early winter.Li Qin's hand reached out to touch the tendril of the climbing tiger.This is a side door, it's closed.The cleaning lady sweeping leaves by the side reminded me.Li Qin came back to her se...ssary."Huo Mingzheng supported himself on the glass of the floor-to-ceiling window with one hand, as if doing so would ease the heat swelling in his chest. It proved to be useless; a single word from...