With a grunt, he shoved the bedroom door open. The chains rattled ominously. A row of unfamiliar yet familiar faces, wearing unsettling smiles, stared straight at Gao Ming!,“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.”,Just as the Raincoat Man was about to leave, he heard the sound of the door opening. Raindrops slid down his hat brim, and he strained to conceal the excitement in his eyes, turning around and gripping the doorframe.。