The oil lamp stayed lit for the entire night, until the sun rose on the 25th, and the little cat scurried out of its nest, climbing up Chen Zhou's pant leg onto his knee.
During the climb, the kitten's sharp claws got stuck in the fabric and couldn't be pulled out, making it anxiously meow, which finally woke him up.
Waking up was like coming out of a hangover, with a faint headache in Chen Zhou's head.
Having leaned over the chair all night, his lower back also felt uncomfortable.
Summoning up his energy, he removed the kitten from his lap and, with heavy, slow steps, made his way to the kitchen door.
As the one-year island anniversary approached, the sky remained sullen, a drizzle was falling outside, and the platform was damp.
Cold air kept pouring into the kitchen, where Lai Fu lay at the doorway, and upon hearing Chen Zhou getting up, it stood up, stretched lazily, and cozied up to its owner, rhythmically wagging its tail.
"A new day has begun."
