The next day was Monday.
It also happened to be the first day of March.
There were still five days until the Awakening of Insects, yet the weather had unexpectedly turned cold, forming a stark contrast with the warmth before the Ghost Festival. It was as though a great swarm of Yin Spirits had truly returned to the world at night to visit their descendants, bringing with them the chill of the underworld.
Zheng Qing, who had "happened" to pass by Sanyou Bookstore the night before, had neither overheard the conversation between the Yellow Flower Cat and the gentleman in the display window nor seen the vice dean of Edge Academy, who had gone to visit Dr. Duzem after Zheng Qing left the Institute of Abnormal Life. After reminding Hank to strike the Tuning Fork every day, Zheng Qing had returned to school in a daze.
It was only after receiving a paper crane from Qingqiu Mansion that he remembered the Little White Cat he had left behind in the fox den.
There were too many things to worry about, and Su Shijun had always seemed exceptionally reliable. So this probably did not count as too terrible a mistake, right? Zheng Qing consoled himself inwardly, though he guiltily dug out the bottle of Energy Potion he had bought a few days earlier from his Gray Cloth Bag and stuffed it into his pocket.
Compared with those two accidents, another minor accident happened that day.
When Zheng Qing got up that morning for his morning exercises, he was surprised to find that Dylan's large black Coffin had somehow reappeared on his bed. Its lid was tightly shut, and through the thick wood, Zheng Qing could not tell whether the Vampire Werewolf with his unstable blood temperature was lying inside.
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