Before dawn, Ethan returned home.
As usual, he pushed open a crack in Miss Keroy's door and saw a cozy scene: the little hen curled up on the bed, with her head buried under her wing, sleeping soundly, while an open alchemy parchment book lay next to the pillow, calming his anxious heart.
However, when he returned to the master bedroom, the sight inside once again made his heart leap to his throat.
Zhaocai was still awake, sitting at the bedside, staring straight at him.
For some reason, Ethan immediately felt as if he'd been caught fooling around.
The cat stared at him for a while, said nothing, turned around, walked to the pillow, and patted the soft fabric with her paw.
Zhaocai was becoming increasingly clingy, to the point that she couldn't sleep without being cuddled and soothed; this was not a good trend. Yet, despite this, Ethan felt wide awake.
