Thinking about this, Cissa grew increasingly depressed.
The more he thought, the more agitated he became.
Especially with Su Yan sleeping in his arms like this.
It made him even more frustrated.
But in the end, he didn't wake her up to ask for clarity.
He just placed her on his belly.
And held her as he fell asleep.
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Early the next morning, when Su Yan woke up, she didn't see Cissa.
She lay there on the straw, alone.
She thought Cissa must have gone to pick fruits.
Just like every other day.
But after sitting there waiting for an hour, no one came.
Feeling puzzled, she walked out of the cave.
The rain last night had left the mud on the ground wet.
Looking along the door, she saw the large footprints of a bear, one after another on the ground.
They were particularly clear.
The identity of the footprints was obvious.
Su Yan followed the footprints.
The path was winding, leading all the way to the creek.
There she saw the White Bear soaking in the creek.
