My years as a Pokémon trainer

At this moment, Xiao Kai had finished washing the dishes, and when he saw Xiao Rou looking at the photos with concentration, he came over curiously.

"What are you looking at?"

Xiaokai asked his question while walking towards Xiaorou.

However, before Xiaorou could answer, Xiaokai saw this photo.

Then he took the lead and said: "The middle-aged man and woman in the photo are my parents, and the other one is my brother Xiaohao. He went on a trip when he was ten years old. Since then, I have never seen him again. "

"The other one is handsome, charming, loved by everyone, flowers bloom when flowers bloom, and tires blow out when cars see cars. Handsome, charming..."

Xiaokai worked hard and said all the idioms that could be used in his mind to describe handsomeness.

"It's you, right!"

Xiaorou smiled slightly, and then ruthlessly ended Xiaokai's moment of pretending.

"Um...yes! He's much more handsome than my brother, isn't he?"

Xiaokai asked seriously.

"Everyone is handsome in his or her own way. Everyone is given a unique appearance by God. This is irreplaceable. Everyone is unique, so there is no comparison."

Xiaorou also placed the photo on the table, and then slowly answered Xiaokai's question.

"You know? In fact, I envy you. When I was young, my mother died in childbirth just to give birth to me. Therefore, I have always blamed myself and felt that it was me who should die, not my mother."

Xiaorou seems to have made up her mind and decided to open her heart to Xiaokai. From childhood to adulthood, this iceberg beauty that others have admired and admired, no one knows that there is also a sad past behind her.

As Xiaorou spoke, she couldn't help biting her lips. Tears slid down the corners of her eyes and onto her chin, forming a small transparent drop of water on her extremely delicate chin.

"No, don't be sad. I think if your mother is alive in heaven, she must hope that you can live happily!"

Xiaokai patted Xiaorou's shoulder and handed Xiaorou a tissue.

"Thank you!"

Xiaorou looked at Xiaokai affectionately, took the tissue, and gently wiped away the tear stains and teardrops on her face.

Then he continued: "I am the only daughter in the family, so my father has been very strict with me since I was a child. He has always wanted me to become an executive in the league, and despite my opposition, he decided to marry the son of his business partner, Xiaoxuan. Had a so-called baby kiss."

Xiaokai was shocked at this moment and suddenly realized that what was rumored in the school was true. Xiaorou and Xiaoxuan had a baby, but this was just a family arrangement, and it was just Xiaoxuan's one-sided love for Xiaorou.

"Then what is your dream?"

Xiaokai curiously asked the question on his mind.

"My dream is very simple. It is to become the world's top breeder, gourmet, and greatest photographer, and take photos of all Pokémon in the world. This was my late mother's dream. Once upon a time, I I also wanted to fulfill my mother’s unfinished dream and inherit my mother’s will, but what happened meant that I might let my mother down!”

After Xiaorou finished speaking, she began to feel lost again inexplicably.

"Since you have a dream, why give up!"

Xiaokai suddenly became inexplicably interested in Xiaorou's past.

"because……"

As Xiaorou said that, she took out a camera that looked repaired from her backpack, looked at a faint scar on her hand, and then fell into memories...