19. Change your name
"Hey, Ella, it's me, Ian. ā¦ā¦ Well, we're back. What's going on at the base? ā¦ā¦ Time, it will be there in about ten days. ā¦ā¦ No, leave this alone, you answer me first, how is the situation at my base? ā
Inside, Ashie is piloting the Lost, Oliver is in charge, and Ian is following Silver's instructions to contact Ella.
"What do you mean when you say it's bad too? Didn't Silver entrust the base to your care before leaving? ā¦ā¦ No, you'll have to explain to me, what do you mean my room still needs to be cleaned? Why does my room need to be cleaned? Didn't I lock the door before I left? ā
Everyone had a bad premonition, and sure enough, three seconds later, they heard Ian go crazy.
"Damn!! Ella, you bastard! Why mine! I locked three locks, and you still have the ability to pry them open for me?! Why don't you become a locksmith! ā
The three of them, who had locked four, six, and eight, looked at the sky together.
"What about them? ā¦ā¦ Uh-huh...... So don't tell me that every real yĆ n is done in my room...... Groove !! If you have the ability, don't run, I'll go back and suck you dry and make you a dry corpse! ā¦ā¦ you dare to threaten me?! I sue you, even if you blow up the entire interstellar this time, it's useless! ā
Ian hung up the comm hard.
"Yi ...... Kindness? Oliver whispered tentatively.
Ian's face was swollen red, his chest was still rising and falling violently, and he glared at him angrily: "What are you doing! ā
Oliver wrung his fingers and asked, "What's that...... Your room, well, I just wanted to ask, my room...... Uh, is the lock broken? ā
Although it seemed that only his room was the most miserable after listening to Ian's words just now, Oliver was not at ease and still wanted to verify it again.
But he didn't mention it, and as soon as he mentioned Ian, he became angry.
"Your room is good!" Ian angrily slammed the communicator on the table, pointed at Oliver and said, "There is still one lock left in your room, and there are three left in Ashie, silver is the best, and all eight are there!" Just my suffering! ā
Seeing Oliver pat his chest and breathe a sigh of relief, Ian was so angry that his teeth itched. If it weren't for the distance, he would have rushed back and tore Ella right now.
But in a fit of rage, Ian suddenly realizes something very important - his room has been destroyed by Ella, and he has nowhere to live!
It was like being splashed on his head by a bucket of cold water, and the fire in Ian's eyes suddenly disappeared, replaced by a strange brilliance called calculation. His room can't be occupied, so can he......
"...... Aki"
Aki was controlling the ship when she heard this grumbling cry, and her hand holding the joystick trembled.
"What's wrong?" Yahi turned around, and sure enough, he saw Ian with a flat mouth and a pitiful look at him.
Ian sniffled, trying his best to imitate Oliver's aggrieved look when he found out that Dandan's dislike look didn't want him, and looked at Ashie with his glass-clear sea-blue eyes and said, "Ashie, my room can't be lived, can I ......"
"You can come and sleep in my hammock!" Oliver said.
"Shut up!" Ian glared at him fiercely, and then changed into a sobbing appearance and said to Aki, "Aki...... If you refuse to take me in, then I will have to lay out in the hall......"
Ahi said, "You can sleep in Oliver's hammock." ā
"Hammock, hammock sleeps badly......"
"That'...... I think there was a sofa bed in Silver's bedroom, so I guess it would be more comfortable. ā
"But Silver has to take care of the balls......"
Yaxi said with some embarrassment: "But there is only one bed in my room, don't you feel cramped?" ā
"No, no, no!" Ian's head shook like a rattle, "Don't worry, Yahi, I'm skinny!" It's true! I'm not going to take up a lot of space, and I'm definitely not going to squeeze you! ā
When it came to this, Yaxi couldn't refuse anymore, so he could only smile helplessly: "Okay then." ā
Yes! Ian gestured triumphantly in his mind.
"By the way, Silver, the eggs have hatched, should we change its name?" After solving the accommodation problem, Ian turned his head and asked Silver, who was sitting on the sofa with a bird.
Oliver said, "Isn't it called Chubby?" ā
Ian: "...... That's whether you have a name or not, you see where people are fat. ā
"Chirp!" Fangs are right!
"At best, it's a little round."
āā¦ā¦ā
The little one silently buried his head in the clothes on his master's chest. Masters, they're all badasses, let's ignore them, okay......
"It's time for a different name."
Silver's low, elegant voice came from above, and the little one raised his head and crashed into his master's smiling eyes.
The owner's eyes are slender and raised, and the pupils are the thickest black, and they look very sharp if you don't smile. But it is not afraid at all, because since it is conscious, it is the owner who has been taking care of it. It fell into the acid pit, and the owner fished it up, for which he also suffered a hand injury; It made a mess of the bed, and the owner did not beat it or scold it, but gently hugged it to sleep; It plays a scoundrel and wants to hug and kiss, and the owner will never refuse, only smile and give it a poop; It was captured by the bad guys who could fly, and the owner was so angry that he was injured in the shoulder in order to save it......
The owner's name is nice and it's called Silver. It knows this word, and in its innate memory, there is a very beautiful tree called ginkgo, there is a shiny powder called Yinsha, and there is a river flowing in the sky called Yinhan......
Silver is a precious and beautiful name.
Master, I won't call you master in the future, and I'll call you silver, okay?
Seeing the little guy in a daze at him, the smile in his silver eyes deepened a little, raised his hand and touched its fluffy little head, and said, "Dandan, shall I give you another name?" ā
"Chirp~~~"
So Silver looked up and asked, "What do you think it's called?" ā
Oliver said, "Chubby! Or Chubby! Fat boy! ā
Ian said, "It's hard to hear, I think...... Well, how about Little Red? ā
Oliver: "...... where are you more advanced than me?"
Ian also seemed to find that his name was too substandard, scratched his head, and said, "Or is it called Jiu Jiu?" You see, it's always chirping. ā
Birdie: "Wow! ā
Ian: "...... Well, and chirp. ā
"Why don't you call it cutie?" Aki smiled, "Because I think it's so cute." ā
Oliver: "You can also call it Fatty!" ā
Ian: "Little Feather." ā
Aki: "Moe Moe is okay too. ā
The three of you and I came up with many names, and in the end they couldn't hold each other, and there was really no way to judge whose name was the best, so they could only look at the silver in unison.
Ian asked, "What do you think of Silver?" ā
Silver thought for a moment and said, "It's all good." ā
Yahiti said: "Otherwise, each of us writes down the name that comes to mind on a piece of paper, and after messing up, we will choose it for Dandan, and it will be called whatever it chooses, how about it?" ā
It is also commonly known as drawing lots.
Although it is strange to go to great lengths to choose a name for a bird, it has to be said that it is indeed the best way to do it right now.
So Aki cut the paper, and Ian distributed the pieces of paper and pens to each person, three sheets per person, and folded them into the basket after they were written, and let the bird choose them when they were all collected.
"Hey, Silver, why did you just write one?" Oliver asked in surprise when he threw the three pieces of paper he had written into the basket and found that there were still two blank sheets left in his silver hand.
"I can only think of one."
The pieces of paper were quickly collected, ten in all, three each for Ian, Oliver, and Yahi, and one for silver. Yaxi crumpled all these pieces of paper into a ball, sent them to the bird, and said gently, "Oh, come and see, your future name is here." ā
"Huh?" The bird tilted its head to look at Ahi and then at the basket, and finally fixed its gaze on Silver.
"Go pick one." Silver put it on the table, patted its little brain and said, "Pick one of your favorites and bring it back." ā
"Chirp~~~"
Got the master's instructions, the little guy happily jumped over, buried his head in the pile of paper balls and arched randomly, smelled left and right, and finally arched to a paper ball when he happily "chirped", and dragged it out with a small mouth.
"I'll take a look......"
Aki picked up the paper ball it had dragged out and unfolded it, stunned.
I saw a name written on the piece of paper in a beautiful oblique flower font -
Angel.