Horror Game Designer

"Eighteen..." Gao Ming was twenty-six this year, the number of candles was wrong.,"When you say your wishes out loud, they don't come true. Just whisper them in your heart next time." Dad seemed starving and ate hungrily. Mom looked at Gao Ming fondly and picked up her chopsticks to serve him some food.,Closing the bedroom door, Gao Ming felt the temperature in the room begin to rise. The news on television became clearer, and the storm outside seemed even more real.。