Chapter 147: Draft ④

He just hadn’t expected that he would end up waiting until nightfall.

Night.

Xiu stood at the door wearing a black robe; behind him was a steam tricycle loaded with daily necessities.

The late autumn evening wind was chilly. He was wearing only the black robe and a fake collar. As the wind blew against him now, he felt nothing but a hollow emptiness underneath.

Xiu hesitated and withdrew his hand.

No, I should probably put some clothes on after all. Even if I get chafed red, it’s still better than—

Snap.

The kerosene lamp inside the room was suddenly lit. Warm yellow light filtered through the crack in the door, illuminating the hem of Xiu’s robe.

Xiu suddenly felt a chill run down his spine.

Driven by the instinct of self-preservation, he reached out and opened the door.

Creak—

The wooden door was pushed open.

A palm-sized little black cat sat on the bed, its feline eyes glowing with an eerie green light in the darkness, staring straight at him.

“Xiu,” Wen Chu said softly.

“I thought you didn’t want me anymore.”