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The thunder seemed to have never stopped that night, yet the heavy rain came and went intermittently.
Inside the house, Lin An had unknowingly dozed off on the curtain, exhausted. The black cat painted on the curtain, not counting its tail, measured over two meters in length. As Lin An slept, he rubbed against it subconsciously, as if he could feel a soft, warm, and fluffy touch.
It was as if he was sleeping on the back of a black cat.
That night, he had a dream where the black cat on the curtain suddenly came to life, leaped off the canvas, into his heart, and it seemed, into another dimension.
The black cat pranced and ran, accompanied by a dark golden light, it climbed out from the balcony and leapt onto the outer wall of the building.
The city's skyscrapers appeared like a forest of tall towers, Lin An held onto the black cat's neck, letting it carry him through the forest as they rushed on.
