Pokemon Dawn

May 31st, early morning.

Perhaps because he danced so vigorously 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, Xiao Ye set foot on the path leading to the center of the town in front of her house. The target was naturally Xiao Tian's home.

After hearing that Xiaotian sent an invitation that was completely inconsistent with his personality last night, Xiaoye even thought for a moment that he was angry with his father. Fortunately, the golden retriever brother and sister jumped over in time to solve Xiaoye's doubts - and sure enough, they just

He was the mastermind. Maybe he finally got tired of the white walls and concrete floor of Xiaoye's house, so he extended his claws to Xiaotian again this time.

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 the rare time that the family of three had. But when Xiaoling invited everyone to play, it was actually Yuxiang who enthusiastically

When he proposed, Xinghai enthusiastically agreed, the two of them just came up with the idea of ​​taking turns to play... Xiao Ye 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.

. Walking to the door, before Xiaoye could knock on the door, she saw the wooden door suddenly opened, almost hitting the nose of the little Piqiu 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 fried 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, giving people a very warm feeling. Xiaoye saw a row of small stickers on the wall of the entrance, some dark colors

It shows that they have been here for quite a long time.

After changing her shoes, Xiaoye 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 is a wooden table and two chairs by the window. Xinghai and Xiaotian are sitting there in the same posture, each holding a thick book and reading. The sun shines into the house along the window, reflecting in the

On their silver hair.

"Xiaoye." Xinghai smiled and put down the book in his hand and waved 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 ran away without even finishing 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 happily said that she could still sleep soundly no matter whether she saw the robed spirit or the big waterfowl, and 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 his expression, which seemed a bit innocent. She didn't know if she should 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.

"Long time waiting——"

Before she said a few words, Yuka returned to the living room like a breeze, and placed the delicate fruit plate still stained with water drops on the table, "It's cut, please enjoy it, two young people~"

"...so fast." Xiaoye 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 performance!

Xinghai: Hahaha. (drinking tea)

Xiaoye:……

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.

Xiaoye noticed that the pillow behind Yuxiang was the same orange as her long hair. Looking back, she saw that the pillow behind her was purple, and Xiaotian's was 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 cushions.

"What should we do for lunch... Hey, Ye-chan, what do you like to eat?" Yuka had 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 tell me about 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 twenty seconds.

Questions like what to eat, what colors to like, what kind of clothes to wear, etc. have never been within the scope of Xiaoye's consideration. For Xiaoye... maybe Spanish grammar is simpler than this, at least the latter has tried hard to think about it.

Desperate, Xiaoye could only quietly lower her eyes and look 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: "..."

Xiaotian: "..."

"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..."

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

"...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... Xiaoye, 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. The guest who was sitting on pins and needles saw this,

I 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 udon noodles in front of her must have been made by Xinghai. But...seeing Yuka looking at her with sparkling eyes, Xiaoye suddenly felt blessed.

Started 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, Yuxiang pushed back the guest who wanted to help wash the dishes, and happily dragged Xinghai into the kitchen. She didn't know who washed the dishes in the end. Xiaotian obviously didn't want to join in the fun.

, took Xiaoye to the study room.

Pushing open the door of the study room, Xiao Ye was first surprised by the huge bookshelf that came into view. Rows of books were neatly placed in it. At first glance, she thought they were wallpaper patterns. However, if you look closely, you will find that

, there are no wallpapers designed like this - next to the thick Spanish classics are children's comic strips, and next to the reference book titled "Investigation Report on Ancient Ruins of the Glorious Era" are several boxes of Pokémon-patterned puzzles.

This wall made of books becomes 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 sheet in front of him. "My father likes to play the piano very much and taught me when I was young." He raised his clear hand.

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 were gently placed 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 producing white water splashes. Silk-like clouds lie quietly in the sky, and the summer afternoon sunshine passes through the clouds and walks to this clean town.

It spreads gently and gently into the house. The young man's fingertips dance up and down in these golden light spots, 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.

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Small theater:

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

Xiaoye: It turns out that summer has arrived... There is no air conditioning in this study, so it’s really hot. (Dear eyes)