Horror Game Designer

He lifted the kitchen curtain and Gao Ming walked out with the freshly cooked meal. He didn't speak to his parents, and sat alone at the dining table.,Heavy rain beat against the windowpane, and the howling wind outside formed a stark contrast with the steaming hot dishes inside.,His memories after that were fragmented. Gao Ming couldn't even remember how he got home, only a vague recollection of seeing something terrifying.。