Pokemon Speechless

The body of the powerful crocodile glowed with blue light, and its eyes became red. It was more ferocious than the ordinary powerful crocodile.

Asuka Aomori recognizes this blue light——

Riptide properties.

"Hercules! You should be able to control this power, right?" Ling shouted to the crocodile on the field. Hearing her words, the crocodile turned to look at her, grinned and raised a Thumbs up.

"Then, let's liberate it like this and use Rage!"

The next situation is very clear. The power of the attack of the powerful crocodile in the state of rampage and rapids is unknown. It is much more powerful than before. Even with the command of Asuka Aomori, the big chrysanthemum still retreated steadily, and finally fell to the ice of the powerful crocodile. Under the teeth.

"The big chrysanthemum loses its fighting ability and the powerful crocodile wins, so the winner is the challenger Ling!"

At the same time that Daisy lost its fighting ability, the strong crocodile's torrent characteristics gradually faded away, and its red eyes returned to their original state, half-kneeling on the field. Upon seeing this, Ling rushed up to check its status.

"Are you okay?" Ling's face was full of worry, fearing that it would leave some hidden wounds. "Although you were indeed at the critical point of evolution before, if you were hurt, you would be in trouble."

"Ordile." The crocodile lowered its head, bent its eyes, and rubbed her cheek carefully. Its ferocious face became cute at this moment, as if it was still the little crocodile it was when it first met Ling.

"That's good, thank you for your hard work." Ling took out its Poké Ball from his waist and took it back. Asuka Aomori had been waiting nearby for a long time.

"You can actually control the evolution timing of the elf. It seems that I have underestimated you. Ling, you are simply the darling favored by God." She smiled kindly, and then she was a little puzzled, "What did your powerful crocodile just do?" The state… doesn’t seem to be a simple torrent characteristic, right?”

"Yes." Ling nodded, "This is the special ability that my Crocodile is born with. When its torrent characteristic is activated, not only the water skills, but also the attack power of other skills will also increase a lot. But it's just that When it was a little crocodile, it couldn't control this power and could easily go berserk and hurt itself and those around it, so it was sealed before. Now it seems that after evolving, it can indeed control this power well. I also I feel relieved.”

"Yes, if this power is used in vain, it will easily cause harm to the elf's body." Asuka Aomori nodded. She had seen too many trainers who blindly pursued power but ignored the elf's body. The final result Regret often fails to save their bodies full of hidden wounds. "This forest badge is proof of defeating Linchun Gym. Take it well."

"Okay, thank you, Master Asuka." Ling took the badge and smiled, and his surroundings seemed to suddenly become brighter.

"Oh, by the way! Look at my memory. When you get older, you can't remember what you wanted to do before." When Ling and Shinji were packing their things and preparing to leave, Asuka Aomori slapped her head and left in a hurry. When he came back, he still held something like two slips of paper in his hand. When he looked closer, he realized that they were two tickets, "Tonight the Linchun Band will hold its annual spring concert, and I will also perform as the principal pianist. I’ve been thinking about the two internal tickets and I don’t know which one to give them, and I wonder if you are willing to go?”

"Go!"

Ling's eyes lit up when he heard the news, and he cheered and took the ticket from Asuka Aomori's hand.

The spring concerts in Linchun City have always attracted every music lover - rather, every concert of the Linchun Band is like this, and the tickets for the spring concerts were sold online the moment they opened for pre-sale. Being snatched up instantly made Ling, who logged in to the ticket purchase website two minutes later, jump with anger. On the day she arrived in Linchun City, she went to the offline ticket purchase place without any hope. As expected, the tickets here were Tickets have also been sold out long ago. She originally planned to leave Rinchun City with regrets after finishing the gym, but she didn't expect to get the ticket from the master of the gym, Asuka Aomori, who is the principal piano.

however……

"I'm not going." Shinji refused coldly while sorting the items in his backpack. Ling stood blankly in the room with his eyes wide open, his face full of disbelief.

"Why..." "There is no reason." Shinji raised his head, with a cold face, "You have already wasted too much time here, Ling. If you have this time to listen to a useless concert, you might as well leave now. Go challenge the gym in the next city.”

At this time, Ling's anger also rose. She took a step forward and stared at Shinji: "I don't allow you to describe the music I like as a waste of time and useless."

"Then you just stay here alone." Shinji turned around and put his bag on his back, snorted coldly, crumpled up the tickets that Ling had put into his hand and threw them into the trash can, " I'm not interested in anything other than anything that can make me stronger. This is your own hobby, Ling, not mine, understand? Don't force your own interests on me."

"Shinji... you... are you leaving now?" Ling was stunned and subconsciously stretched out his hand to grab Shinji's sleeve. His eyes suddenly felt sour, but he still resisted the urge to cry.

Shinji paused for a moment, turned his head to look at Ling, sighed, but still withdrew his hand: "How is it possible? Am I the kind of person who would leave my companions alone? I am just It’s just to go to the training ground. During the time when you go to those concerts, I always have to find something to do for myself.”

Ling retracted her hand in silence, her mouth dry and she didn't know what to say, so she had to lower her head silently so that no one could see her expression clearly, and let Shinji walk further and further until his footsteps could no longer be heard.

"Why...has it become like this?" Ling leaned against the wall, his body gradually sliding down until he sat on the cold floor, as if all the strength in his body had disappeared, "Pursuing what you like...is so frustrating. Is it confusing?”

"Shinji..."

Until the concert was about to start in the evening, Ling didn't see the figure of the purple-haired boy. In the end, he had to go alone to the sunken square in the Central Green Park, where the spring concert was held.

When she got there, the Greenland Park was already crowded with people. Even people without tickets were mixed in, trying to enjoy the fun outside the venue. They squeezed through the crowd with hunched shoulders and came to the ticket gate. Most of the people in line were in groups. In a team, she was the only one.

A stranger.

A gust of evening wind suddenly blew by. Ling shook violently and wrapped her cloak tightly around her. Looking at the people around her in twos and threes who were waiting for the opening ceremony like herself, she felt a sense of loneliness for no reason.

In fact, when it comes to loneliness, written in Chinese characters, it is nothing more than seventeen horizontal and vertical bends. It is not that Ling has never experienced it, but the loneliness at this time made her extremely uncomfortable.

Obviously a few years ago, she had traveled through countless areas alone and seen countless scenery alone. She had climbed Tianguan Mountain alone, she had also dived into the bottom of the sea with Menas, and she had braved the wind and sand to cross the desert. She also stumbled and explored the forest.

She has seen the mountains and flowing water, she has seen the forest and sea dancing, she has seen the moon in the sky at night, and she has also seen the migration of countless elves.

In those days, even though I was alone, even though I was lonely, I was still happy.

But all of this was nothing compared to what he had experienced while walking with Shinji in just a few months.

At this time, Ling's heart felt particularly lonely and empty, as if a piece was missing. I don't know where my thoughts are floating, and my mind is blank.

Rather than saying that Ling's heart was missing a piece because of Shinji's absence, it would be better to say that everyone's heart was missing a piece, maybe it was a regular square, maybe it was a somewhat irregular shape, or maybe it was a mess.

As for the gap in Ling's heart, it was probably because he couldn't tell what it looked like. Maybe some people were perfect circles, but they weren't suitable for Ling. The only thing she knows now is that the only person who can fill the hole in her heart and make it airtight is Shinji.

Only then did she understand how important that purple-haired boy was to her.

It was so important that even just thinking about the possibility that he would leave her would make her sad to the point of crying.

She wants to see him.

She wanted to see Shinji.

She wanted to tell Shinji that all her hobbies were not as important as him.

She didn't know how she listened to the whole performance. She just sat there in a daze. After it was over, she left the stage with the crowd in a daze. By the time she realized what she was doing, she was already sitting on a stone bench by the river. .

It was quiet around, no one was around, the cold wind blew one after another, and all that could be heard was the sound of the rushing river. Ling's nose felt sour and he almost shed tears.

Just because you have experienced the feeling of having someone by your side, you feel even more sad when you return to being alone.

She sat there for a long time, and then suddenly, the three elf balls at her waist opened, and three elves stood in front of her.

"milokaross..." "manyula..." "sirknight..."

"Meinas...Mahuola...then...Gardevoir..." Ling twitched the corner of his mouth and tried to show a smile, but failed. In the end, he could only sigh, "I really failed in interpersonal communication. ah……"

"Manyula!" Ma Xuanla patted her hand and looked up at her.

Ling understood what it meant.

——It says, you still have us.

"Of course I know...but you see, every person I try to put in my heart ends up leaving me, right?"

Gardevoir hugged her in silence. It was also one of the elves that witnessed Ling being knocked into a trough and then barely getting back up to this day. It understood her sadness and pain.

However, Menas, one of the elves who had been with Ling for the longest time, just raised his head and rubbed her cheek, then turned his head and looked in one direction. Ling was stunned and followed the direction of its gaze.

The purple-haired boy was standing in the distance, bent down and holding his knees with both hands, panting, then straightened up and met her eyes.

Ling was stunned, and his mind went blank again.

"Really... heir...?"

She was stiff, watching him walking towards her, she didn't even dare to move, for fear that everything she saw was a dream, and any movement would make the scene in front of her fall into pieces.

The purple-haired boy came to her, stretched out his hand and opened it. Through the moonlight, Ling could see clearly what he was holding.

——It is a wrinkled but forcibly smoothed concert ticket.

"Finally found you." Ling heard him say.

Ling's eyes were sore, and the tears he had been holding for a long time fell to the ground.

"Well..." She heard a cry in her voice as she answered him.