In his third year of university, Song Yu rented a cheap apartment off campus. His mysterious roommate was a man who always wore turtleneck sweaters.
During his first week there, he noticed fine silver-white fur everywhere: on the sofa, on the carpet, even in his bed.
One night, half asleep, Song Yu rolled over and brushed his arm against something fluffy. It felt just like a fox’s tail.
The next second, a low, hoarse voice came from the darkness:
“Had enough?”
“Keep moving around, and you won’t get any sleep tonight.”
The theme: An encounter and companionship across species, warming each other’s lonely souls.
