coming in short, erratic bursts, her fingers clutching at the man's sleeve with all her might.Tears rolled into the slightly open collar, burning into the man's flesh.Hu Mingzheng clenched his hands...Xiaoyi pushed open the window, letting fresh air flow into the room. looked at the pillow, there was a single black short hair.Huo Mingzheng's bedding is changed daily, and there is no hair left over from before.So last night, Huo Mingzheng slept a whole night with he...