Chapter 29 Heartbeat Roulette_1

The shop was closed for the weekend, and Mu You was able to sleep in without setting an alarm, something he had not been able to do for the past week.

When he opened his eyes, it was already two in the afternoon.

Getting up, he saw the British Shorthair sprawled out on the other side of his bed. Its mouth was slightly open, tongue sticking out, limbs curled up, exposing its belly. It resembled a dead animal in its sleep.

"Cola, wake up!"

Mu You gave its face a pat, unmoving.

He massaged its belly with both hands, only provoking louder snores.

"How deep are you sleeping?"

Mu You was speechless.

It seemed that the cat was truly exhausted. It had been a rough ten days on the streets. It probably hadn't had a chance to sleep peacefully. Its spirit had been on edge for so long that, now in a safe environment, all of its previous weariness came rushing in, causing it to sleep like the dead.