Uchiha Shizu stayed in ANBU for three years.

In the first year, some people in the clan were worried, but after all, that place was the serious ANBU in the village, directly under the Hokage, so they didn't bother to ask if they were worried.

In the second year, there were even more people in the clan to worry about. Although that place was an ANBU directly under the Hokage, not a single message came back for more than a year. It seemed that something was wrong...

One day during regular training, Itachi couldn't hold it back and asked, "Jing, how is she doing?"

"In the ANBU, what can happen if she doesn't go on a mission?" Zhisui answered the question, then looked at Itachi's eyes and quickly lost his temper, "Well, I don't know either..."

"You have no idea. Aren't you also from ANBU?"

"There are many departments in ANBU, okay..." Shisui scratched his head, "I have asked the Hokage, and every time he just said that she is very good and studies very seriously."

"Sasuke has been pestering me a lot lately. He keeps asking me where sister Jing is. If he continues like this, he will almost tell me the truth."

"...How unkind. How old was your brother when he left quietly? He was three years old? How can a three-year-old child remember someone for such a long time?"

"Sasuke said Shizu has beautiful eyes."

Shisui rolled his eyes, "Okay, I'll ask later. The Hokage probably won't stop her from delivering news to his home."

The Hokage never stopped Jing from delivering news, but Jing never thought of sending anything back. She would always ask about Itachi and Shisui's current situation, and would also ask about the progress of Shizu's training. The Hokage and Tenzo would tell the truth. She, over time, she forgot about sending messages back.

But Shisui had said so, so of course Jing couldn't pretend to forget it anymore.

So, one day later, Shisui got the letter from Shisui.

only……

"Jing said, this is for Sasuke."

"????to whom?"

"To Sasuke." Sandai repeated kindly, looking at Shisui whose Sharingan eyes almost popped out.

"This little heartless!"

Shisui held up the thick envelope, his face red with anger. As Sasuke's brother, Itachi touched his nose guiltily and decided to pretend to be mute for a while.

"I've taught her so much after all, right? This guy hasn't sent a message back for more than a year, and it's so easy to send it to who? To Sasuke? Sasuke trained with her in relationships, and Sasuke taught her her The Three Body Technique, the graduation exam that Sasuke helped her pass?"

"The Hokage also said that she often asks about your current situation, she..."

"Then she doesn't know how to send a message back to say she's safe? Does she know that someone is worried about her?"

"Be more open-minded." Itachi sighed, "Many times, no news is good news."

Zhisui was silent, but soon he frowned again.

"Invite me to your house for dinner today."

"what?"

"I want to see what that bastard wrote for your brother."

"..."

Today, Itachi's family is full of people, even Fugaku is here. Shisui's visit is still quite new, but no matter how new it is, he is not as new as Shisui's letter to Sasuke.

Even Fugaku was curious about what Shizu would write for Sasuke, who was barely five years old and didn't know a few words.

But when little Sasuke opened the letter, everyone was stunned.

"Is this...A Jing's calligraphy?" Fugaku couldn't help but sigh, "This calligraphy is so beautiful."

"No, I've seen Ah Jing's calligraphy." Zhisui frowned, "A Jing's handwriting is beautiful, but it's not like that at all."

"We haven't seen each other for more than a year, so there are changes."

"Then it can't be this big, right?"

"The Hokage should...not fool us with a fake letter."

Fugaku's tone was not very firm when he said this, and then he suddenly realized that his eldest son had not spoken for a long time.

"Weasel."

"Huh?" Itachi suddenly came back to his senses, "This is the word Jing."

"But this has changed too much."

"It's Jing's name." Itachi's voice was lower, "It's very similar to Teacher Heping's."

"Teacher Ping once said before leaving that he would write a copybook for Jing and let her take care of it."

Both Shisui and Fugaku were stunned for a moment, but Sasuke was the only one who didn't realize it, blinking his big watery eyes and asking what was going on.

"It's okay." Itachi immediately put away all negative emotions and smiled gently at Sasuke.

"Come on, let's take a look at what A Jingdu wrote." Zhisui quickly smoothed things over and changed the subject, but then he was confused again.

"あい...What are these? Words are not words, words are not words." Shisui scratched his head, "Password?"

Fugaku flipped through the remaining pages and found that each one was the same except for the size of the characters.

"What do you mean..." Fugaku also frowned.

Just when four people, or to be precise, three people and a curious baby who didn't understand anything, were preparing to take apart the letter numbers and reassemble them to decipher the code, Mikoto happened to pass by and took a glance.

"Wow... is this a copybook? Written by A Jing? The calligraphy is really beautiful."

Copybook? Fugaku, Shisui, and Itachi all raised their heads and looked at Mikoto.

"Isn't it?" Mikoto was also confused. She took another look, "Isn't this the fifty-syllable hiragana? It just so happens that Sasuke is almost five years old and it's time to learn to write."

……

Oh, it's a copybook for Sasuke.

Fugaku coughed dryly to cover up his embarrassing decision, and then said seriously to his youngest son, "Practice your calligraphy well."

"Yeah!" Sasuke, who didn't understand anything, agreed with starry eyes.

Itachi didn't know very well how well Sasuke was practicing his calligraphy. He was also quite busy.

But he knew clearly that from the time Shizu returned the first letter, Sasuke no longer clamored to play with Sister Jing.

I was forced to practice calligraphy by Fugaku.

It's not like I hate her that much, but...just...well...

Jing, on the other hand, seemed to have opened some seal with this first letter. From then on, Jing would have someone bring a letter to the clan on the first weekend of every month. It was unshakable. It was all for Sasuke, and it was all handwritten. Fresh copybook.

Sasuke was about to cry when he was forced to practice calligraphy, but he also understood that Sister Jing was doing it for his own good. Gradually, he got used to this strange greeting once a month.

Then, on the first weekend of the eighteenth month, the week when Sasuke entered school, he did not receive a new copybook.

"What's wrong with Sister Jing?"

Sasuke's face bulged into a bulge. He pulled his brother's clothes and asked aggrievedly. Of course Itachi didn't know, so he had to poke Sasuke's forehead lightly.

"Sister Jing went on a mission."

"Oh..." Baozi felt even more aggrieved. In the past, Sister Jing's copybooks had never been late for even one day, and this has been a whole week.

Baozi was aggrieved, and Itachi and Zhisui were also worried. Zhisui was getting busier and busier now. Even Itachi was going to enter the ANBU next week. But at this moment, none of them knew what happened to Jing. What happened to the belated letter? What exactly is there in the copybook?

But soon, they won't have to worry.

Three years, three years without seeing each other, there has been no change at the Uchiha gate. Standing quietly at the door of the tribe, she felt like crying a little bit. When she turned her eyes again, she saw the surprised and expectant eyes of the three people over there.

"Ajing...?" Zhishui asked tentatively.

"Brother Zhishui!" Jing couldn't help it, she threw her arms around Zhishui's neck.

"You, why didn't you tell me in advance when you came back!" Zhishui's voice was choked with sobs.

"I miss you so much!"

"Sister Jing!"

Sasuke's little breasts sounded like crying, which made Jing feel distressed. She quickly let go of Shisui's neck, knelt down and hugged Sasuke.

"Little Sasuke has grown taller!" She wiped away her tears, looked at it carefully, and smiled, "He has become more handsome! There must be many little girls in school who like Sasuke!"

"Sister!" Sasuke blushed.

Jing then raised her head and looked at the last one.

In three years, Itachi has also grown taller, his delicate face has become much more mature, and his two tear troughs are much longer than three years ago.

Itachi didn't cry, but there were many sparkling things in his eyes. In the end, he just stretched out his right hand to Jing, squinted and chuckled.

"Jing, welcome back."

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