Gao Ming didn't touch the food he had made, placing a piece of cake in front of him. He counted his heartbeat, rubbing lightly at the calluses on his fingertips.,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!,The high official invited his parents into the house and went to get slippers, but just then he received a call from his mother.。