Heavy rain beat against the windowpane, and the howling wind outside formed a stark contrast with the steaming hot dishes inside.,The lights flickered back on, Gao Ming's back was already soaked with cold sweat. He took the candles one by one, wiped them clean, and put them in a metal box, which already held many candles.,There's no other way, Gao Ming could only try to clear the game he designed himself.。