Strange Game Designer Chapter 415

Chapter 415: The family I can only see when I go crazy

His eyelids twitched, and the middle-aged man tried his best to stay calm. He glanced behind Gao Ming uncertainly.

Yes, his own child came home with a woman who was broken in every sense of the word.

An unexpected situation occurred. The middle-aged man's mind was spinning rapidly, but he could not remember the next line.

The sound of chopping meat came from the kitchen, and my mother was urging, but the middle-aged man opened his mouth, and in the end only two words came out: "Come in?"

Gao Ming, wearing a school uniform, stood at the door. Hearing his father's familiar tone, he felt a little dazed for a moment, as if he had returned to the rainy night when he returned home from a high school outing. He walked into the house in a state of despair, overstimulated and frightened.

Holding the woman's wrist, Gao Ming entered the rental house. Everything here was no different from when he left, and time seemed to have been frozen.

"Why did you come to me all of a sudden?" Gao Ming stood under the light, listening to the sound of cooking in the kitchen, and looking at his father whose facial expression was completely stiff.

Every Gao Ming who entered the house had never said this sentence before. For the middle-aged man in the rental house, this was also a brand-new "line".

"I called you more than a dozen times but no one answered. We were worried, so we wanted to come and see you." Many of the middle-aged man's movements have formed muscle memory, and he unconsciously wants to save his life. When he reached out his hand, he realized that Gao Ming didn't have his schoolbag.

Knowledge replaced by a female ghost?

"Give me your dirty clothes." The middle-aged man thought quickly: "How old are you, how can you wear clothes like this? They are wrinkled, as if they were on the battlefield."

"It's okay, I'll wash it myself." Gao Ming looked at his father silently, and the face in memory overlapped with reality. The man in front of him was different from the fathers and mothers outside who were cursed. He was special.

However, in the world of the future god, Gao Ming did not dare to speak easily, let alone shake his heart casually. He had already lost too many things in order to get here, and he must not let the future **** find any flaws.

The middle-aged man was a little confused by being rejected by his high fate. Those high fates before were more like puppets, very obedient to their parents' words, as if they were puppets that had lost their souls. Although the Gao Ming in front of him acted strangely and his tone was different from the Gao Ming in his impression, the middle-aged man felt that this Gao Ming was more real.

He didn't play anyone, just like an actor who finally returned home after performing **** the stage. In this place, he didn't need to play anyone, he could just be himself.

A special dish is being cooked in the kitchen. The spoon of Gao Ming's mother is about to tip and smoke, but the middle-aged man begins to hesitate.

After unbuttoning the top two buttons of his shirt, the middle-aged man's eyes slowly moved to the "woman" next to Gao Ming: "Your classmate?"

Gao Ming shook his head, he didn't know how to explain it.

"Girlfriend?" The middle-aged man's face turned dark. Regardless of whether Gao Ming was replaced or not, it was somewhat abnormal to be able to do such a thing.

After hearing the word "girlfriend" from the middle-aged man's mouth, the woman was a little embarrassed. She shook off Gao Ming's hand and slightly turned her broken cheek, which still had facial features similar to "Xuan Wen". .

Generally, to describe a shy girl, one would say that the other person's cheeks are like ripe apples, tender and red, but when looking at the woman's face, the middle-aged man only thinks of words such as blood pricks, bone and flesh, etc.

"She is my friend." Gao Ming said seriously, "She has helped me a lot."

The middle-aged man frowned and glanced at Gao Ming, who was wearing a school uniform. He didn't even know if this situation could be considered puppy love.

Taking a deep breath, the middle-aged man tried his best to adjust his breathing. He kept telling himself in his heart that this high life was fake and forged anyway. Even if he had a child with a ghost, it would have nothing to do with me.

So many fake high lives have been killed, this one is not missing, there is no need to be angry. He thought this in his heart, but the middle-aged man was still a little uncomfortable. The other high-life people who came in were trying their best to become normal. Although their goals were bad, they were at least working hard. The high life in front of him had nothing to do with normality at first sight, which made him want to pull the other person's ears and force him to take the right path.

"I'll go to the kitchen to serve the food, and you take your friends to wash their hands..." The middle-aged man glanced at the woman's **** palms: "Forget it, there are bandages and disposable gloves in the cabinet."

Shaking his head, the middle-aged man looked majestic, but was actually very soft-hearted. He opened the kitchen curtain and walked directly in. Gao Ming, who was sitting in the living room, could vaguely hear the conversation coming from the kitchen.

"How about changing some dishes?"

"What's wrong?"

"Your son brought his friends back this time." The middle-aged man's voice was low and he was very troubled.

"What does the girl look like? What does the family do?" Gaoming's mother, who was originally calm, suddenly became interested and couldn't help asking.

"She looks more open-minded. I don't know what she does at home. I just want to give you a vaccination in advance so that you don't get scared later."

"So powerful?"

"Cooking, cooking."

The chat in the kitchen was very warm. The figures of father and mother were reflected on the kitchen curtain, and Gao Ming's eyes gradually became softer.

He remembered some things that happened when he was a child. His father was very serious, busy at work, and hated untidy things. But he, who always had a straight face, found a dying kitten while taking shelter from the rain at a bus stop one day. Dad took off his suit, held the kitten against his chest and sent it to the pet hospital. He himself was completely wet, but the kitten's fur was dried a little by the warmth.

My mother has a good personality and has a good relationship with the neighbors. She looks soft and weak, but once when she was fishing with her father next to the reservoir and saw a child falling into the water, she jumped in to save him without hesitation.

Gao Ming's father and mother occasionally quarrel, but in Gao Ming's eyes, it seems that as long as they are together, no difficulties are considered difficulties.

"Are the future gods looking for ghosts to play the roles? Or...are they really them?"

The aroma of food wafted from the kitchen, and it didn't take long for Gao Ming's mother to walk out with a plate of dishes. She opened the curtain with a smile on her face, and when her eyes moved to the woman next to Gao Ming, the smile froze on her face.

This girl is really open-minded, and you can almost see her brains through her face.

The female ghost who was forced by the God of the Future to play the role of "lover" also noticed Gao Ming's mother's reaction. She lowered her head quietly. Xuan Wen's skin had been broken, and this was her.

"Come over for dinner! I won't answer the phone. Do you know how worried your dad and I are about you!" Gao Ming's mother untied her apron and directly pulled Gao Ming up from the sofa. Then she looked at the woman who lowered her head.

With a complicated and contradictory expression on her face, the lucky mother finally picked up the woman's hand and said, "You kid, your previous life... must have been very hard."

(End of chapter)

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