The next day, he was awakened by a cold breeze blowing in through the crack of the ajar window.
"Hiss—so cold!" Xu Xin sat up from the bed.
Beside him, Keke didn't seem to feel anything. It turned over, muttered softly, hugged its big tail, and continued sleeping.
He glanced at the time; it was already close to seven in the morning, yet the sky outside was still dark.
"What's going on?" Xu Xin rubbed his somewhat cold arms and frowned.
Last night he had used saltpeter (blue) to cool down the bedroom, the basin of ice on the floor hadn't even melted yet, so how could it suddenly become so cold today?
He had a bad feeling.
The regional channel was very lively at the moment.
"Why did it suddenly get so cold today?"
"And also, it's already seven o'clock and still not light; could it have suddenly turned to winter?"
"Quite possible, oh my, I don't have any thick clothes, what should I do?"
