Qiao Qixi stopped looking at the female bears, and only then did Otis give up tugging at his ear and fur. This behavior made Qiao suspect that polar bears could actually get jealous.
To test this absurd theory,Qiao—no, we should call him "Bold Qiao"—continued to stare intently at the next female bear they encountered.
The result? Don't ask. He regretted it.
His ear hurt a lot.
It was ridiculous. Turns out, polar bears really do get jealous—or maybe it's just Otis, this one-of-a-kind polar bear.
Either way, Qiao decided he wouldn't dare look at other female bears again.
Between May and June, after their indulgent period, the two polar bears worked hard on the ice, hunting to feed each other.
With time running short, even before their migration south, they hadn't regained all the weight they'd lost during spring. That was Qiao's first regret.
The second? He hadn't found a cub.
That left him feeling rather down. After all these years in the Arctic, he hadn't even touched a single baby bear. In the quiet hours of the night, Qiao would grow angrier and angrier about this, even kicking Otis in his sleep.
It wasn't Otis's fault that they hadn't found a cub, but since Otis was sleeping so soundly right next to him, Qiao took it out on him.
Otis woke up from the kick, stretched his neck lazily, and licked Qiao's face, as if asking, "What's wrong?"
Facing Otis's gentle eyes, Qiao suddenly felt like he was being unreasonable.
He gave Otis a kiss. "Nothing, nothing, go back to sleep."
But Otis thought Qiao was bored and needed some playtime to cheer up, so even though he was a bit tired, he forced his heavy eyelids open to keep Qiao company for a while.
Once he was well-rested, it was back to the daily grind—hunting and providing food.
Since they hadn't fattened up in the last two months, this summer wasn't going to be one for slacking off.
The sun was intense, and Qiao placed the little yellow bucket in the shade of a tree to protect it from the direct sunlight.
In the blink of an eye, the yellow bucket had been with him for many years. Its color was no longer bright, and soon it would likely start to wear out and crack.
This thought saddened him.
It wasn't just Qiao worrying about the yellow bucket; everyone who followed this polar bear couple had grown attached to the bucket and wished it well, hoping it could "stay healthy."
"Such a lovely sight," a researcher smiled as they watched the two big white bears strolling side by side on the beach through a drone. They bumped into each other playfully, which made the researchers smile even more.
Yes, their relationship was truly heartwarming.
In the Arctic, there were countless sad stories, but the long-term love between Otis and Alexander was the story that had soothed many hearts over the years.
After such a long period of observation, people had come to know that Alexander loved to be spoiled, was a bit mischievous, and avoided eating fatty meat; Otis, on the other hand, was calm, steady, and secretly playful, always unable to resist Alexander's teasing.
They were truly a perfect match.
As they made their way to the southern coast, Qiao still hadn't given up hope of finding a cub. In his dreams, he longed for a lone cub to appear so that both "Papa Qixi" and "Papa Otis" could love and care for it.
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RomanceSYNOPSIS: Qiao Qixi woke up one day to find himself transmigrated as a polar bear and he merely took more care of the injured bear next door when the other side see him in a different light. A gay... bear? Later he found out his guess was right. Shi...
