"Eighteen..." Gao Ming was twenty-six this year, the number of candles was wrong.,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.,A man in his twenties, over six feet tall and wearing a raincoat, appeared outside the door moments later. His face was grim as he scanned the surrounding doors.。