After being stepped on by Tuan Tuan a few times, Zheng Qing suddenly felt an urge rising within him, wanting to transform into a cat and stroll around the campus.
This feeling was so intense that he didn't wait for Fat Cat to have its fill of stepping for a full hour, he gave up a chicken leg and shooed it off his bunk.
Tuan Tuan was more than happy to oblige, without any hesitation, grabbed the chicken leg and ran off.
Although the season had already left winter behind, it still got dark relatively early. Around six in the evening, the campus was shrouded in a hazy dusk where one could hardly make out figures dozens of meters away—this was for humans.
For Zheng Qing, who had become a black cat, the dusk that was just setting in was perfect. His eyes wouldn't turn into yellow, glowing lanterns under the reflection of streetlights, and his figure could perfectly hide in the gauzy night, attracting no idle onlookers' meows.