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It was just one step away from being a mystic black cat. There is only a one-word difference between "mystic cat" and "freak cat," and how it longed for a cool title. A mystic black cat, pitch-black all over, wards off evil and brings good omens! But its black coat was incomplete, marred by a single snow-white hind leg. Instead of being an auspicious symbol, it was seen as a freak.\n\nDriven away by the villagers, it ended up under a large tree behind the village, unexpectedly locking eyes with a woman weeping bitterly in the shadows.\n\nThe woman, teary-eyed, froze for a long while before hesitantly reaching out to stroke its unusual white leg. "Maoya... my little fluff, did you come to see me?" the woman murmured.\n\nMaoya? Was this the cool name it had been longing for?\n\nFor a moment, it did not know whether to resist. Seeing it stay perfectly still, the woman pulled it tightly into her embrace. Its fur was very thick, thick enough to catch the woman's tears.\n\nOver time, it noticed that the villagers did not quite like this woman. Was it because her voice was too loud? Because she always cried at night? Or because she had taken in an unlovable cat like itself?\n\nWang Xiulian never knew that the cat once snuck away, simply to spare her any more trouble. But just as it reached the village entrance, it overheard some idlers chatting. They said that in this region, folks called their most precious boys "Haidan," their little rascals, and their most beloved daughters "Maoya," their fluffy sweethearts.\n\nHearing this, it turned right around and trotted briskly back into Wang Xiulian's arms.\n\nIt was the best name it could have ever waited for.