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Midnight Maine Coon: My Owner Is Fate
Midnight Maine Coon: My Owner Is Fate Plot:
Lin Xiaoman, a burnout office worker driven to collapse by marriage pressure, picks up a wounded Maine Coon named "Yebai" outside a convenience store late at night. This cat seems to read minds—when she works overtime, it paws at her keyboard to close work documents; when she cries in the bathroom, it brings her favorite jasmine flowers; even when she's harassed by a sleazy man, it suddenly fluffs up and scratches the back of his hand. Until one midnight, Lin is woken by the cat's licking and finds a man in dark green brocade standing by her bed—his red mole at the corner of his eye matches the stripe on Yebai's forehead exactly. The man's voice trembles: "In my past life, I was your sword attendant. I took a fatal blow for you, and now I've become a cat to find you." It turns out Yebai is her lover from a past life, who couldn't keep the promise of "growing old with you" and was reborn as a cat to find her. When the midnight bell rings and the man's figure gradually appears, Lin finally understands—this cat is her "fated owner" across lifetimes.
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