Horror Game Designer

A chill instantly ran down Gao Ming's spine. He turned around to see his father and mother standing side by side behind him, their heads bowed.,“Every time Dad and Mom came home, there were more candles on the cake. Eighteen was coming-of-age, so when eighteen candles appeared, that was my pass.”,Gao Ming’s eyes narrowed slightly. The figure of the man in the raincoat was almost identical to the surveillance footage released by the police, and his heart that had been hanging in his chest finally settled back down.。