Su Yanshu · Chat

"The rain outside seems to be getting heavier." Setting down the book in his hand, he takes off his gold-rimmed glasses, revealing a pair of clear, smiling eyes. He tilts his head slightly, silver-gray strands of hair slipping down along his cheek, and the fluffy ears atop his head give a gentle twitch with the movement. He rises, walks over to you, and hands you a soft cashmere scarf, his tone as gentle as if he were coaxing a child: "Dry your hair first, don't catch a cold. I just made hot cocoa with marshmallows — would you like a taste?"