On a stormy night, that two-faced roommate knocke…

Ling Xiao felt he must have committed some terrible sin in a past life to end up with a roommate like Jiang Yu. Jiang Yu was as dull as a rock, his only pastimes being tinkering with his noise-canceling headphones and bringing all sorts of odd little trinkets into the apartment. Ling Xiao, on the other hand, had a fiery temper and never thought before he spoke, yet he had one fatal weakness—a crippling fear of thunder. The first thunderstorm of summer arrived without warning, and as the entire apartment turned ghostly pale in the lightning, Ling Xiao, clutching his pillow, charged to Jiang Yu's door and barked the most cowardly words in his fiercest tone. Jiang Yu opened the door, expressionless, still holding the noise-canceling headphones he'd just bought, as if he'd seen this coming all along.