Night like a poem

On a rainy night of July 15th, Qin Sisi brought home a shivering stray cat. Since then, her life underwent a profound change…
"Come sleep with me."
"No way!"
"Didn't we always sleep together before?"
"Back then you were just a cat."
"I can still be a cat now."
As the words fell, the tall figure vanished, leaving a black and sleek cat, lazily curled up at the head of the bed. Its deep, purple eyes slightly narrowed, it let out a lazy, adorable meow at her, “Meow…”
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Adopting A Stray Cat By The Road

Qin Sisi couldn't help but marvel, "This cloak feels like it generates its own heat."


Ye You chuckled lightly, "That's right, it does produce its own heat."


"Really?" Qin Sisi gasped in disbelief, even though she could feel the warmth spreading through the cloak. Still, she found it hard to believe.


Ye You patiently explained, "This is made from the silk of the Icefield Black Rose spider. Not only is it light and sturdy, but it also miraculously keeps a steady temperature of around twenty-three degrees."


Qin Sisi remembered reading in a book that twenty-three degrees is the most comfortable temperature for humans. The fact that this material can maintain such a temperature without fluctuating was truly astonishing.


Then, Qin Sisi realized a phrase Ye You had said: Icefield Black Rose spider silk. After a few moments, Qin Sisi was shocked once again. "Are you saying that the Icefield Black Rose is a kind of spider? And this cloak is made from its silk?"


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