Start with an Elf Trainer

Chapter 48 Welcome Home

Take out your phone.

Open the album and find one of the photos, which is a photo of a girl and Meng Yao.

Wen Zhi.

Back then, there was such a name behind the photo, finding the little girl in the photo was once the thing that the dream demon in the abandoned school asked him to do.

So, it's been so many years.

Ye Chuan looked at the old man in his [-]s and [-]s and couldn't help thinking.

"Thank you." The girl looked at Ye Chuan and said with gratitude on her face. It could be seen that this old man was also very important to her.

"This is your grandma?" Ye Chuan glanced at the old man.

"No, Grandma Wenzhi is my grandma's best friend, don't look at her like this..." The girl looked at the old man and said softly:

"I used to be a strong person."

"Now that her son has come back from other places, let me bring Grandma Wenzhi back first." The girl said with a smile:

"If it's convenient, can you go back with me? We want to thank you very much. If it wasn't for you, we wouldn't have found Grandma Wenzhi so quickly."

"You're welcome, but before going back, can you let me take her somewhere?" Ye Chuan asked.

"This..." The girl hesitated for a moment. She felt that Ye Chuan was not a bad person. After all, if she really wanted to take Grandma Wenzhi away, she would have done so long ago. After thinking about it, the girl said:

"Okay, where are you going?"

"It's not too far from here, it just so happens that you have a car." Ye Chuan pointed to the car behind the girl.

About twenty minutes later, Ye Chuan came to the abandoned school again. In the dark environment, the school looked extremely gloomy.

Although the girl was curious about why Ye Chuan brought Grandma Wenzhi here, she didn't doubt anything, she just supported the old man and followed Ye Chuan.

"The old man seems to have forgotten who he is." Walking in front, Ye Chuan said slowly.

"Well, since Grandpa Xiaoju passed away, Grandma Wenzhi's amnesia has become more and more serious, and she always talks about losing things." The girl helped Grandma Wenzhi walk and said.

"Maybe the lost things can be found here." Ye Chuan smiled slightly.

"Really?" The girl blinked.

It took some effort to open the door, and they entered the teaching building. At this time, the corridor was very dark. Ye Chuan was still walking forward, just turning on the flashlight of his mobile phone to illuminate. People are at ease.

What a strange person.

The girl thought curiously.

Finally, Ye Chuan came to a familiar classroom, stretched out his hand and opened the door.

It was still empty inside, as if there was nothing there. After the old man and the girl came here, they just looked at Ye Chuan.

"Come out." Ye Chuan said, looking at a corner of the classroom with light blue eyes emitting waveguides.

I saw that the air over there fluctuated for a while, and then Meng Yao slowly appeared, blinking her round eyes: "Huh?"

"Remember her?" After Ye Chuan finished speaking, he pointed to Grandma Wenzhi beside him.

Little Mengyao tilted its head and blinked at the old man. The next second, its eyes suddenly lit up and it let out a cheerful cry, and then turned around Grandma Wenzhi: "Hey!"

"You, ghost-type elf?!" The girl seemed to be frightened, but after seeing Ye Chuan's expression and the excited appearance of the elf, she quickly calmed down, and it could be seen that this ghost-type elf was not malicious. .

The old man's originally cloudy eyes gradually became clear when he saw the Dream Demon Empress, and asked in an unbelievable tone:

"Little Dream?"

Meng Yao screamed and jumped into the arms of the old man happily: "Hey."

"So that's the case, you'll be fine." The old man's expression was stunned for a while, and then he stretched out his trembling hand and stroked the dream demon in his arms. The excitement in her heart also made her eyes red.

"What's going on?" The girl came to Ye Chuan and asked in a low voice.

Ye Chuan walked to the table next to him, then stretched out his hand and took out the photo from the table, and handed it to the girl:

"look."

Looking at the girl in the photo, she asked curiously, "This is Grandma Wenzhi?"

"Ah."

"What is this?"

At this time, the old man held the dream demon and said:

"More than 70 years ago, Xiao Meng and I grew up together and were the closest partners. However, because the family's luck has been bad for many years, everyone put the responsibility on Xiao Meng and thought it was ominous. symbol."

"One night, when I wasn't paying attention, they sent Xiaomeng and the Pokeball away. Since that day, I haven't heard from Xiaomeng again, although I have asked many people and found many places. ,but……"

"Later, when I got married to this city, I thought there was no hope anymore, but I didn't expect to see it again."

"Meng Yao seems to think that you will find it one day, so he has never left here." Ye Chuan said with a smile.

The old man was holding the dream demon, and his wrinkled face was full of apology:

"Xiao Meng, I'm sorry."

"Hey!" Meng Yao seemed to shake his head indifferently, only joy remained in his heart.

Ye Chuan smiled slightly after seeing this scene. He felt that the time was almost up, so he turned and left the classroom, not wanting to disturb their reunion.

"Wait." The girl chased after him, then looked at Ye Chuan:

"Can you tell me your name?"

"Yes, we want to thank you very much, you are my benefactor." The old man walked out slowly and said.

Ye Chuan thought for a while and said:

"My name is Ye Chuan, an ordinary passing trainer."

"Ya Chuan..." the girl read, when she raised her head again, she found that Ye Chuan had disappeared into the darkness.

"Let's go." The girl said blankly.

"Let's go." The old man said slowly.

……

Late at night, in a mansion.

A middle-aged man in a formal suit rushed into the house and looked around nervously: "Mom?!"

At this time, a familiar and unfamiliar scent came from the kitchen. The middle-aged man looked over in disbelief and found an old man wearing an apron, busy in the kitchen. When she saw the middle-aged man coming back, she showed a kind smile:

"I'm back, I cooked your favorite preserved egg and lean meat porridge."

At this time, the old man's eyes were no longer cloudy, but a little more clear, and the originally scattered hair was taken care of and stood up.

"Mom, Mom?!" The middle-aged man looked incredulous: "Do you remember?"

"Ah."

"Wow, that's great—"

"Really, you are almost [-] years old, why are you still like a child." The old man couldn't help but scolded when he saw the middle-aged man hug him.

"I will always be your child!"

The old man kindly stroked the hair of the middle-aged man in his arms, and his eyes turned to the corner of the house, where a dream demon was making a happy cry:

"Hey!"

The old man's eyes were full of tenderness, and he didn't know who he was saying:

"Welcome home."

(End of this chapter)