[Hokage] It's not Quanna

There is a powerful soul living in my body, and he is now screaming in my body.Speaking of tempting me, I opened my eyes impatiently, and came to the depths of my spiritual world. The ghost's whole body was filled with white tubes in my body, slowly sucking the magic chakra he absorbed into me. I stood outside the tall prison door and looked at him, struggling ridiculously. You must know that the name of the sacred tree is not so simple. I was born to seal the powerful Chakra body. The beast was sealed in the body of the divine tree, but at that time the divine tree had no power but no tool for thinking, but now I can think, and even have a human body shape, except for my skin color, which is different from that of a normal human. people make no difference.

By the way, that soul is called Indra, and it is said to be a very strong existence, at least the master thinks so, but I don't think so.As long as he is sealed into my body, he will never get out unless I am willing, let alone the moment when I absorb the power of chakra and soul, no matter how strong he is, he is still weak to me.

I heard him say a lot of nonsense, and then turned around and entered the master's spiritual world.The poor person has been together for two lifetimes and doesn't know what I care about and what can move me. I am very ignorant.I used to have the power, and even Yuyi's mother ate the fruit in my body, and only then did they have the two brothers.

After I sealed the tailed beast, part of my consciousness separated and became a plant called Zihua Diding.At that time, I had no memory of being a sacred tree at all. I could understand human beings and see them, but I couldn't communicate with them, and I couldn't move. , watching my short life in a static mode.

My roots and stems can be used to treat diseases, but the flowers are often useless. Therefore, when I had a clear pain, I was split in two and my body was separated. I still feel a little scared when I recall the pain.

In short, all my feelings were transferred to the flowers and leaves. After a burst of pain that made me dizzy, I was soaked with the soil and pebbles from the roots, and I looked clean and beautiful.

The good times don't last long, no matter how beautiful the flowers are without the moisture of the soil, they will wither quickly, and I am no exception. My flowers and leaves are withered and falling, and I also emit a rotten smell. My buyer finally couldn't bear to throw me out. outside the window.

I started watching people walk by their bodies, and I wasn't too anxious about my own death, because there was nothing I could do about it.Misfortunes never come singly, dark clouds shrouded my head, and it didn't take long for the heavy rain on my head to fall on me one by one, which was very painful.Beat my rotten flowers and leaves to pieces.I really want to close my eyes and ignore the pain in my body, but unfortunately, I don't have the ability.So I watched my body being washed into the slope by the water and flowed to the distance, I could feel my life was passing, at least when the coldness and numbness of the body could no longer be felt, I felt that I was going to die, and then began For the next journey of my life, I think so resignedly.

"Purple petals, very beautiful." The girl's crisp voice sounded above me, since I had no possibility of "moving" and couldn't see her appearance clearly, I just thought the voice was sweet and pleasant.

"It's so pitiful, just being thrown here like this, come home with me." The girl said, holding me carefully in her palm.

I finally saw her appearance, melon seed face, big and bright eyes, there is always a gloom in her eyes that does not belong to her age, her complexion is snow-white that I have never seen before, she looks like fifteen or sixteen years old, and her hair is braided. With thick braids hanging behind her head, she is slender and thin. I think she should be the kind of greenhouse flower that needs protection. She is so beautiful and pure, which is not comparable to cheap plants like me.

She looked at me and smiled, until she shed tears, and said to me, "Can I raise you? How about we live together?"

The pitiful pleading in her eyes, something touched my heart, what was she talking about?She is so beautiful, but she still talks to me in such a tone that no one wants. I know some people like role-playing, but it is too boring to play this kind of tricks on a flower and leaf.

Unable to resist, her pleading questions always flashed before my eyes, and the tears seemed to flow into my heart. At that moment, I felt that she was very sad, very sad.At the same time, I thought about the fact that I was about to die. It would be nice to have some special memories before I die, wouldn't it?I nodded in my heart, yes.

The girl stared into my eyes and smiled, "Thank you, I will take care of it." She picked me up into the ditch filled with rainwater and drenched me all over, then she quickly ran with me in her arms Get up and say, "Hurry up, hurry up, I can't let you die."

I laughed, it doesn't matter if a lowly plant like me dies.Don't be so nervous.

I was put in a glass prepared by the first girl and placed on the cabinet next to her bed, so she could see me when she woke up.Also I can see girls very close.

The girl is very outgoing, she likes to talk to me, sometimes she will talk about her own affairs, sometimes she will talk about her troubles, in short, she will tell me whatever she has to say.

Although I don't quite understand, I can see that her family is not happy. Her mother often beats her, and her father is cowardly. He watched anxiously from the side.

At this time, the girl always glanced at her father, then lowered her head numbly, squatted in a corner with her head in her arms, and let all kinds of sticks fall on her body. the chill.I know that she will cut off such things as family affection, and there will be no pain without love, and I understand her feelings.But I don't want her to look at me that way one day, never.

After beating her severely, her mother would scold her bitterly, "Why don't you die! It's a disgrace to live in this world."

I saw bloodstains all over the seams of her fingers covering her head, and I thought she must be in pain.If this is family affection, then I should be glad I don't have that kind of thing.

She looked at the empty room with expressionless eyes, put down her hands, stood up with some difficulty, slowly sat on the bed, stroked my flowers and leaves, smiled at me and said, "Did you scare me? It doesn't matter, it doesn't hurt at all, it's all they can do, it's nothing special."

There is blood flowing out between her fingers, I really want to say that now is not the time to comfort, okay?Go wash it and bandage it!

The girl seemed to know what I was thinking, and she continued, "Don't worry, it doesn't hurt. I don't feel any more now. I'm very brave. I didn't run away or beg for mercy. I'm numb so I don't feel any pain."

I looked at her and shook my head in my heart: Are you numb because you regard them as insignificant people, in order not to hurt yourself?

I think if one day I can move and protect her, I will try my best to protect her and not let her suffer any more.

The girl fell on the bed and raised an arm to cover her eyes. I think she was crying because she was shaking so badly and there was a whimpering sound.

The life of a girl is very difficult. She will be beaten once every two or three days, and each time is more ruthless. The tongs, clothes hangers, iron hooks, etc. are either bent or broken in the middle. I think the person who beat her must hate her. She, because I saw the woman gnashing her teeth, is that the expression a mother should have?I think this girl is very pitiful, even more pitiful than me.

A year later, the girl's father passed away. The girl didn't cry, but looked at her father's body coldly.I know that person has long been regarded by her as a passerby.

They moved to a bigger house, and I got better and better. Purple flower buds appeared in my body, and I miraculously came back to life, and even more and more flowers and leaves popped out. Unexpectedly, I could survive So long.

I was taken to her new home by the girl, and of course she also had her own separate room, and there was her father's black and white photo frame living in with me.

I can see a very funny scene every day. Her mother, the one who beat her often, wept in front of the photo frame all day long, repenting for her past mistakes, and she was much gentler to the girl, and stopped beating her.

Only I know that the girl's heart has changed a long time ago. Although she pretends to be low-browed on the surface, she no longer has family affection in her heart. It can even be said that she only sees herself as a person without relatives.Everything is on the sidelines, her mother's grief, and her father's death have nothing to do with her.

Her mother was very sad, missing her father all day long, and passed away in half a year.To me, this is a good thing. The girl no longer has to pretend to be filial and obedient. She can live her own life freely, which is very good.

The girl was already 18 years old at this time. Although she was still beautiful, she looked at people with a slight sense of alienation. She didn't trust others, and she didn't even bother to talk. The only person who communicated with her was me.I don't understand why I can live for a few years. Is it because I listened to her and didn't want to die, or wanted to protect her? I don't know.

That night when the room next door exploded, I watched her body being engulfed in a sea of ​​flames, and I rushed towards her without even thinking about it. My world cannot live without her. No matter what, as long as I stay by her side and can look at her, I That's enough, so please take me with you on the way to death, and let me take care of you.

The author has something to say:

During this period of time, I have been thinking about the issue of writing style, and finally decided to write according to my own ideas. There are always setbacks, disappointments and pains on the road of growth. After experiencing these, Xiao Linlin will see what he needs. Someone will get hurt in the process.

So those who want to read sweet texts, I can’t say whether it will be sweet or not, at least the sweetness will not come so fast, whether it’s the memory of Quanna or Sasuke, I said it at the beginning, Kobayashi It’s just that Lin himself is not anyone, so he may have intersections with Two-dimensional characters, but I’m not sure who he will be with in the end. I’m too open-minded. If everyone thinks that I have deceived everyone’s feelings, it is still It's good to brake early.

Thank you to everyone who has left messages and supported me, dear, love you, eh!