[Pokemon] 2015 Ghost House

1.

Someone asked me this question many years ago.

she says,

"If meeting meant leaving, would you choose that meeting?"

Sitting in the coffee shop, the bitter and mellow aroma is concrete enough to be touched, and I can see the gray greenness of Guchen Town through the window. I think of the friend who just sat across from me with a smile and sarcasm. "——At that time, I just wrote the introduction and catalog for the town manual of Guchen Town in Fengyuan area, and the sentence I gave was——

"Where the dark things begin."

I'm a breeder, but I don't use breeding as a job, although people will respectfully call me Miss Editor when I walk outside, but I prefer the position my friends put me-a real breeder.What does it mean to be a breeder, I kept asking myself this question when I was very young, why am I not willing to aim to become the best trainer like the bug catchers next to me, and... I really mean Does being a breeder give up something very important?

Shaking the coffee spoon, even now I can't give a sure answer.

However, even giving an answer is useless.I don't know if I should regret it... The new green leaves in Guchen Town in spring reminded me of the scene of the rush of pigment, and the call of winter in the wind was long and loud.The four seasons of Fengyuan Continent are often thin and normal, but Guchen Town is an exception. Surrounded by layers of darkness, it has a sharp change beyond imagination.

I was born in Guchen Town.

Also grew up in Guchen Town.

After meeting Mulla, the already messed up thoughts became unknowable.I thought of the soft and long gray wolf in the past. At that time, it was still able to capture the cute creatures of all living beings with its watery eyes. It's a pity that time is a butcher's knife. A fierce character with a knife mark.While moaning and complaining to his friends, he received two blank stares from his bad friends.

"Yeah, isn't that what you want to see?"

In order to avoid the entangled phone calls from the company asking for debts, my friend took her Dawang Yan directly from Shuijing City, and even refused to take the airship to Chenghua City first, and directly broke in through the window. I didn't receive any shock. It's just to bother the hard-working King Yan... It shouldn't be a short flight from Shuijing City to here.

Ah, I really said Cao Cao Cao Cao arrived.

I sat down on the opposite chair unceremoniously, ripping off the plastic packaging and making a rustling sound. My friend paused for a moment, then stretched out his hand and shook it in front of me.

"Ah... Let me say, you haven't recovered yet, have you?"

She tore off the seal of the package and tossed me a bottle of wound medicine.

"Ah, there are really few varieties of supermarkets in this place. I have been focusing on orange-flavored wound medicine for 100 years, but unfortunately there is only grape flavor here... Forget it, it's not for me anyway, Wang Yan, don't you mind? ?”

After all, you are the one who works at the department store in Shuijing City.

...The words that were about to come out before were swallowed again.

"You keep it, two bottles are enough for me." She always showed her white teeth when she smiled, and she was so hearty that she said, "What's the matter, I don't mind if you lean on my shoulder if you want to cry." !"

"It really hasn't changed at all."

I didn't expect my friend's face to become weird because of this: "You don't really care that much... Actually, I think you are the one who hasn't changed at all." Silence fell.He snatched the magazine from my hand and opened his eyes wide.

I just remembered that she has also become a famous person in one of the four major cities in the world. I didn't notice it at all before, but when I got serious, her aura can become so scary.

"Honestly vent it out to me, do you have the answer to the previous question, the question I asked you in this place many years ago."

"If meeting meant leaving, would you choose that meeting?"

She stared into my eyes and refused to let go.

"Do you regret meeting Mulla?"

2.

Lying quietly inside the three pokemon balls on my belt are Lucky Egg, Tanabata Blue Bird and Giant Swamp King.

They are all my closest companions, the one-of-a-kind companions who have been by my side since the beginning of my journey.

None of them are my starting sprites though.

In the end, Mulla was the only one who accompanied me through my entire childhood.

Mulla is a hyena dog.

However, it is different from other coyotes in some places.

The crisp sound of my friend knocking on the ceramic plate urged my memory, and the memory spread deeper into the tide of time with the aroma of coffee—so some details began to emerge in the darkness.

For example, when she was just born, Mulla's wet black eyes were nimble and charming, but she gradually lost such obedience and became brave in the future.Sometimes it likes to stay by my side and watch me read those difficult feeding theories. Once I meet such an opportunity, I will definitely take the opportunity to put my hand on its soft fur, which is thick and smooth. It stores a lot of heat .Especially in winter, its hot and cute appearance when it is quietly taking a nap, including the pink nose that twitches from time to time and short eyelashes that keep shaking, will become the biggest temptation to interfere with my continued reading.

But most of the time, it likes to hide in the yard by itself and ping-pong-pong to fiddle with things, and when it is in a hurry to rush over, it will lie on the ground obediently, pretending to be basking in the sun.

At that time, my parents were busy with their work outside all the year round, maybe researcher is a hard job that requires a lot of experiments and investigations, and it seems that the two of them are not studying in the same field, so it is rare to spend time with them Naturally, the time spent with the two of them at the same time is even less and less.

However, it is not bad to be able to live with Mulla. I thought optimistically that I named it, and we will be family members from now on. here.

Until that day when I brought the food to the table, my father looked at Mulla lying on the edge of the room and said such words.Countless scenarios quickly flashed in my mind, turned into dynamics and information, and finally came to a conclusion.

"Mula can't grow up like this."

As if he didn't see the plate in my hand fall to the ground, he began to analyze it on his own.

"I guess it should have some abnormal behaviors, such as self-harm or biting something..."

I don’t know why I reacted so violently. I wanted to prove something to my father. I ran to the side of the hyena dog and patted its head with my hands. I must prove that Mulla is not a vicious elf, and everything is fine. Gentle and polite.

Obviously at that time I forgot that when I played with him the day before yesterday, he bared his fangs and almost finished the bite. At that time, it also reflected that we were just playing games.And now...

"Mula has no way to continue living in our house."

The coffee was stirred up by the water, and the friend's eyes never moved.

"Even though it was a gift from my father, even though I've been taking care of it since it was an elf egg."

Both me, who loves breeding, and my father, who is engaged in research work, have forgotten something from the very beginning. He rubbed his chin and shook his head to express his regret.After bandaging my wound and taking me back from the elf center, I was sitting on a chair in the living room. I was probably looking around for Mulla at that time.However, the nasal sound of its breathing was no longer heard.We overlooked a problem. My father said that although they have become elves, the coyotes seem to still retain some behavioral characteristics of social animals.

Between ignorance and ignorance, the lines of cause and effect began to be clear, and the green outside the window began to become cloudy after the leaves were pressed down.

"So we forget that coyote dogs are not suitable for elves from childhood." Father patted his forehead without frowning, "I'm really sorry...I think I should publish it in some simple elf publications Above, about the breeding manual of coyotes. Oh, my God, I just helped to make the illustrations of coyotes the day before yesterday. How to say it... still has the wild wisdom of group action, so I will only regard excellent ones The trainer is the leader and obeys his orders?"

I still remember this sentence clearly, but I have forgotten what I did after that. When I regained my consciousness, I didn’t realize that the house had changed to what it looked like before my father arrived.

Quietly, there is no other existence representing life except me.

Even Mulla was not here this time.

Finally, there was only one person left.

At that time, would I feel lonely?

What would become of me without my mula?

Oddly enough, the problem didn't last for a while.It should be said that soon, the answer came from afar, carried by it.

At that time, I was even digging through the special locker for the mura, clearing out the useless objects, crying loudly and dragging out its cushion and the parts of the newly bought nest, before I had time to sort them and throw them into the garbage Bucket, turned around and saw the little gray wolfhound sitting at the door.

The state of my life alone is like a huge dream, and at that moment, I don't know whether I woke up from the dream or fell into a deeper dream.

The only thing I still remember is the taste when tears fall into the grinning mouth.

The mood soars to the sky, but time falls into silence.

3.

Just a few years ago, I promised my friends that I would never regret it.While sipping on a large cup of Coke, my friend bit the straw showing admiration, "I can't see that you, who are usually hesitant about doing things, are doing a good job in this matter."

Her eyes were burning.

"Yeah, that's how it should be. You can't have both, you have to believe that your choice is correct."

But are you starting to regret it now?

I thought it meant HE's reunion after parting, but following his father's prophecy, he ran towards the ending irreversibly.When I held the naive idea that Mulla and I needed each other, Mulla gradually tore away the volatile and violent side of his character.Huddled in a small corner of the huge house, except for turning his face to me when he took out the food, he spent less and less time communicating with me, and finally even made me dream that it was completely isolated from me, In the gloomy dream, Mulla turned away from the world, unable to hear or make a sound, sometimes she would use her teeth to tear the flesh of her legs, and stretch out her claws desperately to tear up the small nest made of rags and cardboard.

Standing opposite and watching Mula, I was helpless. I dropped the glass but couldn’t make a crisp sound of breaking to break the rigidity. I ran to the bathroom and turned on the faucet to the maximum, then opened my mouth and shouted vigorously.

But I couldn't hear anything, not only Mulla, but even me, couldn't hear anything in that dream.

Everything, good or bad, sounds and images sink into the abyss, returning nothing but fear.

Then woke up.

When such dreams occupied my night again and again, I couldn't bear to start panicking.I don’t know when the life I’m used to has changed, it’s better to say that this dream turned my life into a nightmare—”You understand the concept of social behavior development, I guess, I’m afraid that’s what Mulla lacks.” Father Words began to ring in my ears, making me understand what I had to do.

What to do.

A child with a big fart, wandering around in a place with a big fart like Guchen Town, I once pinned my expectations on those adults who always like to show off in front of me, but it didn't help.I turned to ask the well-informed travelers who came and went, but most of them gave me helpless replies.

I tried to get Mullah to leave our house and go to the forest to find its kind—before this, I was afraid to go out of Guchen Town due to the fear of wild grass—and finally got up the courage to find it. There is a solution to the problem, but Mulla seems unwilling to leave the house because of the shadow of his father driving him away that day.

This is so real that I have no choice but to give up the reading plan of the breeder, shutting a huddled Mula at home and spending a whole day outside to try my luck, even though I know that most of my hard work is in vain, but even a one in ten thousand chance is good...although I think if there is really only a one in ten thousand chance, with my bad luck, I definitely don't need to look forward to it What's the matter--I went to the salesperson of the Friendship Store to ask for the contact information of my parents, but the "not in the signal area" sounded at the same time.

The desperate situation lasted for several days, and finally I encountered one of the luckiest things in my life-

"Yes, I met you."

"I've always thought this way, it's great to meet you at that time." After saying this, my friend scratched his face a little shyly, "If I hadn't met you, I still don't know what it would be like Woolen cloth."

As a traveler, my friend who had just set off from Wubai Town, and my age was not much different from me at that time, looked at my expression, turned my shoulder without saying a word, and walked south.He muttered "Are you an idiot? If you ask such a question, why don't you just go to Weibai Town and ask Dr. Oda Maki." After learning that I couldn't go deep into the grass because I didn't have elves, I decided to come with me .Thinking about it, my life is really full of miracles born of fate. Dr. Oda Scroll is a middle-aged man with a rough beard. His momentum has been weakened by his short and stout body and he has become a friendly type, but his knowledge reserve is trustworthy.

The dramatic ending was that he gave me a scientific newspaper, and the inconspicuous fifth page at the bottom of the paper entitled "Social Behavioral Development of Coyote Dogs" was signed by his father's name.

Dr. Oda Scroll looked at me worriedly, sat down on a chair beside him and lowered his head, and wrote something. The speed of things changed beyond expectation. When my friend was still reading the key text in the newspaper for me, he had already Returning gave me a new Pokeball and a new companion - the wet skin of a blue water jumper stuck to my arm.

"Ah, sorry, now there is only one elf left here."

What does he want to do, no, what does he think I will do with such a new elf, it is not clear yet, before Oda Maki starts to explain, the voice of his friend has reached his ears, making all other It was too late to think about things.

"Psychologists have done similar experiments in raising young social animals in complete or partial isolation or simply providing them with a mother substitute, in which case they can only show some inherently simple movements, Such as staying in a corner and not wanting to leave, sometimes scratching, pinching or biting itself. After a few years of development, when it is placed with other animals, it will sometimes sit there in a panic state, but sometimes It will suddenly attack suddenly and violently. Once it matures, the performance of sexual behavior and communication behavior is not normal. We can completely predict the behavior of coyote dogs by analogy... In fact, such tragedies are not in the A small number, a large number of coyote dogs have shown abnormal behavioral development after being kept in isolation... The preliminary prediction is that the coyote dogs have residual group behavior habits, although it is not that serious—"

"—But there is absolutely no possibility of growing into a normal elf."

The friend's voice stopped.

Not sure if she stopped or if I couldn't hear anything.

Probably because he was speechless for a long time, gasping for breath to suppress the shock, and pouring into a large amount of air carried Dr. Oda Maki's sigh.

"Originally, coyotes have the instinct to fight."

And the interdependence I thought of as one-way before was nothing but malice covered with hypocrisy.

I am destroying Mulla.