Long after the last crack, the world returned to a silvery white.
Not long ago, there were dinosaurs grazing and rushing everywhere, and the lively scenes of chasing and frolicking were like a dream, dissipating in this silvery white. A neat "one" character was torn apart on the ground, and the place that was originally a flat land turned into a steep cliff. On the other side of the cliff is exactly where they came from. It's too far away to see anything clearly.
Beside the cliff, there was a sound first, and then another, Bai chirped intermittently.
It was the voice calling for a mate.
Meng Jiuzhao didn't know how to comfort him.
The cliff was too steep, almost a straight crack, Bai couldn't go down. For three whole days, he stayed by the cliff without leaving an inch. Baihui would regularly find food for Louis and Meng Jiuzhao, and the rest of the time was devoted to calling Black.
The food around the cliff was very limited, and Bai gave all the food he could find to the cubs. After days of grief and food shortage, by the fourth day, Bai looked very weak. In the evening, he collapsed without warning.
"Chirp chirp! Chirp chirp!" Louie felt bad instinctively. He carefully jumped onto Bai's neck, which he always loved the most. The soles of his feet tried to grab Bai's feathers to keep his balance, but the thick and flexible feathers were caught by him. Scattered one after another. Louie was terrified and thought he had done something wrong, so he jumped down quickly.
He thought he would be scolded, but Bai still ignored him.
"Chirp?" Lu Yi looked at Meng Jiuzhao in confusion. He lowered his head to look at his paws, but only saw a round, furry belly. During his movements, the feathers he grabbed earlier scattered all over the ground.
Meng Jiuzhao's mind went blank.
He stood up carefully and touched Bai's nose: he was still breathing, and his body was still warm, but—
Bai is too weak, and the hair loss disease that was gradually improving is getting worse and worse. Now, there is no need to pull it hard, and it will scatter a feather with almost a light touch. The bare skin is exposed to the cold air, and it quickly becomes stiff.
Meng Jiuzhao pulled Louis' wings.
Louis seems to have an innate understanding of what Meng Jiuzhao wants to do.
They dug a deep hole in the snow and rolled Bai into it. Carefully sealed the surrounding area, Louis and Meng Jiuzhao carefully stuffed themselves in.
Bai's body was not as warm as usual, and the hard skin without the feathers was not comfortable at all, but Meng Jiuzhao still clung to him very tightly, and they wanted to use their bodies to keep Bai warm. Louis, who was already very good at running, took on the important task of supporting his family. He could always find crunchy grass and other inconspicuous little fruits, and stuff them into Bai's big mouth together with Meng Jiuzhao.
Even more terrifying at night.
There was a dead silence on the ice field, and Meng Jiuzhao almost felt that he was the only human left in this world. Whenever this time came, Louis would chirp in a low voice. Meng Jiuzhao would feel much more at ease.
Pulling Louis' fur, the two cautiously got closer to Bai.
In the hearts of the cubs, as long as they are by their father's side, they are the safest.
In the afternoon of the next day, when Meng Jiuzhao and Lu Yi worked together to stuff crunchy grass into Bai's mouth, those big round eyes opened.
Tears flowed from those big eyes.
He struggled to stand up, broke through the snow nest that had covered him before, and hugged the two cubs in vain.
"Baby, Louie, Black, Black, he—"
He choked up crying.
With tears in his eyes, Bai looked towards the direction of the cliff, where his partner Blake appeared in front of him in a state of embarrassment...
Hey
Black
"Blake... why are you bald too?"
The crying stopped abruptly.