「September 29, Sunday morning.」
The morning sun coated the side of the building in red, as if a pool of red ink had been spilled across the eastern horizon. Tuanzi sprawled in the hanging chair like a human, its four paws dotted with delicate pink paw pads.
Zhou Li was packing, with Huai Xu following him around.
"Why are you packing so much?"
"What else would I do?"
"Aren't I going with you guys? Whatever you need, just tell me to come back and get it. It's faster than searching through your bag."
"…Forget it."
Zhou Li had a lightweight, thin orange foldable bag. It was a waterproof freebie Old Zhou and Aunt Jiang had gotten when they bought a hiking bag. Since Brother Nan said to put their stuff in the saddlebags, Zhou Li thought this bag would be the most suitable.
Backpacks were too angular.
After packing, Zhou Li threw his bag on the sofa and went out to the balcony to look at Tuanzi, unable to resist poking her paw pads.
"What will you do this week?"
