The cat rolled its eyes, decided to ignore the Crow, and continued its standoff with Qingmu.
"Wow, are you guys trying to be cool? Getting all big, do you think I can't do it?"
The Crow cawed and suddenly flapped its wings forcefully. A strong wind swept through the void, howling and engulfing Qingmu and the cat, almost shattering Mama Yao's dream space.
"Be careful," Qingmu said, using his Mental Power to block the spatial distortion caused by the Crow.
The cat also stretched out its paw to protect her. At least Mama Yao's space wasn't destroyed by the Crow's wings.
The Crow in the void suddenly grew larger, like a prehistoric giant bird, its outstretched wings blotting out the sky. It landed beside the cat with a whoosh and said smugly:
"See? I can do it too!"
The cat pouted and ignored him.
The Crow, somewhat disgruntled, wriggled closer and said, "Hey, look at me, look at my feathers, aren't they black?"
Without waiting for the cat's reaction, he answered his own question, "Black!"
"You know what? I used to think about this a lot: why are all the other things in the world colorful, or at least have some other color, but why am I the only one who's so black? As black as night!"
"I prayed again and again, 'Oh God, give me some white, don't let me live in a black world forever!' My piety really moved God, God answered me, Guagua, God really answered me, guess what God said?"
The cat rolled its eyes at him again.
The Crow said, " God said, 'I gave you all the black, and you possess half the world. I also gave another fellow all the white, and she possesses the other half of the world.'"
The cat seemed not to understand what he meant. It tilted its head and thought for a moment, looking at his shiny black feathers and then at its own Ruxue -white fur.
The Crow fluttered its wings excitedly, " God said that all black will eventually meet all white, and black and white will create the most beautiful world, just as the interweaving of night and day created all things in the world."
"You must understand, black is born for white, and white exists for black. The deepest black in the world and the most beautiful white in the world will eventually have a romantic encounter. Guess what kind of romance it will be?"
The cat looked completely bewildered, while Qingmu was nearly laughing himself to death.
The Crow said, "The most romantic encounter in the world is in a person's dream... I am your black, you are my white..."
As he said this, he folded his wings around, trying to envelop the white cat's body.
The white cat finally understood, let out a disdainful meow, and unleashed its spiritual power, sweeping the Crow's wings aside.
The Crow, as if burned, let out a miserable cawing and fell straight down, its head lolling to the side, looking as if it had suffered a stroke and died suddenly.
The cat was startled and glanced at Qingmu. Qingmu immediately stopped smiling and put on a sorrowful expression, as if Crow had really died.
The cat leaned closer, bringing its head close to the Crow's head, and gently touched it with its whiskers.
The Crow trembled a few times, Guagua and laughed, "Caw, your whiskers are so itchy, caw ha ha!"
The cat stretched out its paw and stomped hard on his foot.
The Crow was in real pain now, clutching its belly and squawking in agony.
The white cat ignored him, standing proudly to the side, letting him put on his show all by himself.
When the Crow saw that the cat wasn't buying it, it lost interest, folded its wings, and cautiously approached the cat, swaying back and forth. The cat's sapphire-blue eyes glared at it, and the crow stopped, standing there with an awkward smile.
Qingmu shook his head and said, "You're a bird, not a cat."
The Crow said, "Caw! Your narrow-minded racial consciousness is outdated! If you don't progress, you'll be eliminated in the wave of globalization and unification."
"Oh, so the macaw at the car dealership owner thinks the same way?"
"Ahem... um... quack... well, Greenfeather and I are just ordinary friends." The Crow glanced furtively at the white cat, and seeing that her expression hadn't changed, it composed itself. "Besides, black and green don't really go well together, black and white are a better match, aren't they?"
Qingmu was utterly speechless.
This Crow has spent far too much time in bars; it probably doesn't even know the meaning of shame anymore. He suddenly thought of Bi Shenghua, who grew up in bars but remained untainted by their surroundings. Aside from a slight tendency towards violence, she was truly impeccable. How could there be such a vast difference between humans and birds!
"You two chat here, I'm going in to take a look," Qingmu said.
"Oh, what? Where are you going?" the Crow asked.
Qingmu used his Mental Power to guide the area the cat was guarding.
Now the Crow saw it too and exclaimed in surprise, "Wow, there's a dark area! What kind of method is this? Who did it? What's inside?"
Qingmu said, "I don't know, that's why I need to go and see."
The white cat looked at Qingmu warily, seemingly understanding what Qingmu meant.
The Crow sensed the white cat's change in demeanor and said ingratiatingly, "Ahem... um... the dark area is someone's privacy. It's not good for you to spy on someone's privacy, is it, Little White?"
The cat haughtily turned her head away, clearly displeased that the Crow had called her "Little White."
"Uh... Little White... White?... Big White?... Tai Bai?... Li Bai?... Oh, Guagua, what White...?"
The Crow seemed unhappy no matter what the white cat meowed, and scratched its head irritably with its claws.
Qingmu said, "Can't you use your imagination? Does 'white' necessarily have to be called 'white'? You can't even use a metaphor?"
The Crow suddenly realized and said, "Right, right, just like how black I am, you don't call me Little Blackie, but Boss Coal. It shows how black I am, and it also sounds domineering!"
He thought for a long time, then said, "My name is Boss Coal, so you'll be called... Salt Boss?"
The cat didn't even bother to roll its eyes anymore.
Undeterred, the Crow continued, "... Boss Yu?... Boss Tofu?... Um, tofu? Tofu Beauty? Ah... Tofu Beauty! This one's good! So fair and beautiful!"
He secretly went to look at the cat and found that its face was full of disgust and loathing, indicating that it didn't like the names.
Qingmu said, "You can keep thinking about it. I'm going in. But you have to keep an eye on her for me, don't let her have a mental breakdown, and don't let this dream collapse."
The Crow nodded, then suddenly jumped up in fright. "What? Self-destruct! Who... who wants to self-destruct?"
He looked at the white cat, "Oh, please don't do anything foolish! A cat as beautiful as you is one of a kind in the whole world. If you die, how many people will be heartbroken? Honestly, if anything happens to you, I won't live either..."
Qingmu couldn't listen any longer, so he withdrew his Mental Power and stepped past the white cat.
He withdrew his Mental Power, and the white cat's Mental Power suddenly expanded. At this moment, the Crow was not to be outdone; it spread its wings and caught the cat's Mental Power.
As Qingmu entered that dark realm, he could still hear the Crow and the book saying, "Oh, hug, baby!... Ah, no! Don't get excited, I didn't mean anything by it, I just wanted to protect you... oh no... protect this dream... quack... don't touch me... your claws are so sharp... Guagua..."