What does death mean?

Da Mao raised his face, looking at the bright sun in the sky, with a few wisps of white clouds beside it, like rising white vapor, adding a different color to the azure sky.

Because of the fact that he was neutered, among the four kittens, Da Mao and Xiao Hei, and Mei Qiu are the closest.

He hadn't seen them for almost two years and didn't know where they had gone. He had asked his mother before, and she looked very sad when she heard his question.

Seeing his mother like this, Da Mao was also somewhat affected. Seeing how uncomfortable his mother was, he decided not to ask any more questions.

So Da Mao stopped asking.

When he asked his father, he also looked unhappy, just like his mother. His father was silent for a few seconds, and then gave him an answer.

--die.

After that, he didn't say anything more.

He had asked Er Mao and the others, but when they heard his question, a look of confusion involuntarily appeared on their faces. They didn't understand anything yet.

All I know is that I haven't seen those two uncles for a long time.

Da Mao sighed. It seemed that Er Mao and the others didn't understand either. Maybe they should ask their human. Humans definitely know more than the cats do.

"Meow."

So, Da Mao went to find the cat owner, who was playing with Xiao Xue. Xiao Xue had grown very quickly these past few days and could already say quite a few words, although they were not very clear.

"Wow!"

Xiaoxue saw Da Mao's voice, pointed at him, and said a few incomprehensible syllables to Miao Yuanyuan. A few strands of hair on her forehead stood up and trembled, making her look very happy.

Miao Yuanyuan then noticed the little guy's arrival. She went over, picked up Da Mao, and placed him next to Xiao Xue. She asked softly, "Why did Da Mao come here?"

Xiaoxue skillfully stretched out her hands and hugged Mimi in her arms. At this time, the child was very small, while Da Mao was considered one of the larger cats.

When Xiaoxue is with an adult cat, it looks like she's hugging a large plush toy—warm, cozy, and very comfortable.

"Meow."

Da Mao found a comfortable position and nestled in Xiao Xue's arms, then barked at its owner.

Pet owner, do you know what death is?

If we go by Dad's logic, then Grandpa Chestnut and Uncle Orange are also dead, since we haven't seen each other for so long.

Miao Yuanyuan was just saying that, after all, she couldn't understand the meow language.

In the end, Da Mao still couldn't resolve this mystery.

Later, I had some time to listen to my mother's explanation, and I vaguely grasped the concept: death is when a person, or a cat, completely disappears from the world, and the traces they left behind vanish.

trace?

He glanced at the remaining toys over there, which still bore the faint scents of Little Black and Coal Ball—traces of them.

So Uncle Black and Uncle Coal Ball are still alive?

Da Mao's doubts grew stronger. According to his father, if he couldn't see Uncle Xiao Hei and Coal Ball Master, then they must be dead.

But his mother's explanation was different, and Da Mao didn't know what to do.

Time passes slowly, spring goes and autumn comes, and a new year is about to arrive.

Another year is coming to an end. This year, a heavy snow fell, a very grand snow. The snow lasted for two whole days, covering the earth in white and burying all traces of the earth deep within.

Xu Qiaoqiao loves snow the most, so when the heavy snow stopped, she couldn't wait to drag Jun Qi out to play in the snow.

In winter, people become increasingly lazy, including pet owners who stay indoors in their warm rooms, and even their four pets.

After Da Mao woke up, he subconsciously looked for Xu Qiaoqiao and Jun Qi, but found that they were not in the nest, so he crawled out of the nest.

It wasn't hard to spot Mom and Dad; those two figures rolling around on the balcony were them.

Da Mao blinked as he watched Xu Qiaoqiao and Jun Qi playing, then realized that it was snowing.

Xu Qiaoqiao painstakingly built a snowball with her paws and threw it towards Jun Qi, but because she was too weak, the snowball broke apart as soon as she threw it.

"Meow."

Seeing Xu Qiaoqiao's actions, Jun Qi came over and called out in confusion, "Little kitty, what are you doing?"

He copied Xu Qiaoqiao's actions, piling up some snow from the ground and kneading it until his paws were icy cold. Finally, he created a strangely shaped snowball.

"Meow." The kitten.

Seeing Jun Qi's action, Xu Qiaoqiao stretched out her paw and touched Jun Qi's paw, finding it a little cold and that his fur was quite wet.

This is for you.

Jun Qi used his other paw to push the snowball toward Xu Qiaoqiao. After he finished, he casually licked his paw a few times.

Thank you, Junjun.

Xu Qiaoqiao was very happy. She was a little reluctant to play with the snowball because of its shape. She moved closer to Jun Qi, pounced on him, and bit his ear as if she were being affectionate.

The tail also indicated that its owner was very happy.

It sways gently, bobbing back and forth.

The sun began to peek out from behind the clouds, its pale golden light shining on the two of them, making them appear as if they were draped in holy light, gleaming brightly.

"Meow."

Seeing how affectionately his parents were with him, Da Mao suddenly felt a pang of envy. He also wished he had a cat like that to cuddle with.

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