【N Lord Maozhi】Those things about the lovelorn group

Zhi doesn't care about anything except the battle, and Touye seems to be entangled in something—although he is dull in doing things, he is extremely delicate in terms of emotions, and this kind of delicateness has always troubled him, so even though Touye Night is always smiling, but that smile is not really happy.

And although Tou Ye didn't specifically mention his dream, Xiao Mao always felt that he knew what it was, and it was absolutely different from Xiao Zhi's dream.

Tou Yeclub inadvertently stares at green things in a daze, even when talking to Xiaomao or playing with elves, as long as he sees green, he will lose his expression inexplicably.

Forest grass... Even the green elves would make him show an expression of inexplicable sadness. There was a little nostalgia and endless regret in the sadness, but it was different from when he thought of the boy who was far away in a foreign land. The determination to go after the search.

Xiaomao is actually very envious, very envious of Touye's courage to pursue.

Because he himself can only wait, waiting for the meeting with the black-haired boy after a long time.

……

Touye likes to release the elves and lie on the grass with them to bask in the sun, squinting his eyes lazily like a cat taking a nap.

——This made Xiaomao once again discover the difference between the brown-haired boy and his childhood sweetheart idiot. The former is not as obsessed with winning the battle as the latter. The joy of playing together.

So he can often see such scenes:

Tou Ye: "The weather is really nice today..."

Elves: "#%￥#@%@@#￥%!",

Tou Ye: "What do you think Xiaomao will do for lunch later?"

Elves: "￥%!@&*...%￥&"

Tou Ye: "When you find that green-haired bastard, you must help me torture him to death!"

Elves: "Hmm!!" (Hey, is there something strange mixed in...)

Over time, Xiaomao couldn't help being curious about Touye's behavior of chatting with the elves, and finally one day he couldn't help it, pretending to be casual and asked: "Can you really understand what the elves are saying?"

"Eh?" Tou Ye was stunned for a moment, a gloomy flash of light flashed in his eyes, "No, of course not."

"Then why do you..." You have to talk to them so much every day?

"I just think that maybe I can get closer to him." Touye pressed the brim of his hat, his face was covered by a shadow "If I can listen to the voice of the elf, if one day I can understand it, I can Get closer."

"I can be closer to him... closer to my dream."

Xiao Mao was stunned in place, as if in a daze he had found the sense of immediacy from the boy in front of him again, but this time the sense of immediacy did not belong to the black-haired boy, but to himself.

——Xiao Mao has seen the same lonely smile as Tou Ye at this time countless times.

— in front of the mirror.

In the case of Touya③:

Tou Ye felt that Xiao Mao was really an awkward person.

This kind of awkwardness is manifested in many ways, for example, whenever he eats, he will cook a lot of green dishes with bad intentions, and for example, when he sees Tou Ye staring blankly at those dishes, he will silently put all the green parts eat up.

Xiao Mao always hides his tenderness and concern in malicious actions and words, even when Tou Ye thanked Xiao Mao for saving him, he just bowed his head arrogantly and said nothing.

So Tou Ye felt that Xiao Mao was really an awkward person,

A gentle and awkward person who makes others feel distressed.

……

Tou Ye accidentally discovered that Xiao Mao always had half a poke ball in his pocket, and he always took it with him wherever he went, just like Xiao Mao's spiritual sustenance.

Xiaomao is a person whose emotional ups and downs are never very obvious, but even Touye can detect it. Whenever he is uneasy or nervous, he will hold the half of the elf ball tightly, as if he can get incomparable emotions from it. sense of security.

Touye once asked curiously why Xiaomao, who has always pursued perfection, was obsessed with half a poke ball, but after running up and down with Xiaomao to question for a long time, there was no result. The slapstick attitude was annoying, so he raised his chin haughtily, and said with displeasure:

"If you want to ask me why, first get rid of your ecstasy when you see green things."

But as soon as Xiaomao said that, he regretted it—because he saw Touye bit his lip, squeezed out a smile that was uglier than crying, and then turned away. When he left, his steps were shaky, as if he had accidentally will fall.

Xiaomao tightly grasped half of the elf ball in his pocket, his slender hands turned white due to excessive force, he opened his mouth, and apologized for his always awkward personality, which made him feel embarrassed. He was always proud and never felt that I shouldn't have done this.

——Obviously they all have the same wounds that can only be licked away silently in a dark corner, but he exposed the cruelty to the sun.

The two started a cold war.

……

The cold war ended on a night when the full moon was high. That night, Touye reluctantly crawled out of the bed because of inner urgency. When he came back, he found Xiaomao sitting on the grass outside the house through the balcony.

Xiao Mao sat there quietly, propped his head on the ground with one hand and looked up at the moon, as if he was immersed in a long memory.

His other hand kept stroking the half of the elf ball, the bright moonlight shone on his handsome face, and the corners of his slightly pursed mouth looked inexplicably lonely and desolate.

Tuoye's nose suddenly turned sore, he rushed to Xiaomao's side without thinking, and only after gaining a firm foothold did he realize that they were in a cold war, his ears turned red, but he didn't have the slightest thought of leaving.

——This kind of Xiaomao will make Touye have the urge to cry. He somehow doesn't want to leave Xiaomao alone to watch the moon and mourn alone, maybe it's because of the empathy they share.

"..."

"You clearly said that being in a daze is a very stupid thing." After a long silence, it was Tuo Ye who couldn't help but speak first. He racked his brains to think of a topic that might not be so embarrassing, "What are you talking about now?" Not doing that stupid thing."

"...You came here barefoot at night just to prove that I'm as stupid as you?" Xiao Mao raised his eyebrows and looked at Touye who hurried out barefoot, a little funny.

Touye, who couldn't say it, shrugged his mouth and sat down next to Xiao Mao. He watched Xiao Mao's side face bathed in the moonlight for a while, and suddenly stretched out his hand and gently pushed his head back—— In your own direction:

"Don't look at the moon." Before Xiaomao got angry, Touye said in a muffled voice, "Don't you think looking at the moon... will make you more sentimental?"

After finishing speaking, Tou Ye muttered childishly: "I never look at the moon."

"Maybe it would be nice to be able to see the same moon as that person...but after seeing it, it just adds to the sadness of being alone.

...I never look at the moon. "

Perhaps because he sensed the distress hidden in the bottom of his heart through the night, Xiaomao unexpectedly did not have a poisonous tongue. He stroked the elf ball in his hand for a while, and suddenly softened his expression:

"Didn't you ask me why I am obsessed with this half of the Poké Ball?"

"Eh? Well...Of course, it doesn't matter if you don't want to say it." Tou Ye didn't forget that it was because of this matter that they had a cold war for a long time-he regretted several times during this period that he shouldn't have talked so much at the time .

"...I made a promise with you."

Ignoring Tou Ye's thoughtfulness as if he was trying to mend a prison, Xiao Mao suddenly said indifferently to himself, and he raised his head again, but this time what he looked at was not the full moon shining brightly, but the endless night:

"One day I will tell you the reason, but in contrast, when you hear the truth, you are absolutely not allowed to cry... and you are not allowed to put on an expression that is as sad as it is now."

Touye opened his eyes wide and looked at Xiao Mao who was rarely candid, and couldn't help being a little surprised.

He tried his best to look at Xiaomao's dark green eyes soaked in the night. The moon was clearly reflected in it, but all the light was wiped out. Those lifeless eyes seemed to be Xiaomao wryly smiling and saying

—I know you and I are of the same kind.

Touye suddenly understood the meaning of that half of the elf ball to Xiaomao,

It has the same meaning to me as Reshiram in my pocket.

In case of Shigeru ④:

Since picking up Touye, Xiaomao's unshakeable schedule has always undergone many changes because of that young man who can catch people by surprise. Dazed and unconscious, he put his face together, and put his hands together to express his apology the next second when Xiaomao's veins were exposed.

——For this reason, Xiaomao has repeatedly doubted whether Tou Ye knows what he is apologizing for every time.

After getting along with Touye for many days, Xiaomao has mastered a rule. Whenever he finishes his lunch, one or two hours is his precious research time that will never be disturbed. Why does Touye, who has a sense of time, have such a fixed itinerary? After asking, he only got an understatement from the other party:

"Ah...that's what I specially use to develop relationships with elves."

The cultivation of feelings in Touye's mouth is nothing more than what I said before, lying on the grass and sleeping together, and chatting with each other that neither side can understand at all. It's like doing it as a major event in life, and it seems that no matter what happens, I will stick to it.

During the long-term observation, Xiaomao keenly noticed a