Elf’s Shorts Boy

　　With the development of human civilization to such a powerful level, the wild is still a paradise for wild Pokémon, unless it is a trainer with powerful Pokémon, and for ordinary people, the wild is still a restricted area of ​​life.

　　 "Okay, go, Pokémon Ball!"

　　 took out the poke ball that was already prepared from his pocket, the beloved did not know how many exercises he had practiced, and threw it at the unconscious Bobo on the forest road.

　　 "Hoo~"

　　 exhaled heavily. At this moment, the beloved, who has always been very mature and stable in the eyes of his parents, also showed a touch of nervousness on his face at this moment.

　　 "Don't worry, wild Pokémon who have lost the ability to fight have a high success rate in conquering."

　　 Rubbing his beloved's short brown hair with a big hand, Mu Mu Yiren grinned and comforted him with a simple smile. In his opinion, the beloved who didn't cry and didn't make trouble was a little childlike.

Only when the beloved stared at the shaking Pokemon ball with an uneasy expression on his face, he felt that his son was really just a 13-year-old boy. In this regard, his longing for Pokemon, the beloved is the same as other children, even... There is nothing worse than it is.

　　 "Du—Du—Cheng—"

　　 "Huh... It's successful."

　　 The elf ball shook violently twice, and finally let out a pleasant clear cry. The beloved touched his chest, and the hanging heart finally landed. From now on, he will have his own Pokémon.

　　 "I have subdued Bobo!"

Picking up the poke ball on the ground, compared to the cold feeling before, the poke ball in his hand is a little warmer at this moment, which makes the beloved feel very at ease. It is very good for Zhong Er Di to compare with a scissors hand and hold the poke ball. The human face was already smiling.

"Since Bobo has been accepted, let's go back. It is estimated that your mother has already bought some food. Later you will have to take Bobo to the Pokémon Center and ask Miss Joey to help treat her injuries." Mu Mu Yiren said with a smile.

"it is good."

I don’t know if it was because of the successful conquering of Bobo. The way back seemed to be easier. Looking at the sun through the woods to find the right direction, the father and son soon went out of the forest and got on the somewhat old car. The jeep drove all the way to Nanchao's home.

　　 "School will start in two months, my beloved, do you want me to take you to the Golden City Intermediate School?"

I lit a cigarette again. This beautiful and pure world with an average life span of over 100 residents seems to have no concept that smoking is harmful to health. Hearing Dad’s words, the beloved looked away from the pokeball in his hand and took a look. Dad's profile face was full of beard, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

　　 "No, I will help Bobo improve his strength in the past two months, and I have already found a part-time job."

　　 After thinking about it, my good friend still rejected my father’s kindness. Rainbow City is not far from Golden City. The two cities have high-speed trains, which can be there in more than 20 minutes.

　　 He just graduated from the Rainbow City Junior School, and now he has obtained his own Pokémon. Compared with going to the Golden City to see the school, he feels that it is most important to exchange emotions with Bobo and improve the tacit understanding through some basic training.

　　 "Well, if you say that, then forget it. After all, you have had your own ideas since you were young."

Mu Mu Yiren spit out a smoke ring, and turned his head to look at his beloved. A small loss faintly flashed in the eyes of this middle-aged strong man. As he said, the beloved has been very independent since he was a child. Very sensible and not worrying.

　　 It’s just that he is sensible. It’s better to say that his lover’s personality is a little cold. The other two children in the family wanted to buy things when they were young. They were crying and making noises and jumping up and down. Although it was very noisy, it made him feel the feeling of his father taking the child.

But my beloved is different. He didn’t talk very much since he was a child, and he didn’t clamor to buy snacks and toys. He usually asked to take him to the library to read. Even if he wanted to buy something, he would still use his finger and then he couldn’t turn his eyes. Turning to stare at him.

　　 Even if sometimes he deliberately didn't buy it and wanted to tease him, his beloved would not cry, but in the next few days, the cigarettes he put on the cabinet could only be found in the trash.

　　 The father, who wanted to develop a relationship with his child, met an indifferent son and was repeatedly frustrated. It is impossible for him to be the father and son in this life. The previous life was really an enemy.

　　If the beloved knew what Mu Muyiren was thinking at the moment, he would definitely say that the two did not have grudges in the previous life, but grudges in this life.

The soul crossed into the mother’s womb, just born from the mother’s belly, he looked around for a while with his eyes open because he didn’t cry, and he was slapped twice on the **** by his cheap dad, if This is not even a grudge, then what counts as a grudge.

　　 "Have you found a part-time job again? What are you doing this time? Are you still a librarian?" He shook his head and cast aside all the messy thoughts, looked straight ahead, and asked Mu Mu Yito while driving.

　　 "Yeah." The beloved replied, which was regarded as an answer.

　　 "You kid, you have read books for so many years, but you haven't finished reading the books in the Rainbow City Library!" Hearing his beloved's answer, Mu Mu Yiren couldn't help but burst into laughter. U U Reading www.uukanshu.com

At first, in order to hear this kid call him to his father, he used to treat his beloved as a little ancestor and let him ride a horse on the ground. From the age of four, he took some time every day to take his beloved to where he liked. The Rainbow City Library in Hong Kong accompany him to read books.

　　 For a rough guy who doesn't know a few big characters, can't smoke, can't talk loudly, the Rainbow City Library, in his opinion, is simply a prison. No, prisons are more interesting than libraries.

The most important thing is to please this little ancestor. Mu Mu Yiren has to pretend to have a common interest with him, and slowly accompany him with a book. Fortunately, his hard work pays off. He is seven years old. On the morning when he was going to send him to elementary school, his beloved finally called him Dad.

　　 Mu Mu Yiren still can't forget the day, the sunny morning.

　　 "There are so many books, how can you finish reading them, and you will forget them after you read them. It doesn't hurt to read more, not to mention that there is a salary of 15 yuan an hour."

This time, the two fathers and sons are very inspiring. In Mu Mu Yiren recalled the hard years of squatting in the library with his beloved, and the beloved also remembered that good time. In his mind, the cheap dad was restless in the library. It looks like a child with ADHD, and now I think it's funny.

　　 He still remembers the first time he called Mu Mu Yiren Dad. It was the morning when he went to Rainbow City Junior School. That day, there was thunder and wind and rain outside...

　　 "Hululu..."

　　 "Mom, I'm back."

The old jeep was parked in the yard, and the beloved shouted loudly to the house. The two-story attic with upper and lower sections of wood and stone, plus a yard, apart from this suburban area, the urban area of ​​Rainbow City can live in the same conditions as his home. Can't afford such a luxurious'villa'.