The afternoon sun filtered through the half-drawn curtains, casting soft patterns of light and shadow across the room.
Fat Cat woke first.
She poked her head out from beside Chen Shi'an's feet, gave a huge yawn, and stretched luxuriously.
Seeing that all four were still asleep, Cat jumped off the bed and padded elegantly to the window. She pulled the curtain aside a little with her paw and narrowed her eyes at the unfamiliar city outside.
"Meow."
She called out.
Nobody paid her any attention.
"Meow, meow."
Still nobody paid her any attention.
Displeased, Fat Cat jumped back onto the bed and stepped over each of the four lazy pigs in turn.
First she stepped on Li Wanyin, who rolled over;
then on Wen Zhixia, who smacked her lips and mumbled;
then on Lin Meng Qiu, who frowned and buried her face in Chen Shi'an's arms.
Just as Fat Cat leaped up to stomp hard on the Taoist, Chen Shi'an opened his eyes. Fat Cat froze in midair, unable to come down.
"Meow."
"...What are you trying to do? Stomp me to death?"
"Meow, meow."
Chen Shi'an felt around for his phone on the bedside table. The screen lit up. It was already 3:02 p.m.
He stretched, casually scooped Fat Cat out of the air, and vigorously rubbed her big head.
Fat Cat kicked his hand away disdainfully, then scampered off to find something to eat.
"Sister Wanyin, Little Cicada, Class Monitor, wake up. It's three. Don't we still have apartments to look at?"
Chen Shi'an woke the three soundly sleeping girls one by one.
"Mmm..."
Li Wanyin woke first. She rubbed her eyes and sat up, her long hair falling over her shoulders. Her drowsy expression gave her a languid allure beyond her usual charm.
"Shi'an, what time is