Dawn of Pokémon

May 31, early morning.

Perhaps because he danced so energetically in the square dance last night, Pichu, who always got up early, was still a little confused until after eight o'clock. Just looking at the way it swayed, Xiao Ye was afraid that it would fall off her shoulders. I had no choice but to hold the electric mouse in my arms.

"Let's go." After whispering to the sleepy little Piqiu, Xiaoye set foot on the path leading to the center of the town in front of her house. The target was naturally Xiaotian's home.

After hearing Xiaotian send an invitation that was completely inconsistent with his character last night, Xiaoye even thought for a moment that he was as angry as his father.Fortunately, the golden retriever brother and sister jumped over in time to solve Xiaoye's doubts - they were indeed the masterminds. Maybe they were finally tired of the white walls and cement floors of Xiaoye's house, and this time they extended their claws to Xiaotian again.

The most bizarre thing is that these two people actually planned to take Xiaoye and play at Xiaotian's house for a day each, making it like a day shift - Xiaotian's parents actually agreed.

"If the three of us go together, do you think this Iceberg boy will still have a chance to speak his lines?" When Xiaojie said this plausibly, Xiaoye felt that it made sense and couldn't find the words to refute.

Xiaoye knew that Xiaotian's parents were very busy at work, so it was not easy for the three of them to get together like this. She didn't want to disturb this rare time for the family of three.And when Xiaoling said that inviting everyone to play was actually Yuka's enthusiastic suggestion, Xinghai enthusiastically agreed, and the two of them just came up with the idea of ​​taking turns to play... Xiaoye was speechless.

Since the owner of the house had said so, Xiaoye had no choice but to apologize and bother her.

Xiaotian's home is located near the center of the town. It is an ordinary independent house in Zhenxin Town. It is juxtaposed among a large row of identical houses. Even Xiaoye, who has been here once or twice, can only determine the location through the nameplate. .When Xiao Ye walked to the door, before she could knock on the door, she saw the wooden door suddenly opened, almost hitting the nose of the little Pichu in her arms.

"Welcome!" the orange-haired woman in home clothes said with a smile.

"...Excuse me." Xiaoye walked into the entrance hall in a state of shock, holding the explosive Pichu in her arms.

Ms. Yuka...why do you always like to open the door suddenly before someone knocks on the door?

Xiaotian's home is not big or small, but the interior decoration is very exquisite, with warm wooden tones as a whole, giving people a very warm feeling.Xiaoye saw a row of small stickers on the wall of the entrance. The dark colors showed that they had been here for quite a long time.

After changing her shoes, Saya followed Yuka into the living room.An ancient concert from an unknown year was playing on the TV, but no one was sitting in front of the sofa to watch. The melody played by oneself filled the whole room.There was a wooden table and two chairs by the window. Xinghai and Xiaotian were sitting there in the same posture, each holding a thick book and reading through it.Sunlight streamed into the house through the windows, reflecting on their silver hair.

"Xiaoye." Xinghai smiled and put down the book in his hand, waving to Xiaoye.

Xiaoye habitually wanted to make a ninety-degree bow to Xinghai and express her intrusion, but Yuka grabbed her back in the middle of the action and said, "Okay, okay, we are all our own people, don't be so polite. "

The orange-haired woman immediately acted like the head of the family and pushed Xiaoye down in front of the sofa to sit down. "Sit here and rest for now. I'll get you some fruit."

"Uh, no need to..."

Xiaoye looked at Yuxiang's back as she flew away. She didn't even finish half of her sentence, so she had no choice but to retract her hand.

The silver-haired boy came over at some point and sat down next to Xiaoye, "How was your rest yesterday?"

"Of course it's good." Xiaoye said happily that she could still sleep soundly no matter whether she saw the robed spirit or the big waterfowl. She also raised the sleepy electric mouse and shook it, "They are always very excited and tossing. I didn’t go to bed until midnight.” As a result, I couldn’t get out of bed at all this morning.

"...Qiu..." The sleepy little Piqiu shrugged his nose. He didn't know whether he was awake or sleepwalking. After struggling for a few times, he fell on the sofa and slowly climbed to the side of the boy next to him. In my arms, I snored.

Xiaoye looked at Pichu, and then looked at Xiaotian whose expression seemed a little innocent. She didn't know whether to touch Pichu, but she felt that his affinity for Pokémon was still as strong as ever.

And its resistance to plush is incredibly strong, and it can actually resist being touched by Pichu.

"Awaited--"

Before she said a few words, Yuka returned to the living room like a wind, and placed the delicate fruit plate with water droplets in her hands on the table, "It's cut, please enjoy it, two young people~"

"...So fast." Xiao Ye looked at the fruit that was specially cut into beautiful shapes and was a little stunned for a moment.

"Oh, that was cut by my father in the morning." Xiaotian said calmly.

Yuka: (crying with tears) Ten-chan, you actually ruined my mother’s stage!

Xinghai: Hahaha. (drinking tea)

Night:……

After finishing cutting the fruit - no, after pretending to finish cutting the fruit, Yuka also sat back on the sofa and started chatting to the two children while enjoying the concert from more than ten years ago.

Saya noticed that the pillow behind Yuka was the same orange color as her long hair.Looking back, the one behind me is purple, and the one behind Xiaotian is white... Hey, are even the pillows prepared according to their respective hair colors?

The girl suddenly fell into a brief state of confusion. Xiaotian, who noticed Xiaoye's dilemma in time... didn't know whether to say that her mother loved macarons, so she bought more than 20 pillows.

"What should we do for lunch... Hey, Ye-chan, what do you like to eat?" Yuka had already skillfully used her favorite way of addressing her, and put her hand on Xiaoye's shoulder with a smile.

"I like everything." Xiaoye immediately said that she was never picky about food.

"Hey - this is the most disturbing answer. At least just mention your favorite food?"

When Xiaoye heard the word "troubled", she immediately became vigilant and began to meditate with all her strength.

...and was silent for 20 seconds.

Issues such as what she likes to eat, what colors she likes, and what kind of clothes she likes have never been considered by Xiaoye.For Xiaoye... maybe Spanish grammar is simpler than this, at least the latter has tried hard to think about it.

Desperate, Xiaoye could only lower her eyes quietly and looked around. Her eyes stayed on the corner of the table for a few seconds and then quickly turned back, "How about udon?"

Yuxiang and Xiaotian turned their heads along Xiaoye's line of sight——

I saw the udon pattern hook attached to the corner of the table.

Yuxiang: "..."

Xiao Tian:"……"

"You kid." Yuka burst out laughing, and then pondered for a moment. The light in her light blue eyes was a little dim, and she didn't know what she was thinking.

"Okay!" Before Xiaoye could ask any questions, Yuka stood up suddenly, "Then we decided to make udon noodles. I'll go to the kitchen to prepare them!"

Striding to the door of the kitchen, Yuka turned back carefully and lowered her voice and shouted, "Xinghai, come and help, how should I make udon..."

"As ordered." Xinghai followed Yuxiang into the kitchen with a smile, leaving only Xiaoye and Xiaotian sitting there with the same speechless expression.

"...Sorry, I'm just kidding."

After chatting with Xiaotian for a while in the living room, Xiaoye vaguely heard the hustle and bustle coming from the kitchen and felt a little on pins and needles.

"Well, I'd better go help...?" Sitting by herself and letting others work for the meal, this kind of experience... Xiao Ye, who experienced it for the first time, was completely unable to adapt.

"No need." Xiaotian looked at Xiaoye's upright posture and felt very awkward, "You are a guest."

Xiaoye seemed to want to say something more, but Xiaotian had simply and roughly put the washed orange fruit into Xiaoye's hand - although it always felt like he wanted to put the fruit directly into Xiaoye's mouth.Seeing this, the guests who were sitting on pins and needles had no choice but to eat the fruit quietly.

Soon, the aroma came from the kitchen, and Xiaoye started lunch with Xiaotian's family.

Xiaoye had already heard from Xiaotian that Yuka was not good at cooking, so the delicious and delicious udon noodles in front of her must have been made by Xinghai.But...seeing Yuxiang's eyes looking at her with sparkling eyes, Xiaoye suddenly felt blessed and began to praise the chef Yuxiang's craftsmanship.

Then Yuka laughed with satisfaction, and Xinghai also laughed with satisfaction.

Xiaotian...Xiaotian doesn't want to talk anymore.

After the meal, Yuka pushed back the guest who wanted to help wash the dishes, and happily dragged Xinghai into the kitchen again. She didn't know who washed the dishes in the end.Xiaotian obviously didn't want to join in the fun, so he took Xiaoye to the study.

Pushing open the door of the study room, Xiaoye was first surprised by the huge bookshelf that came into view.Rows of books are neatly placed in it. At first glance, they might have been thought of as wallpaper patterns.However, if you take a closer look, you will find that there are no wallpapers designed like this - there are children's comic strips next to the thick Spanish classics, and several boxes of Pokémon are stuffed next to the reference book titled "Investigation Report on Ancient Ruins of the Glorious Era" The dream-patterned puzzle pieces made the wall made of books colorful.

There is a white piano placed in the open space opposite the bookshelf. The music scores on the music stand have been opened. It seems that someone was sitting here practicing not long ago.

Realizing that Xiaoye's eyes were lingering on the piano, Xiaotian sat down on the piano stool with ease and flipped through the music score in front of him. "My father likes to play the piano very much and taught me when I was young." He raised his clear Ice blue eyes looked at Xiaoye, "Do you want to listen?"

"Okay." Xiaoye hugged the little Pichu who continued to sleep after eating, smiled and nodded as if he was listening.

The silver-haired boy's fingertips gently rested on the black and white keys.The first sound sounded as crisply as mountain spring water, and the melody that followed filled the small study room.

The continuous sound of the piano is like large waves, colliding with each other and causing white water splashes.Silk-like clouds lie quietly in the sky, and the summer afternoon sunshine passes through the clouds, wanders into this clean town, and shines gently into the house.The young man's fingertips flew up and down in the golden light, playing the unique music of this season together with the chirping of insects and birds outside the window.

Suddenly, the listener noticed a fact that he should have realized long ago.

——It turns out that summer has arrived.