The father, in a crisp suit, was very gentlemanly. He was tall and handsome. The mother, in a white shirt and jeans, was gentle yet capable. She praised Gao Ming's cooking skills and then threw her dirty clothes into the bathroom.,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.,"My memory of that tunnel is a bit hazy, but I'm sure my game becoming reality has something to do with it!"。