Horror Game Designer

Darkness cloaked the living room, the firelight flickering and illuminating Dad and Mom's faces as they stared at Gao Ming, both sporting identical smiles in the gloom.,About fifteen minutes later, Gao Ming observed the states of his father and mother. He used a small spoon to scoop out a piece of cream and put it in his mouth.,“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.”。