Strange game designer

"Don't be attracted by the bell! Any sound in this building may speed up your memory forgetting!" The leader of the second security team clapped his hands: "Go find Wanjie, his eyes can help us find a way out!"

The security personnel who played the taboo game in Xinhu began to gather. Zhuo Jun was still chasing the painter Gao Ming, and other residents in the building were also ready to move.

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In room 0715, Gao Ming stood at the door, silently staring at the clock hanging in the house.

The strange bell sound had stopped, and he felt as if he had forgotten something, as if a piece of his brain had been forcibly dug out.

"Did my family have this clock before? Who gave it to me?"

Gao Ming sat down at the dining table with his stomach rumbling. He heard the noise outside, his grandmother's heart-wrenching cry and howl, and the sound of hurried running.

"Is it really haunted?" The words on the note on the table seemed a bit dazzling, and Gao Ming was a little scared just by looking at it: "If the neighbor's house is haunted, then this floor is not safe, and we must hurry to escape."

Taking out his mobile phone, Gao Ming called his parents, but there was only a busy tone on the other end of the phone: "Why didn't you answer the phone today?"

After thinking for a moment, Gao Ming sent a message to his parents and told them about the situation at home.

In order to prevent them from encountering ghosts when they came back, Gao Ming told his parents in the message that he was going to leave the apartment building and asked them not to come back easily.

Without any tricks or too much wisdom, Gao Ming's most ordinary idea was very simple, that his father and mother should not be in danger.

"All the calls are unreachable, and I can't ask for help from the outside world. Hiding here is just waiting to die." The running sound outside made Gao Ming a little panicked: "Some people have already left. It should be okay now while there are many people. If I am left in the end..."

Gao Ming didn't dare to imagine facing the ghost alone. What a desperate scene that would be.

After eating a full meal as quickly as possible, Gao Ming stuffed some food and water into his schoolbag, and hid his mother's gold jewelry and bank card in the interlayer of the schoolbag.

After getting ready, Gao Ming was attracted by the big red gift box when he passed by the wooden table.

"I haven't figured out who sent this yet? It looks scary, is it a ghost?"

After hesitating for a while, Gao Ming untied the gift box strap, and the black and white strips fell off. A strange photo was placed in the center of the blood-red gift box.

He subconsciously picked up the photo. After Gao Ming saw it clearly, goose bumps appeared on the back of his neck, and his hair stood up.

The photo was taken near this dining table. He sat in front of the birthday cake and made a wish, and his father and mother were crowded around him and behind him!

Those faces looked at him with strange expressions, staring at him from different angles, which was extremely creepy.

His hand shook, and the photo fell to the ground.

Most of the photo was black and white, and only Gao Ming himself had color.

"Who is playing this prank?"

He was afraid of the photo and wanted to stay away, but when he walked to the door and was about to leave, his eyes unconsciously looked at the photo.

In the black and white portrait, all the fathers and mothers seemed to be looking at him, as if they wanted to tell him something.

"Although it is scary, they are my father and mother after all. How could my family hurt me? My life was given by them..."

Gao Ming took the black and white portrait and stuffed it into his school uniform pocket.

"It's much quieter outside." He pushed the door open a little, and the cool wind whizzed into Gao Ming's sleeves. He didn't see the monster hiding in the shadows before.

Trying to walk out of the room, the voice-activated light in the corridor suddenly lit up, which scared Gao Ming, the most ordinary one. He was very timid and almost retreated back to the room.

"What's the sound?" Gao Ming found that the door of the next room was half open. He mustered up the courage to take the first step and looked next door.

A Gao Ming in a high school uniform sat on the ground panting, and next to him was another Gao Ming's body.

The whole face of the corpse was purple, and deep marks of strangulation could be seen on the neck. The hands and feet were stiff and cold, as if they had been dead for a long time.

"Hiss..." Gao Ming took a breath unconsciously. This was the first time he had seen a corpse in his life, and it was his own corpse.

His mind was instantly confused, and his body instinctively stepped back. This Gao Ming was too ordinary. He couldn't think of any clear ideas at all. There was only one sentence left in his mind-someone was killed!

"Don't, don't get me wrong!" Gao Ming, who was resting on the ground, was also stunned when he saw the ordinary Gao Ming at the door. He quickly got up: "I didn't kill it, no! I saw it lying in the cold corridor, and I felt that even if a person died, he couldn't be treated like this, so I dragged it into my room."

Gao Ming, who was next to the corpse, spoke in a gentle tone. He had a Band-Aid on his hand, and his clothes were dirty, as if they were rubbed by the corpse just now.

"There is a Gao Ming living in each room? Is what the note said true?" The ordinary Gao Ming was a little flustered. If the content of the note was correct, it meant that there was really a ghost outside!

"Did you get the note, too?" Gao Ming, who was next to the corpse, also took out a note from his schoolbag: "It's not safe in the building. I encountered this corpse just when I was about to escape. They all look the same, and I couldn't bear to leave it behind."

"But it's already dead. Aren't you afraid to carry the corpse?" Ordinary Gao Ming looked inside the house. The overall layout of this room was similar to his own, but there were many more small ornaments and awards. There were wedding photos of his father and mother hanging on the wall, and flowers on the windowsill.

"A little, but I don't want to leave it behind." Taking out the schoolbag, the Gao Ming next to the corpse found the diary: "According to the hint on the note, we are both Gao Ming, but we have different choices. Can we exchange diaries? Let's get to know each other better."

"Okay."

Looking through the other's diary, a trace of envy flashed in the eyes of the ordinary Gao Ming.

The parents of this Gao Ming are very loving. He lives in a place full of love and care. He himself is very kind and often helps others. Compared with other Gao Ming, this Gao Ming's fate has no twists and turns. He has all-round development in morality, intelligence, physical fitness, art and labor. He is the Gao Ming with the best academic performance and the best physical fitness.

Looking at the other's clear and clean eyes, the ordinary Gao Ming felt like a pool of muddy water, far less excellent than the other.

"If I can see the script of my life in advance, I will definitely choose yours." The ordinary Gao Ming was a little envious: "Every choice of your life is the best solution."

The kind Gao Ming handed the schoolbag to the ordinary Gao Ming, and carried the body of the suicide Gao Ming on his back: "How do you know that you haven't seen your life script in advance? Maybe you are the most perfect one?"