Uchiha's Hokage

Chapter 42: Dream?Reality?

"Where is this place?"

Zheng Ailin opened her eyes and started violently.

Looking around, looking at the familiar and unfamiliar environment around me, I fell into meditation.

Looking down at his hands, then at the pillow with Lin printed on it, he pondered, "Is this all a dream? No wonder I felt my brain was not working well before."

At this time, he felt that his mind was extremely flexible, and his mind was not very bright when he was in the "dream".

It's also why he's been doing some amazing things.

"Is it really a dream?" She squeezed her fist.

I remembered the last scene when my consciousness disappeared.

His father Qiufeng's heart was hollow and blood was continuously flowing out, and his mother Mengyao lay peacefully in his arms.

There is also the body of his mother's psychic beast.

And
Those pair of Sharingan!

Why is the experience in my dream so real, as if it is just a dream now?
Shaking his head, he expelled this strange thought from his mind.

A self-deprecating smile rose from the corner of his mouth, how could it be true?
'How could I have the love of my parents, how could I have clansmen! '

How could there be someone who likes me!
"Oh!" Love sighed.

Then turn on the screen of the computer on the bedside table.

What caught my eye was the painting of Kakashi Porin.

"The computer has been turned off, I have a bad memory."

Another night, what a waste!
With a little emotion in his heart, he no longer cared about this matter, after all, he was not short of electricity bills.

What's more, my parents who are far away abroad will transfer the money I can't spend to my card.

Thinking of this, Zheng Ailin compared her parents with those of "Uchiha Ai".

Ah!
Shaking his head self-deprecatingly, there is no comparison.

In order to be able to see their son, Qiufeng and Mengyao were able to return from the tense battlefield.

And what about him?
Since he was six years old, he has been alone. Apart from his only cat and a little yellow duck, there is only a big empty house and endless money.

The cat and the duck have already returned.

There is only one person in the big house covering an area of ​​more than one mu.

He doesn't want much, just come back once a year.

Don't let him live alone for at least a year.

Shaking his head, instead of thinking about these useless things, he slowly erased Kakashi and Rin from the drawing board,

Draw a Q version of Lin again, and then slowly draw Ai Uchiha in a rabbit one-piece pajamas.

Then draw some small animals.

The Q version of Lin and Ai snuggle together in a group of animals with peace of mind.

The two characters had smiles on their faces.

The corner of Zheng Ailin's mouth unconsciously opened a smile.

How good is that?

No?
He thought so too.

Later, Qiufeng and his wife were drawn behind them.

The two stood side by side, gazing at Ai and Lin with relief and satisfaction in their eyes.

Color the couple in ten minutes.

After painting, Zheng Ailin suddenly felt like crying.

Water mist appeared in the eye sockets unconsciously.

With a sniff, he reached out to wipe the mist from his eyes.

Make the whole painting longer again, leaving a blank space.

Once again, draw a face with a hint of majesty unconsciously, a slight smile on the corner of the mouth, and a woman with long black hair standing beside her.

The woman's body unconsciously reveals tenderness.

The man is Uchiha Fugaku, and the woman is his wife Uchiha Mikoto.

The two stood not far away with smiles on their faces, staring at the four people in front of them.

Then Zheng Ailin drew Uchiha Wang Fugui and Uchiha Haru next to them.

Like Fu Yue and Mikoto, the two stared at the four people in front of them with a smile on their faces. They cuddled together, their eyes revealing happiness.

This freshly painted section was colored in less than an hour.

After finishing painting, Zheng Ailin was startled suddenly, and tears rolled down her cheeks.

A great sense of grievance emerged from his heart.

His eyes were red, and tears rolled down his cheeks.

"Father...Mother...Lin..."

Zheng Ailin spoke with a choked voice, her voice intermittent.

The hand of the mouse moved unconsciously, and quickly opened a new white drawing board.

After choosing a brush, I quickly started drawing on the drawing board.

A circle, a big windmill.

The circle surrounds the big windmill.

Subconsciously paint it.

It is the eternal kaleidoscope of autumn wind, Sharingan.

Then unconsciously draw scenes on the white drawing board.

After painting one place, paint it quickly, and then paint the rest.

If the drawing board is not enough, extend it.

Paint from morning to night.

There was no intention of stopping the painting until the evening, so I continued to paint.

The next night, Zheng Ailin stopped the mouse in her hand.

Also recover from that trance state.

At this time, his eyes were red and swollen, and tears were still rolling down his cheeks.

"Ahem..." Zheng Ailin coughed twice, feeling her throat was dying of thirst.

I glanced at the computer screen inadvertently, and then froze.

This... who drew it?
I drew it?
Ok?
He is completely unconscious during painting, which means that these things are all painted by his subconscious mind.

The scene on the drawing board is the delivery room.

Mengyao holds the newborn Uchiha Ai.

Uchiha lay in Mengyao's arms with his eyes closed.

Qiu Feng's eyes were full of Sangou jade, and his face was full of panic.

Fu Yue's face was full of helplessness.

This is exactly what happened when Ai Uchiha was born.

Zheng Ailin slowly slid the drawing board, and the fragments of Uchiha Ai's birth were slowly displayed in front of his eyes.

Scenes slowly slipped by.

The sliding stopped suddenly, and I saw Lin hiding a small head behind her parents.

The eyes looked curiously at Uchiha Ai and Uchiha Qiufeng who were opposite.

His parents' faces were wary.

Seeing this, Zheng Ailin felt a bit of bitterness in her heart.

Then slide the mouse slowly again, and quickly slide over some experiences.

The only thing that can slow him down is the presence of Lin, Kakashi and Qiufeng Mengyao.

Fragments slowly slipped past my eyes one by one.

It seems to have re-experienced Uchiha Ai's life again.

"This is..." The mouse in Zheng Ailin's hand stopped suddenly.

Bloodshot eyes appeared in his eyes, his hands were clenched tightly, and veins appeared on his forehead.

In the painting, Uchiha Qiufeng knelt on one knee, holding Mengyao and Qingmao lying in his arms, looking backward.

A black hand protruded from the heart, holding a blood-stained kunai in it.

The owner of the hand is Heijue!

The black and white side is dyed with a trace of black flame...

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The long-lost Naruto cold joke, the eighth issue:
The strongest psychic: Sakura
Psychic Beast: Uzumaki Naruto.

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Ahhhhh, I suddenly found out that my book is on the free list, the weekly list is 170, and the monthly list is 133. I am an excited group.

I feel like I can wake up laughing from my dreams tonight.

so happy
Hahahaha.

Thank you for your continued support.

(End of this chapter)