"Come, eat cake. Your dad and I got it back in the pouring rain," Mom said after washing her hands. She carefully opened the cake packaging and inserted eighteen candles on top.,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!,Let me know if you'd like me to translate something else!。