Deep affection knows no origin; remember the polar bear's love for you.

Why not say it in Chapter 119?

The short stretch of just over a hundred meters felt like an entire autumn had passed. When the sound of the babbling water reached her ears, Guo Mi felt relieved, knowing that her judgment had not been wrong.

The salmon stared blankly at the rushing water beside her. No matter how hard she tried, she never imagined that the water source she had been so desperately seeking was so close. If she and the fishbone had just taken a few more steps instead of circling around in place, they would have found the water source sooner, and none of this would have happened.

She turned to look at Guo Mi's back as she struggled to drag the fishbone, and suddenly realized how naive and innocent she was, far inferior to Guo Mi.

Guo Mi doesn't even need to stand still to sniff and track the scent to find the location of the water source!

Remembering his decision, the salmon couldn't help but waver. His eyes darted around before finally settling on the dying fish skeleton. Seeing how much pain it was in, he glanced at Guo Mi, and after a moment of hesitation, his gaze hardened again.

Guo Mi finally managed to get close to the shore with great effort. She wanted to drag the whole fish bone into the water, but then she felt it was not a good idea, fearing that it would choke to death. In the end, she chose to put the lower half of the bear's body into the water by leaning it against the shore.

She went into the water herself, and her furry paws, soaked in water, swelled up like water-absorbing sponges. She quickly raised her paws and hovered them above the fish's wide-open mouth.

The water droplets trickled down his paws and dripped into his mouth.

Its large paws were like a sponge full of water, and the amount of water flowing out was not small.

As soon as the water flowing down Guo Mi's claws stopped coming off, she immediately put her claws back in the water and then lifted her other claw to move closer.

The salmon watched her movements intently, memorizing every detail, trying to learn something.

The fish bones had already lost their basic ability to think. When the water dripped into their mouths, their parched tongues were as if it had been rained on after a long drought. They could only swallow it on instinct.

But he was lying on his side, so very little of the water dripping from Guo Mi's claws could be drunk; most of it spilled onto the ground and eventually disappeared into the soil.

Guo Mi could only frequently change the claws that were soaking in the water, constantly suspending them alternately above the fishbone's mouth. After doing this many times, both claws became sore and tired, and felt very heavy.

The only consolation is that Fishbone seems to be much better; at least his breathing isn't as labored as before.

Guo Mi breathed a sigh of relief, thankful that physical cooling methods hadn't become ineffective and there was still a chance.

Suddenly, another small claw emerged from beneath the large claw, and a thin string of water droplets dripped from its equally wet claw into the fishbone's mouth.

Turning her head, she saw that the salmon had somehow sat down next to her and was mimicking her actions by giving water to the fish bones.

Guo Mi's eyes darkened. She finally had time to ask her many questions, but then she noticed that the little bear was avoiding her gaze again.

I don't know how she developed this habit, but she and Fishbone always react this way whenever they do something wrong or feel like they've done something wrong.

It's not that they're avoiding their mistakes, because they apologize very quickly and never selectively admit to wrongdoing.

I feel scared—scared that she'll be angry, scared of being left behind, or just embarrassed.

The salmon sat there with its head drooping, its mouth slightly open, emitting soft "huffing" sounds. Its belly rose and fell rapidly. Even though it tried its best to control its gaze, it still stared blankly at its dripping claws several times, its eyes revealing longing.

"hehe……"

The panting grew louder and louder, and Guo Mi knew something was wrong. She quickly said:

"Salmon, go to the water."

The salmon slowly turned its head to look at her, its eyes somewhat unfocused, its pupils rolling dully.

Guo Mi guessed that she probably didn't have much of a thinking ability left, so she quickly ran over, grabbed her by the back of the neck, and dragged her into the water.

As soon as it entered the water, the salmon almost completely submerged its face, its tongue curling up to swallow large gulps of slightly murky water.

The sound of her swallowing could be heard all over the water source.

Guo Mi watched as she initially persisted, but eventually gave up and submerged her entire body in the water, which made her even more puzzled.

Once the salmon finally looked better, she asked:
"Why didn't you tell me?"

They both knew what was going on. This was the first time Guo Mi had spoken to them in such a cold tone, her voice laced with anger.

The salmon belatedly realized its fear and instinctively huddled up, retreating without uttering a word.

Every time Guo Mi saw them like this, she felt nothing but anger and helplessness.

Not having a mouth is never a good thing, because it's seen as a sign of refusing to communicate.

Caesar sometimes did this too.

No, he's not entirely like that. Occasionally he does grow a mouth, but it's better if he doesn't. Every word he utters is something you never want to hear a second time!

Is this a common problem for polar bears?!

Why isn't Slok there?!
Guo Mi shook her head to clear her mind of those random thoughts and focused her attention on the two little bears in front of her.

The salmon remained silent throughout, assuming that Guo Mi couldn't see it, while its eyes darted around, secretly looking at the fish bones.

She was worried about him.

Guo Mi looked down at the fish bones, her breathing becoming more even, though still intermittent. She couldn't help but marvel at how they were descendants of wild polar bears, living in a cruel, frigid world for generations. Even if they were physically weak as children, the power of their genes would slowly manifest as they grew up.

Having just suffered heatstroke to that extent, Guo Mi thought at first glance that there was probably no hope for him.

Dragging him into the pool was our last hope, but I didn't expect him to recover so quickly.

However, some of the damage caused by heatstroke is irreversible, and Guo Mi's heart, which had just felt a little lighter, sank again.

She's not in the mood to blame the salmon right now.

To be honest, she was more inclined to blame herself than the two little bears.

Her original age, plus the time she spent as a bear, is almost equal to the lifetime of a short-lived bear.

If she had spent more time thinking it over, or put more effort into paying attention to the two little bears, they wouldn't have been able to hide it from her.

But for some reason, she was always feeling tired and listless lately, and she didn't even spend time thinking like she used to.

Many things were overlooked.

As for the two bear cubs, Guo Mi guessed that the reason they hid the unbearable heat was probably because they were afraid of being abandoned.

Afraid that they would find them a burden, they endured their discomfort and tried their best to hide themselves, while obediently following her for such a long distance.

Ultimately, they are still cubs who haven't reached adulthood, and she isn't their biological mother bear, so she can't provide them with the same sense of security that Kaya would give them, ensuring they won't be abandoned.

Thinking of this, Guo Mi's initial anger dissipated considerably, leaving only helplessness in her heart.

Her teeth started to ache again. She glanced at the back of the fishbone's neck, where a faint trace of bright red seeped into the hair.

Guo Mi sighed again. Even though she was extremely careful, she still managed to bite through it.

The little one will probably be in pain and lethargic for quite a while after waking up.

She lowered her head and took a couple of sips of water, finally managing to calm her anxiety.

However, when the fishbone woke up, it stared at the salmon for a while, and then suddenly turned its head and said something to Guo Mi that completely overturned all her guesses!

The two bear cubs looked up at her expectantly and said in unison:

"Guo Mi, don't worry about us, let's go home."