Pokémon Breakthrough Pinnacle

"What are you thinking about?"

The door at the back was opened, and the light cast a shadow on Uncle Qing's face.

Only then did the black-haired boy turn around alertly, his body stiffened for a moment, and he soon relaxed again after seeing clearly the appearance of the person coming.

"I didn't think about anything, just came here to have some fresh air."

The gentle voice sounded much deeper than usual, and the light brown eyes of the black-haired boy revealed numbness and emptiness.

Uncle Qing glanced at the steps next to him as there was still room, and sat directly on the right hand side of his nephew without caring.

"Why don't you go in if it's lively inside? You have to eat dust outside."

Uncle Qing followed his gaze and looked up. Well, it looks like it may rain tonight. I wonder if it will cause trouble to Junsha and the others. The traces and smells of rain are particularly easy to disperse, which will cause some trouble for tracking.

trouble.

"There's not even a stage for dancing and singing. If there was, I could at least have a look and listen. Otherwise, why would I go in there and listen to you brag about catching some criminals? I don't understand this stuff, so it's hard to talk about it."

The black-haired boy retracted his gaze and silently scolded his uncle.

Uncle Qing looked at his nephew. Not only was he not as lively and enthusiastic as usual, but his whole person became gloomy.

"What do you think about today's events?"

Uncle Qing suddenly spoke, and Qingmu Jiwen was stunned.

"Feelings? Feelings! How can I feel? How can I have any feelings? Hehehehehehe."

At first, he was confused, and then his usual warm smile disappeared from the corner of his mouth. The smile he outlined had an indescribable taste, self-mockery and disgust. The hehehe made his head lower and lower, and finally the ends of his bangs covered his eyes. This

Suddenly he looked up again.

"It's too early. It makes me upset."

Uncle Qing's expression didn't change much in response to his nephew's rhetorical question. Instead, he looked at his nephew calmly.

"It's not early. Besides, it's not a big deal. It can serve as a transition to prepare you. If you really want to take our path and start our profession, you will have to face something more serious sooner or later."

Without any comfort, Uncle Qing just stared at his nephew.

Kiyoki Tsugumi originally had a ruthless expression, but his uncle's unflinching eyes, coupled with the impression he had built up on himself and his upbringing, finally made him feel an inexplicable feeling of fear, and he turned his head away again.

.

"I know, I've always known that the world is not as beautiful as I thought, but that's what I thought in my heart. When I saw it, I couldn't stand it at all. My heart was so blocked."

Kiyomi Tsugumi gritted his teeth tightly and clenched his fists. This was a sign of extreme anger. The kindness of human beings in the face of the sins committed by fellow human beings, pity for the victims, and hatred for this matter.

mixed together.

These emotions are like a tightly twisted towel, the emotions are like moisture locked in this towel, and then this towel full of mixed emotions tightly wraps the heart, and every minute and every second is filled with these emotions.

Give impact.

Of course, Kiyoki Tsugumi did not cry because of these things like the protagonists in previous time travel novels. In fact, he also wanted to complain. Although he was sad like a fish that has difficulty breathing, it did not mean that he would cry.

come out.

From beginning to end, Kiyoki Tsugumi is a time traveler with the appearance of a child and the heart of an adult.

"Why are people's ideas so different? Why do they easily do things that I can't understand and endure without any repentance? And why can I enjoy all this with peace of mind or learn from it completely?

A sense of joy.”

Qing Muji asked both rhetorical and self-questioning questions. He really couldn't understand. He was just an ordinary person, a mortal, and he also had things he didn't understand, so he was eager to get answers from his uncle.

Uncle Qing did not answer him immediately. He first stood up and stretched his waist, and then looked up at the moon, which was not bright in the sky.

"Since I was a child, I have always believed that good people are good people and bad people are bad people. This is an unchanging truth.

But later I saw a truth in the book, which is very simple: human nature cannot stand the test, but character and morality can."

Uncle Qing's eyes are very bright. He will not back down because of these things. He will keep going and fight for the victims to the end.

"The three views formed since childhood, the character and quality learned from books and others, and inner morality can all determine who they become when they grow up. They can do this because their line is lower than ours.

Many, or even none.”

Uncle Qing looked down at his confused nephew, and the firmness in his tone was completely conveyed to Qing Muji at this moment.

"Our hearts are always bound by this line, which will help us resist these temptations and help us clarify our minds.

I made an oath for myself after I became a police officer, and this oath and this line have always helped me. No matter what I face or what crime I face, I will never shrink back or lose my mind."

Qingmuji blinked his eyes in confusion. He couldn't understand what the oath was and what the line was.

Qing Muji, who originally looked like a little adult, rarely looked particularly cute in his confused eyes. At this time, he looked a bit like a child. Uncle Qing sketched a shallow smile and wanted to raise his hand to stroke his nephew's black hair.

But he soon froze.

He stood there for a second or two, then walked around as if nothing was wrong, and walked around to Qing Muji's left hand, and then touched him with his right hand that was not wrapped in a bandage.

Kiyomi Tsugumi suddenly laughed out loud and felt much better. He watched his uncle's operation the whole time and felt a little cute inexplicably.

Feeling that his hair was being rubbed harshly in retaliation, Uncle Qing glared at his nephew, who was not cute at all.

"Do you still want to know? If you piss me off, I won't even try to enlighten you."

The black-haired boy flattered and moved to the side a few times, leaving the position of his left hand free again. He patted the steps and motioned for the boss to come and sit down. He couldn't afford to offend him.

Uncle Qing took a deep breath and sat down again.

"When explaining this matter, let me tell you a story. It's a story about my past. I believe this story will be of great help to you."

Uncle Qing's eyes also started to look empty. I have to say that at this moment, he had a striking resemblance to his nephew who was still suffering just now. It can be said that they are indeed a family. It slowly emerged in my memory.

(Sure enough, these titles still suit me. Two-character titles are not good at all (?°???°)?)