[Comprehensive] Become a calligrapher, Sasuke!

It was a deep night without moonlight, and under such a deep and heavy night, the few stars were as dim as if they didn't exist.A heavy blackness surrounded all the houses, and everything was silent and silent.

Except for a few people who are responsible for night patrols, most people in the entire Uchiha tribe are already dreaming sweet dreams in their dreams, even with a slight smile on their lips. Dreams are good expectations for the future.

Tomorrow is the day when the Uchiha Clan and the Senju Clan will formally conclude a covenant and work together. They will soon be able to live a stable life. There is no need to engage in such endless wars, and there is no need to worry about saying goodbye to each other and going out in the morning. Relatives and friends have become cold corpses at night.The deepest wishes of all those who have suffered from war will finally be fulfilled.

But in the deepest part of the night, it is the time when a person's mind is the most fragile, and it is also the time when missing is the craziest.

Madara didn't sleep, and he couldn't sleep either.

He sat alone in the study room, staring intently at the scroll spread out on the desk in front of him, the clumsy handwriting on it when he was a child was still clearly discernible, and the bright red bloody fingerprints that were pressed at the beginning also turned brown with the passage of time.

No one will know how many times he frantically wrote his name and pressed his fingerprints when Quan Nai was dying from his injuries, just hoping to undo Ning Ning's seal again and sign a new contract with her to save Quan Nai Nai, but there is nothing left on the scroll except for the little imprint left at the beginning when I was a child.

The same person can only sign a contract with Ningning once.

But Madara was still unwilling to give up. He tried to ask Quan Na to make a contract, but this was rejected by Quan Na very firmly.Even though his face was as pale as paper and it was almost difficult to breathe, his eyes were still burning, he stared closely at Madara's almost blind eyes and said, "Brother, let me dedicate my eyes to you."

But Madara will probably never know why Quanna refused the contract, not because he didn't want to live anymore, if he could, who wouldn't want to live?Quanna also wants to accompany his most beloved brother to watch Uchiha go to glory.

However, when Madara started to seal Miss Ning Ning, Quan Nai saw it, and also saw the almost desperate madness and love in his eyes.

Quan Nai didn't know why his brother would do that, but if he connected together all the endless questions that his brother usually asked him, he thought he could guess what was going on.If I made a contract with that Miss Ningning, what should my brother do?Knowing that she is close at hand, but never seeing her again, it will drive him crazy... If that is the case, he would rather...

Accompanied by a light crackle, the only part of the candle finally burned out, and the originally bright room suddenly fell into darkness. This candle finally completed its due mission in this world.

Sitting in this darkness where you can't see your fingers, Madara thought a little absent-mindedly, if Quanna was still alive, he would definitely run in and light another candle for himself at this time, maybe with a slightly reproachful expression. Ask yourself in a tone: "Why hasn't my brother rested until now?"

His eyes finally got used to seeing things in the dark, and Madara sat quietly beside the table, not intending to light a candle again, just thinking silently, how long is two years?

It's just more than 700 days.

But in these more than 700 days, he lost Ningning in the first year, and then he lost his only younger brother Quan Nai in the second year.

Subconsciously rubbing the scroll that sealed Ning Ning, Madara was a little lost in thought, if he could suppress the madness at that moment, wouldn't Quanna not have died?He knew Ning Ning's medical skills and the medicines he made. Whether it was his eyes or Quan Nai's injuries, there might be a way to heal them.

It was he who sealed Ning Ning with his own hands, and from then on he could only watch his cherished younger brother go to hell at that time.

Madara gently caressed her eyes, which belonged to Quanna, heh, the eternal kaleidoscope.

After sitting quietly for a while, Madara carefully put away the unfolded scroll and stood it aside. He took out a brand new candle from the cabinet and lit it again, and the dark room suddenly became brighter.

The night is still long, and he hasn't practiced calligraphy today. The habits he has worked hard for more than 20 years cannot be easily thrown away.

Ning Ningke just watched him there...

When the sun rises, it will be a new beginning.

"Madara! Do you know how long I've been waiting for this day!" Seeing his best friend Madara signed his name on the two copies of the alliance letter, Senju Hashirama's eyes almost At the same time there is an amazing brilliance.

"Well, I know." Gently putting down the brush in his hand, Madara felt as if he had also let go of a heavy burden.

The eternal hostility between the Uchiha clan and the Senju clan for generations finally came to an end in their hands.

After the short and solemn ceremony ended, Hashirama patted Madara's shoulder vigorously, and said with a big smile, "Speaking of which, Madara's handwriting is really getting better and better. I read it just now, and I The words next to you are completely unreadable."

"I obviously taught you when I was playing with you when I was young, but judging from your current writing, it's obvious that you didn't take those things seriously to learn." Madara glanced at him lightly and said.

Hashirama scratched his hair in embarrassment: "I'm sorry, compared to ninjutsu, I can't remember all kinds of brushwork and so on that nobles like to study. Madara, you can learn all these things by yourself. I really admire you."

"I'm not self-taught, I have teachers who teach me."

Madara's bland answer made Hashirama's eyes widen unconsciously, and she asked in surprise, "Your father even hired a calligraphy teacher for you? My father never thought about it."

Although he subconsciously wanted to answer that it wasn't the teacher his father hired for him, Madara also knew that if he continued to explain this way, he would only talk more and more.Although Zhujian is his close friend, he doesn't want Zhujian to know Ningning's existence, so he simply acquiesced to his statement.

"It must not be easy for you to write such good calligraphy. It must be very hard to spare time to practice calligraphy in addition to practicing."

Unknowingly, Hashirama has spontaneously imagined Madara's miserable daily life in his childhood, and he can't help but look at him with sympathy. It's really not easy to go to the river to swim in such a busy life.

The reason why the elite Uchiha clan can become an elite seems to have gone through a lot of dire straits.

"Hey, what kind of eyes are you... Don't look at me with such disgusting eyes." Madara's eyes suddenly became sharper, and he gave Hashirama a hard look.

"Then, how about we go to my house to drink some wine to celebrate?" Hashirama smiled awkwardly, then put his arms around Madara's shoulder affectionately and suggested.

"Brother." Seeing that Zhujian was about to take him home, Qianshou Feijian, who had been standing silently by the side, finally couldn't sit still.

Madara gave him a cold look, then said, "Okay."

The mellow and clear wine was drunk one cup after another, but Ke Ban felt that his mind was becoming more and more sober, without the slightest hint of drunkenness.

He looked at Hashirama across the small table, this guy was already drinking and singing loudly, his eyes were bright and his face was flushed.

"I'm going back."

"Go slowly," Uzumaki Mito, who was sitting on the side, stood up dignifiedly and said goodbye to him, with a frown and a smile showing the noble demeanor of the wife of the head of the clan, and then went to help Hashirama, who was already drunk, to stand up, " Hashirama, go back to sleep."

Uzumaki Mito's actions made Madara suddenly feel irritated for no reason, stood up and wanted to leave, but Hashirama grabbed him and said drunkenly: "Don't, Madara, this is the first time we can drink together , such a commemorative day should not be drunk and never return."

Madara broke free from the pull of Hashirama mercilessly, and threw the drunk to his wife who smiled helplessly: "I'll leave it to you, I'm going back."

On the way back, the cool night breeze gradually blew away the smell of alcohol in Madara's body, and his already sober mind became clearer and clearer.

From time to time on the road, he met clansmen who smiled and greeted him: "Master Madara is back." He also nodded to them one by one, but the clansmen gathered together in small groups made him feel extra lonely when he was alone.

If Quannai and Ningning are in...

Quan Nai must have been busy getting someone to prepare hangover soup for him, blaming herself for drinking too much or something.As for Ning Ning, although she never took the initiative to talk to him, he has a way to teach her to talk, as long as she pretends to be drunk and insists on practicing calligraphy, then she will definitely give herself some sober medicine in a hurry .

Madara subconsciously reached out to touch the scroll next to her body, and the cold scroll clinging to her hot skin seemed to have absorbed some of his body temperature.It wasn't until he touched the slightly rough surface of the scroll that Madara felt a little comforted.

Quan Nai was already in the underworld that he couldn't touch, but at least Ning Ning was still by his side.

Although, she had been sealed into this scroll by himself two years ago, but after all, she was still by my side, it was just in a different form.

Madara twitched the corner of his mouth with difficulty, in this life, can he see Ningning with these eyes again?

The candles in the study burned all night again.

The author has something to say: almost half recovered, so he came back.

There is only one left in Madara's episode, probably Madara who is dying of old age_(:з」∠)_Do you want to watch it?If you're not interested, I'll put it aside