The living room lights shone on the pale yellow tablecloth, making it appear incredibly warm. Dad and Mom entered with a cake in hand.,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.,As the passengers on the bus gradually dwindled, around 1 a.m., the bus inexplicably stopped in a tunnel. Gao Ming took off his headphones and stood up to check, discovering that there was only himself left on the bus, not even the driver.。