Daylight shone bright, and the warm spring sun spilled over the windowsill.
Jiang Xian slept peacefully in bed. Half dreaming, she suddenly felt a cold wind brush her face, as though she were surrounded by ice and snow. She pulled the bedding around herself, but still could not block the bone-piercing chill, and inwardly frowned.
"Is it snowing?"
She opened her eyes to look, only to find a riot of flowers blooming outside the window, without a trace of drifting snow.
An ink-black Big Coal Ball was crouching on the dressing table by her bed, flapping its raised wings for all it was worth. The breeze it stirred carried a bone-deep chill.
Noticing that she had woken, Coal Ball stopped and bobbed its head to show off.
"Coo-chee, coo-chee~"
"Huh? How did you do that?"
Jiang Xian clearly had no idea why Coal Ball had suddenly evolved from a fan into an air conditioner. She sat up and cupped it in her hands, examining it from every angle.
Coal Ball was showing that it had learned what it had been taught and asking for a reward. Seeing the White-Haired Old Devil pretend not to know, its eyes filled with bewilderment, though that did not interfere with begging for food. It started bobbing its head again, acting cute to beg for breakfast.
Jiang Xian glanced at the sky and felt it was getting late. She was a little hungry herself, so she got out of bed and began getting ready to go out.
But while folding the bedding, she suddenly noticed a large patch of black stripes over the copy of Records of Immortal Xia and Strange Tales she had been halfway through reading last night.
Jiang Xian frowned and picked it up for a closer look. Every scene involving interactions