come to the Hanhai out of worry and were trapped in the shadow world on the night of the Ghost Festival.

He died and was reborn again and again, and his father and mother seemed to come looking for him again and again, and both sides were trapped in an unsolvable cycle.

Judging from the results, Gao Ming's parents also encountered special things in the shadow world. Most of them met with various accidents, but some of them really found Gao Ming, but they were affected by some unknown factors of the shadow world and became what they looked like in the portrait.

"If the people in front of me... are really my parents, then were they ripped out of my birthday photo by the future god? Is there still a part of my father and mother still trapped somewhere in the shadow world?"

Gao Ming's hand unconsciously touched his "gift". This birthday photo of his did not give him any powerful abilities. Compared with the photos of Xia Yang and Situ An, it could be said to be pitifully weak. He could only let his parents send him cakes that he could not finish eating.

"Is it because my photo is incomplete?"

When this thought came to his mind, Gao Ming felt that all the eyes of his father and mother in the portrait were looking at him.

Recalling the words behind the photo, Gao Ming had a vague guess in his mind.

"This future god did me a favor. The strange abilities of these two brothers brought me closer to the hidden truth."

This time in the death realm of the future god and the past god, Gao Ming gained a lot. He reconciled with all his past selves and his will surpassed the limits of human beings. If the Blood and Flesh Immortal can swallow the flesh prepared by the two clay sculptures for him, he will be able to reach a new stage.

"Just eat well when you're eating, don't let your mind wander." The middle-aged man couldn't help but nag. He had no ill intentions and said this to hide his nervousness.

"Thank you for making so many delicious foods for me, but..." Gao Ming picked up the chopsticks and was about to pick up some food when he suddenly heard a strange sound coming from the bedroom, as if a basket of live fish had fallen to the floor and their bodies were slapping the floor hard.

"This doesn't sound like a sound a human being can make?" Gao Ming remembered the bedroom where he had tied up his fathers and mothers who came home one after another.

(End of this chapter)