280. Fever

The next day, Dylan looked at the door curiously. It was already 9 AM. Normally, Anna would have already woken up at this time and come to pay him a visit. They would have breakfast together from time to time.

Not to mention, they promised to help Anna to clean up and moved to his apartment today.

But Anna's shadow couldn't even be seen.

"Shall we check on her, Kitty?" Dylan asked as he patted the cat's head beside him.

"Meow." Kitty nodded. He also wanted to see Anna.

"Let's go."

The two of them got out of the apartment, armed with thick clothes. Kitty didn't really need these thick coat. His fur was more than enough to keep himself warm. At least, he didn't feel cold if they were not playing in the snow.

Knock! Knock!

"Sister Anna?" Dylan called.

There was no answer.

"Meow?" is she still sleeping?