Hokage: I Neji will never go offline

While Chuanmu was still in a state of confusion, the light piercing the darkness gradually shrank, and the figure in the light gradually became blurred. Seeing this, Chuanmu couldn't stop his heartbeat from missing a beat.

"Wait! Don't go! Don't leave me! Wait!"

Chuanmu, who had been tortured by darkness and loneliness for a long time, broke out completely at this moment, struggled to get up, and ran towards the ray of light. Seeing the light getting closer and closer to him, Chuanmu gradually became excited , and even put a happy smile on his face.

Finally, Chuanmu caught up with the light, came to the front of the light, and stretched out his hand to touch the light that had been separated from him for an unknown amount of time.

The moment Chuanmu stretched his hand into the light, a dazzling white light lit up in front of Chuanmu, which dispelled all the darkness around him, and Chuanmu couldn't help closing his eyes.

However, when Chuanmu opened his eyes again, he found that he had returned to the endless snowfield.

"Crack~~"

A sound of broken glass appeared in Chuanmu's mind, and Chuanmu himself didn't know what was broken.

Chuanmu's gaze became dull again, and he pressed his hands tightly on his chest, only to find that there was no heartbeat at all.

"I... am here again? But why don't I feel cold? Why don't I feel hungry? Why does it hurt so much? What have I... lost?"

Chuanmu fell to his knees on the snow with a "plop", and his hands covering his chest became more forceful, and a painful expression appeared on his face. The heart-piercing pain gushed out from his chest, but he couldn't feel it carefully. Knowing where the pain came from, it is so painful but can't feel the exact location of the pain, no matter how hard you press it, it's like scratching your boots, it doesn't work at all.

"Why is this happening? I am now...what is it? Am I... still alive?"

Chuanmu doubted his own existence for the first time, and once the thought of doubt appeared, it could never be erased from his mind.

Suddenly, Chuanmu thought of something, and when he looked up, he saw another self lying down in the snow, that self still had a smile on his mouth, and even in the snow, he seemed to be asleep.

"this is me?"

Chuanmu hurriedly crawled forward, crawled in front of himself lying in the snow, stretched out his hand to touch, but as soon as his hand touched, that self suddenly turned into snow, as if everything was just an illusion, but Chuanmu But he always felt that he must have read right just now, even if there was no basis for Chuanmu, he firmly insisted on his own idea.

"what!"

Chuanmu finally couldn't help holding his headache and screaming, his eyes were bloodshot, and the heart-piercing pain was transferred from his chest to his brain. The extremely severe pain made Chuanmu feel that his head was about to explode.

"what!!"

Chuan Mu's voice became louder and louder, and the pain also increased.

Finally, after Chuanmu's yelling reached a critical point, Chuanmu lost his voice. Although his mouth was still open, he could no longer make any sound.

A strand of tears slid down Chuanmu's cheek until it dripped to the ground.

"Pfft!"

Chuanmu fell down again, his consciousness completely plunged into darkness.

"Hey~~ It's really outrageous."

With a sigh, a slightly disappointed voice sounded in Chuanmu's ears. Chuanmu slowly opened his eyes, only then did he realize that he was back in the small black room again, and what appeared in front of him were a pair of legs, Looking up along the legs, it was Shiro standing in front of him.

Just as Chuanmu was about to open his mouth to speak, a seductive scent suddenly poured into Chuanmu's nasal cavity. Chuanmu turned his head and saw a bowl of fragrant rice with meat on it.

"Gudong!"

The smell of the food made Chuanmu couldn't help swallowing, this small gesture made Bai sneer disdainfully, turned his head and was about to leave, Chuanmu hurriedly called to stop Bai.

"Wait! What is this place!"

Bai paused slightly when he raised his footsteps just now, and turned around pretending to be puzzled.

"Did you just hit your head and knock people stupid? Where do you think this is? Don't you have eyes yourself? Crazy!"

"Head bump? What's going on? What just happened?"

Chuan Mu's face was full of bewilderment, but he still subconsciously touched the back of his head with his hand, and Bai took a deep breath, looking very impatient.

"Just now, you took advantage of the moment I bent down to put the rice on the ground, and wanted to escape, but you passed out with your head on the edge of the bed. Don't you remember? Even if you don't, you can touch it yourself Look over your head to see if there is a big bag."

"Bumped against the edge of the bed and passed out? Is that the case?"

Chuanmu's face was full of disbelief, and at the same time, he moved the hand on the back of his head to the top of his head. As Bai said, there was a small bag on the top of Chuanmu's head at this time. Kawaki brings a very real pain.

"Did I just hit the edge of the bed?"

"Hmm? Otherwise, what do you think is wrong? Could it be that you thought you just escaped? Okay, I still have things to do. I'm not an idler like you, so I'm leaving first, but I will soon I will come to you, after all, you are my research material now."

Saying that, Bai ignored Chuan Mu and left the small black room, but the moment he closed the door, a meaningful smile appeared on Bai's face, and at the same time, the kaleidoscope Sharingan flashed in his eyes. Pass.

Chuanmu sat cross-legged on the ground, with his hands still on top of his head, unable to recover for a long time.

Bai said that Chuanmu just fainted after being hit, which Chuanmu couldn't believe no matter what. Although Chuanmu is not a ninja, he has done a lot of training before, and he has a wedge to activate his body. He just fainted when he hit his head This is completely impossible.

But the bag on his head is like ironclad evidence, so Chuanmu has to seriously think about whether he hit his head at the time, but as long as he thinks about it, Chuanmu's mind is full of the previous snowfield or the endless darkness , I never thought of such a small detail as bumping my head.

"Did I really just hit my head? Could it be that everything was a dream? No! It was so real, I wouldn't feel pain in my dream, but the pain at that time was so real, my head was going to explode Yes, but...could it just be the pain from bumping your head projected into the dream?"

Chuanmu was completely in chaos, he couldn't figure it out no matter what he thought about it, he felt suspicious no matter what he thought about it, but he couldn't find any breakthrough point.

In the end, Chuanmu could only put aside thinking about these messy things for a while, picked up the rice bowl next to him, regardless of whether his hands were dirty, grabbed the food and stuffed it into his mouth, eating it deliciously.