A World Worth Protecting

I was born on the day when the clouds came.

My mother told me that a fire broke out under the sky that day, burning the clouds and throwing the whole world into a sea of ​​flames.

On that day, most of my ethnic group died, and it was on that day that I was born.

I don't have a name. In my ethnic group, names seem to have no effect. Some... just how to survive in this cruel world!

I don’t know why, we who never kill will always become the prey of others. Humans like to hunt us, peel off our skins and make them into their clothes.

The blood on the skin can be washed away, but can the dead air stained on it be washed away...

Cut off our horns and make what they call a souvenir.

But we are weak, what qualifications can we have to become souvenirs?

Drink our blood raw, because it seems that it can cure some of their diseases.

But the dagger that pierced our heart, and the warm blood released, used all our lives while healed!

So from the time I was born, I have always been afraid, always avoiding, and always alert, but these are obviously not enough...Because this world belongs to steel, belongs to human beings, and belongs to the majestic city barriers established.

It is also because I seem to be a little special. My body fur is white, which is different from all of my people. My horns are also white, even my eyes!

And this difference, after I was discovered once, brought me endless catastrophe...

It was also this catastrophe that let me know, on the day I was born, why did the sky fire that my mother said came from? It is a weapon, a weapon that is said to...can destroy the world.

The reason why I know this is because I cannot escape the arrangement of fate. In this catastrophe, the race abandoned me and my mother abandoned me, because my existence seems to be the source of the demise of the entire race.

I want to run, I want to chase, but I dare not... Since I was born, I have been cautious, so I dare not shout loudly, nor run fast, because the sound of running will put me in deeper danger .

Until, after being abandoned, I became the trophy of a person whose name I don't know.

What he needs is not a dead skin, not a blood without temperature, but a living me, that is a gift, a gift for the city lord.

So... after being hungry for a long time, I was sent to the city and became one of the so-called strange beasts in the backyard of the city lord.

I sometimes think, I’m lucky, although I have lost my freedom, lost my ethnicity, and been raised here, but here I don’t need to hide, I don’t need to be afraid, and I don’t have time to run. Besides... I am here. , And some friends.

Among my friends, there are wise old apes, aggressive little tigers, and charming foxes. As for the others...I don't like them because they are too fierce.

The old ape is a very strange guy, he is very old, his whole body is wrinkled, he likes to sit cross-legged on the hill, he likes to put some stones around, he likes to have a fixed day every year, calling us to celebrate his birthday.

It said, this is called birthday.

And it seems to be here for a long, long time, so that it seems to know a lot of things and become an omniscient existence in the backyard.

Xiaohu is different from it. Xiaohu likes fighting very much. He seems to work hard to become the overlord of the yard. It is also that it allows me to be free from bullying. At the same time, it also has a hobby, which is to like water. It once said that he is old. Later, if it can be buried in the waterfall pool, it must be very good.

As for Ah Hu... Although I am a friend, I don’t really like some of its things. It was sent after me. After coming here, she likes to send her hair to other strange beasts, and every one The strange beast with its fur seemed to be very happy.

But I am worried that one day it will be bald, and I have discovered a secret to it. The guy with the most hair will often die silently soon after.

But in any case, we are friends, so I don’t want the hair she gave me.

I thought that my whole life might be to go to the ruins in this yard, maybe one day, I could become a wise man like the old ape, until I met... she.

It was a little girl, who seemed to be only three to five years old, with a cute expression, trying to pretend to look like a small adult, except...a little fat baby.

But her eyes are bright, like stars.

There is a middle-aged man with white hair next to her. Their clothes are different from everyone in this world. I don’t know how to describe it, but the wisest old ape in the backyard tells me that it’s called Fairy.

I don't know what a fairy is, but I know that the arrival of the white-haired man made the city lord who looked like the sky in my eyes trembling and bowed down, like a servant.

This may not be a big deal, but if it is all the city lord of this world who is kneeling there, then the meaning... is different.

"My daughter, I want to write a book, so I brought her here to find materials." This was the words the white-haired man said to the countless city lord who bowed down.

I understand what the book is, but what the material means, I don’t understand, but it’s okay, the wise old ape explained everything for me, but it’s a pity...Even if I look hard at the little girl, she can pass by the backyard , Did not notice my existence.

This is our first meeting, and it is also the beginning of my lifelong company...because the little girl I thought would disappear from my eyes fell down while jumping and running happily.

Her father did not support her, but stared gently, watching the little girl get up by herself, but at that moment, I didn’t know what force was pushing, maybe it was the purity of the little girl, or maybe it was After she got up, she tried hard not to cry, but the tears flowed down.

So I walked over, and in the astonishment of all the friends around, and the panic of all the surrounding city owners, I came to her and licked the tears from the corners of her eyes.

It seemed to be my tongue that made her feel itchy, so the little girl chuckles, with some curiosity in her eyes, she stroked the hair on my head with her little hand.

Very comfortable.

"Daddy, this little white deer, can you give it to me?" The little girl turned her head and looked at the white-haired middle-aged person. I also turned my head and looked over.

From the white-haired middle-aged eyes, I saw my figure, a white young deer.

This is me, perhaps the effect of the weapon at birth, I...after I have grown to a certain level, I ceased to grow and remain in the state of a larva forever.

But for some reason, the eyes of the middle-aged in white seem to contain some other meanings. I don't know what it is, but it doesn't matter, because he nodded.

This is the first time I have left here since entering the backyard.

When I left, I bid farewell to the old ape, and I told him that I might not be able to come back for the next birthday. The old ape said it was okay and we would meet again.

Although the old ape's eyes were deeper when he said this, as if he had seen the future, far, far away...but I didn't care, because I knew that his eyes were not very good.

As for Xiaohu, he went to fight again, so my farewell was unsuccessful, but Ahhu cried. It seems that when he finally parted, it sent me hair, I still didn't want it, so I cried very sadly.

But I am not sad, because I left the city lord’s mansion and wandered through the world with the little girl and her father.

"Little Bailu, let me give you a name, your name is...Xiao Baibai!"

I like the name very much, just about to nod, but her father spoke from the side.

"No."

"Why dad."

"..." The middle-aged man didn't say a word, but the little girl kept asking, and finally he seemed a little helpless.

"Because Dad doesn't like the word white."

"Then call it a baby." The little girl pouted, but soon thought of a new name, holding my head, her mouth kept talking.

So, I got a name, this name, called Bao Bao.

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Let’s make up for it, let’s blow it up by the way, and see if a few fellow daoists are still asleep.