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.,"I still can't understand why this is happening. Am I crazy, or is the world crazy" Gao Ming opened the closet and took out the restraints used for mentally ill patients. He skillfully bound his father and mother together.,Their mouths slowly opened wide. The father and mother, bound in the bedroom, saw Gao Ming, their eyes flashing with bloodshot veins. They looked like fish tossed ashore, desperately shaking their bodies. As they struggled violently, a hoarse voice began to come from their throats—Stay here!。