Strange game designer

I trotted downstairs, without even holding my high-life umbrella, and returned to my home in the rain.

He had a very fulfilling day, which was much more exciting than working in a prison for serious offenders.

After closing the door, Gao Ming placed the few black-and-white photos he owned on the coffee table: "When horror games are completely integrated with reality, will the people in the photos come back? But they will come back at that time, Or themselves?”

Looking at Teacher Yao, Gao Ming was a little worried that the teacher would not be able to adapt to the environment there. He planned to bring black and white photos of Zhao Xi and Teacher Yao with him the next time he triggered the Kaitan game.

The night was dark and the rain was pouring. After being hungry for a day, Gao Ming opened the refrigerator, but he was a little reluctant to eat the food at home. The first game left a deep psychological shadow on him.

"Let's order takeout. After the disaster completely breaks out, if someone dares to deliver it, I won't dare to eat it randomly." After picking up the phone and ordering the takeout, Gao Ming stared at the standby screen of the phone and fell into silence.

The desktop wallpaper on his mobile phone is a photo taken in a community in the outer suburbs of Xinhu. He and his parents were sitting at the table eating. It was the day when he went home from work.

Mom didn’t take off her apron and was holding the freshly prepared dishes. She seemed to be nagging at that time, saying that the neighbor downstairs was going to introduce a partner to Gao Ming after his job was stable.

Dad took advantage of Gao Ming to attract Mom's attention and secretly drank a glass of wine.

Gao Ming himself nodded helplessly in agreement, his attitude as perfunctory as he wanted.

The background photo on the phone was very warm, but Gao Ming grabbed his hair in pain.

The three people in the photo are all normal, but the question is who took this photo?

The phone was far away, so it didn’t look like it was taken with automatic settings. There seemed to be a fourth person in the house at the time, but Gao Ming couldn’t remember it.

"The investigators said that abnormal events would interrupt all communications, but I clearly received calls from my father and mother during the three days I was trapped. Their voices and tone of voice were the same as usual..." Gao Mingzhen I'm a little afraid to continue thinking about it.

"Abnormal events occurred in Xinhu half a year ago. Could it be that all the people who called me in the past six months were other people?"

Gao Ming knows his family very well. As a psychological counselor, he is very good at seeing into other people's hearts. It is very difficult to deceive him.

Heavy rain has blocked the road, and now it is impossible to go to Xinhu. Gao Ming clasped his hands together and his finger bones creaked.

After hesitating for a long time, Gao Ming picked up the phone and dialed the very familiar number.

Busy signals sounded one after another, and he was even more nervous than in the ghost story game.

"No one heard?"

Gao Ming walked back and forth in the room. He called several times in a row but no one answered: "Why can't you get through all of a sudden?"

Sitting back on the sofa, Gao Ming looked at the black and white cake family photo on the table and dialed his home phone number for the seventh time.

Beep, beep, beep...

The sound of raindrops falling on the window gradually became smaller, and a faint chill crawled out from the shadows of the room like a small snake, slowly wrapping around Gao Ming's ankle.

When he felt the temperature drop, he suddenly noticed a mother smiling in the black and white photo.

The busy signal on the phone suddenly stopped, and the call was connected at this time.

"Hello?" Gao Ming stood up immediately. He heard the rustling sound of electricity from the phone and the sound of heavy objects being dragged. It seemed that someone was approaching.

"Can you hear me? It's me, Gao Ming!"

The lights in the living room began to flash at the same time as the sound of electricity sounded. Footsteps sounded in the corridor at this time. Gao Ming felt that the heat in his body was draining away rapidly.

"who are you?"

"Stay here..." Mom's weak voice came faintly from the mobile phone, and more and more shadows began to surge in the corners of the room, as if the roots of the big tree buried underground were emerging from the ground.

The temperature dropped faster, and Gao Ming wanted to hang up the phone, but at this time, the voice on the phone gradually became clearer.

"Stay here, stay here, stay here!!!"

The sharp sound almost penetrated Gao Ming's eardrums. If he continued, he might encounter those "fathers" and "mothers" again.

His body seemed to be grasped by invisible arms in the shadows. Just when Gao Ming was about to be completely swallowed up by the shadows, a knock on the door suddenly sounded!

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

"The takeaway is here!"

"Is anyone here! Your takeout! Answer the phone!"

Part of the shadow crawled toward the door. Gao Ming struggled with all his strength and finally hung up the phone.

The temperature in the house rose rapidly, and warm light appeared in the house. Gao Ming opened the living room door as quickly as possible and rushed out!

Before the delivery boy who was knocking on the door could react, he saw Gao Ming slumped in the corridor, disheveled, with a frightened expression, and gasping for air.

"When did the phone start to be replaced? I've been chatting with Jui for the past six months?!" Gao Ming could still feel the pain from everywhere in his body, and his hands could not stop shaking.

Seeing him like this, the deliveryman carrying a bag of braised chicken and rice was also shocked. He didn't dare to urge loudly. He stood in the corner and said cautiously: "Brother, you... the rice is here."

"I'm sorry for causing you trouble." Gao Ming came to his senses. He got up from the ground and looked at the delivery man with grateful eyes. If the delivery man hadn't knocked on the door, he didn't know what would have happened next. : "What's your name? How long have you been knocking on the door? If I delay your meal delivery later, I can send you a red envelope."

"My name is Su Mo. If it's convenient, just give me a good review." The delivery boy raised his hand to hand the braised chicken to Gao Ming, but Gao Ming put his hand into his pocket. He took out two hundred yuan and stuffed it into the hand. Delivery boy.

"Brother, what are you doing?"

"Don't let good people feel cold." Gao Ming fumbled for a long time, and finally took out his mobile phone: "I use less cash, so if you add me as a friend, I will transfer money to you."

"It's not that bad, just five minutes overtime. It's not necessary." The delivery man waved his hands repeatedly. He wanted to return the braised chicken and the two hundred yuan to Gao Ming.

"You deserve this." Gao Ming escaped death, and now he felt scared: "Did you see anything strange outside just now? Or heard any weird sounds?"

"No." The delivery boy shook his head blankly.

"It seems that as long as Dad and Mom don't leave the photo, the 'calling' can be suspended." Gao Ming turned on his phone and checked the indoor surveillance footage.

"Ghost?" The delivery boy wasn't sure what he heard. He looked at Gao Ming's phone screen with curiosity.

After Gao Ming returned home after a busy day, he made a phone call in the house, but while he was talking, his whole body suddenly became stiff and his hands and feet spasmed.

Then he seemed to go crazy, waving his hands in the air, his face extremely ferocious!

Seeing this, the delivery man's expression changed subtly. His hand holding the braised chicken rice and two hundred yuan trembled unconsciously - the man in front of him seemed to be possessed!

The voice-activated light in the corridor happened to go out at this moment, and the faint cold light from the mobile phone screen illuminated Gao Ming's face, and the two of them looked at each other.

"..."

"..."

"Brother, don't look at me like that, I'm scared." The delivery boy almost burst into tears: "I'm a college student nearby, and it's my first time to deliver food part-time. If there's anything rude about it, don't take it personally. "

"Don't be afraid, I'm a normal person."

"Which normal person would emphasize that he is a normal person when chatting!"

The delivery boy was really scared. He had long heard that Lijing Apartment had bad feng shui and that many murders had occurred. Today he came over and found that the place really lived up to its reputation.

Without waiting for Gao Ming to continue explaining, the delivery man put down the braised chicken rice and money and rushed downstairs.

"Are today's college students so introverted?"

After picking up the takeout and money and returning to the house, he thought about everything that had just happened.

"While I was on the phone home, I looked at this photo of the deceased. The father and mother in the black and white photo seemed to change and walk out of the shadows."

"Although this scene is terrifying, it seems that if used well, it can also be a trump card."

A picture flashed through Gao Ming's mind. When he and Zhao Xi finally confronted each other in the room, his father and mother knocked on the door and came in one after another carrying cakes.