Conan's I am Pikachu

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"Hey, why!" The child said with a dazed face, "You are not mine, why do you name me?"

"I have my own name, don't worry about it!"

"Also, don't tease me anymore." The child snorted, "I want to steal your things. Now you have caught me, I will admit it."

"If you want to kill, you have to pluck, just listen to it!"

"Don't be so excited."

Facing this stiff-mouthed child, Ze Yu just chuckled, shook his head, and said to the man standing aside: "Take Piqiu's mother over, and ask the best doctor to help her."

To deal with this kind of stubborn child, it is the most straightforward way to ask a doctor to treat his sick mother.

"Yes." One of the two men who drove the child up before stood up.

He replied respectfully, then stepped back, obviously to do something.

"Why are you……"

Hearing Ze Yu's words, the child suddenly froze for a moment, with some doubts.

"Why do you want to help me?" He said blankly: "You know, I was planning to steal your food before..."

In this era, any piece of food is precious. Even if a piece of the cheapest brown bread is thrown on the street, a group of homeless people are looting it.

As for the food enjoyed by the rich, it is even more expensive. The price of a dinner alone can make many poor people jealous.

To put it more directly, in the eyes of this little child, even if he is sold, the price of the ingredients in the castle's kitchen is far lower.

Based on his desire to steal these ingredients, even if the beautiful blond nobleman was furious and wanted to kill himself, he could understand.

However, the blond nobleman has never been angry from beginning to end, and has always been a plain, gentle posture, exceptionally gentle.

He is so gentle, completely different from those proud nobles.

Since the kid was escorted up, he has beaten the blond nobleman several times.

But instead of being angry, the blond nobleman gave an order to his men to take the child's mother over and ask the doctor to treat her.

This little kid... should call him "Piqiu" now, he said he couldn't understand the thoughts of the blond nobleman.

Why is this rich nobleman doing this?Is this reasonable?

Why should he be so good to himself, a poor, poor boy?It's impossible to covet something in yourself, right?

It's impossible. It's not uncommon for a kid like him to catch a lot on the street.

In the eyes of the nobles, Piqiu, a poor child, has no value at all.

Who will pay a price for something worthless?

Even for a wealthy nobleman, asking a doctor for treatment is just a trivial small expense, not worth mentioning, but Pichu still can't understand it.

Seeing the puzzled look of Piqiu, Ze Yu smiled and said softly, "I think you are very good."

"Follow me."

Ze Yu put his elbows on the table, crossed the fingers of both hands, supported his chin, and said with a smile: "You don't seem to trust me much."

"But as long as you choose to be by my side, I will let you know what kind of person I am."

………

In the villa by the sea.

Piqiu quietly looked at the sunflowers on the table. The sun shining on the sunflowers made these flowers look extraordinarily bright and exuded a light floral fragrance.

Picchu's eyes were filled with memories.

Soon after, his memories ended.

Picchu came back to his senses, a smile appeared on his face, and he couldn't help feeling a little bit emotional.

The scene of my encounter with my husband back then, even if I think about it now, it still makes him feel amazing.

In Pichu's eyes, being able to meet Mr.

If it weren't for the husband, I must have already become a pile of bones, right?

Just like the sunflower on the table, no matter how splendid it is now, it will gradually wither, and there will always be a day of withering.

………

"Ah sneeze!" Ze Yu couldn't help but sneezed and rubbed his nose, thinking a little strangely: "Who is thinking of me?"

Ze Yu's physical fitness is very high, and it is impossible for him to catch a cold. Therefore, once he sneezes, it means that someone is thinking about him.

This is not a joke, Ze Yu's intuition and perception are very powerful, if someone really thinks about him, he will definitely feel it.

However, it is difficult for Ze Yu to tell who the opponent is.

Unless he covers the world with his'electromagnetic induction force field', otherwise, he doesn't know who is missing himself quietly.

"Forget it, no matter."

If he couldn't figure out who the other party was, Ze Yu was too lazy to think, and chose to give up thinking.

He hadn't thought that it was his little attendant who missed himself in his heart after receiving the gift.

There was no reason for him. Although Pichu had been with him for three hundred years, Ze Yu would often forget him.

After all, Ze Yu would change bodyguards every once in a while. Although Piqiu had been with him for three hundred years, in fact, even Piqiu had not spent so much time with Zeyu as a small attendant.

In addition, since Picchu matured, he lost his childhood vigor and became a little reticent, like a little transparent.

This also led to a problem, Ze Yu would often forget the little transparency of Piqiu.

This is just a small problem, Ze Yu doesn't care.

Who called that guy Pichu grew up, always taciturn, so low sense of existence?

Since his sense of existence is so low, Zeyu would forget him, and it seemed normal.

Ze Yu would only think of this guy unless he was ordered by a task.

As for this time, it is completely exceptional.

Who prevents Ze Yu from sending the flowers?It can only be given to Piqiu, this little transparent.

"In other words, Mid-Autumn Festival is coming soon."

Ze Yu stood in the courtyard of Dr. A Li's house, looked up at the sky, and muttered to himself.

Although it is daytime and the moon cannot be seen, this does not prevent him from standing in a daze.

Calculating the time, this year's Mid-Autumn Festival is almost coming, I really look forward to it.

Don't ask how Zeyu calculates time, he has his own set of time calculation schemes.

All in all, Ze Yu has only one idea: Mid-Autumn Festival is coming, it's time to eat moon cakes.

Speaking of it, although they retain the habit of admiring the moon on the island country, they are only the Mid-Autumn Festival. Only China celebrates the Mid-Autumn Festival.

Moreover, islanders do not eat moon cakes.

But Ze Yu is not from an island country, he still retains the habit of eating moon cakes during the Mid-Autumn Festival.