This movement was slow and heavy, with a frailness even a primary school student could understand.
Then, it slightly tilted its head. The pair of amber eyes gazed at Zhao sitting on the ground for a long time, filled with the purest, unhidden plea.
It was even afraid that Zhao would not understand, slowly opening its mouth to reveal its enormous but non-threatening teeth. A rumbling sound, as if from the depths of a glacier, echoed from its throat, hollow and deep, filled with a yearning for food.
It did not approach the frightened Zhao, but spoke with silent body language and those enormous eyes, voicing the simplest and most urgent request: Hunger.
The snowman was hungry.
Zhao was stunned. He looked at the giant's massive hand pressed against its stomach and saw the weariness and hunger almost overflowing from those big eyes. He looked at its huge body, trembling slightly from hunger and weakness.
