Strange Game Designer Chapter 403

Chapter 403 Dad and Mom's Perspectives

The door panel was slowly pushed open, and the sound of the second hand moving sounded in his ears. Luo Dong held on to the door frame and stared blankly at everything in front of him.

The small room is filled with various clocks, and each dial looks like a human face, or to be more precise, each clock seems to represent a person.

Luo Dong didn't dare to go in directly. He grabbed the door frame and looked around behind him.

From the outside, this door is not much different from other doors, except that there is no house number hanging around it. After surviving in Changcheng Community for so long, Luo Dong certainly knows that each house number corresponds to a date. A date that is most important to the owner of the house. For example, in his own room, the house number is the day he met his wife.

"Where have I ended up? The end of the future?"

The physical pain could no longer destroy Luo Dong. He gently touched his heart with his hand, then entered the house and closed the door.

In a room full of clocks, time is no longer counted silently by the gods. Every time the hands on the dial move, fate will tilt towards the abyss. In this way, everyone's life appears in front of Luo Dong.

"Did I find this place on my own? Or did the voice in my heart guide me here?" Luo Dong met Gao Ming two days ago, and the other party said some strange things to him. He couldn't understand it at the time, but as long as it was a request made by Gao Ming, he would work hard to fulfill it unconditionally, because Gao Ming had saved him and his family.

Slowly moving forward, Luo Dong tried hard to listen to the call in his heart. Slowly, there was only a ticking sound left in his ears.

Closing his eyes, Luo Dong abandoned all distractions and chased the passing time.

The bedroom is usually the most private room for the owner of the house. Guests are not usually allowed to enter, but at this time Luo Dong was parked in the corner of the bedroom.

He opened his eyes. Among the countless clocks in the room, the clock in front of him seemed ordinary and ordinary, with nothing unusual about it.

"Is it calling me?"

There are hidden floors in Xiangshengyong Apartment, and the same is true in Changcheng Community. Luo Dong squatted on the ground, as if because he stayed here for too long, footsteps came from outside the door: "The owner of the house is back?"

Luo Dong no longer hesitated and opened the cover of the watch. His original intention was to hide the clock or destroy it, but as soon as his fingers touched the hands, invisible thin threads wrapped around his body.

At the same time, Luo Dong's heart began to beat at a fixed frequency. It seemed that his fate had been entangled with the contents of the clock a few days ago and could no longer be separated.

The hands slid downward. The next moment the door was opened, Luo Dong was dragged into the clock by countless threads of fate and time. The clock that was originally moving normally stopped at this moment.

A large number of memories that did not belong to Luo Dong flashed before his eyes, and he seemed to see an anxious couple. Like himself, they once had a happy and happy life, but as abnormal events broke out, their children disappeared.

The thread of fate became tighter and tighter, and Luo Dong's heart almost exploded. He felt all the pain and despair until his fate completely merged with the other person's.

With his eyes open, Luo Dong gasped in shock.

"I remember that I seemed to be sucked into the clock. Is this a hidden passage behind the clock? Just now, a lot of other people's memories appeared in my mind, all related to a couple who tried their best to raise their children without asking for children. No matter what great achievements, I just hope that the child is safe and ordinary, but in the end, the child still disappeared..."

As a parent, Luo Dong understands the couple's pain very well.

His nose twitched, Luo Dong smelled the faint musty smell in the air, and he looked around: "Isn't this Changcheng Community?"

The dilapidated old building has almost become a dilapidated house. There are occasional bugs crawling on the rusty handrails. All kinds of smelly clothes are dried in the already narrow corridors. Not to mention the tiles on the floor, the pitted cement floor is full of filth. .

"Where did I run to?" The dark wind blew by, and the clothes hanging on the corridor fluttered gently, looking like a resentful ghost who had returned to life.

Luo Dong gently opened the clothes that were blocking the way. He found that there was a faint light in a room in the corridor, reflecting through the crack in the door.

"Want to go there?"

A circular corridor was built in the old residential building. The terrain was not complicated, but there were too many debris, which affected Luo Dong's speed.

Halfway through, Luo Dong suddenly stopped. He heard footsteps in the corridor.

To be safe, he chose to hide behind a pile of debris and covered his head with a piece of clothes hanging to dry.

The footsteps were getting closer and closer. Luo Dong looked sideways, with a flash of excitement in his eyes. The person coming up from downstairs was Gao Ming!

His mouth opened, but Luo Dong did not call the other party directly. He found this Gaoming a bit strange. He looked immature, carried a schoolbag on his back, an empty gift box in his hand, and was still wearing a high school uniform.

"How strange."

Hiding in the dark and observing, Gao Ming, who was wearing school uniform, walked to a certain door and shouted softly. After a while, the door was opened from the inside.

The corridor became quiet, and there was no sound from the room. Luo Dong frowned: "Is Gao Ming's memory blocked in the clock? Someone stripped away his memory? But I always feel something is wrong..."

Half an hour later, familiar footsteps sounded in the corridor again. Luo Dong, who was searching the corridor, hurriedly hid behind a piece of clothing.

Holding his breath and staring at the corridor, Luo Dong's pupils suddenly narrowed when the owner of the footsteps appeared.

With a childish face, a school uniform, a school bag, and an empty gift box, an identical Gao Ming walked over, started knocking on the door, and then entered the room.

"Bang!"

The door closed, and Luo Dong froze on the spot. The room in the corridor seemed to be a ferocious beast that specialized in devouring lives.

"Why are there two high lives?"

Luo Dong walked to the door. The house number of this door was July 16, which was the day after the Ghost Festival.

"For the owner of the house, the second day of the Ghost Festival is his most unforgettable day. What happened on this day? Is this really Gao Ming's memory? But if it wasn't his memory, why would he appear? ..." Luo Dong pursed his lips, recalling the memories that popped up in his mind when he entered this place: "Is this the memory of his parents? Did his biological parents really come to find him in an abnormal incident? "

After hesitating for a long time, Luo Dong gently knocked on the door.

The door hinge turned, and the worn door panel was opened from the inside. The person who opened the door for Luo Dong was a middle-aged man wearing a raincoat. There seemed to be another person busy in the kitchen, because Luo Dong heard the sound of chopping meat.

The Adam's apple rolled, Luo Dong's expression became a little unnatural, and every aspect of the room in front of him was abnormal.

(End of chapter)

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