[Hokage] Snow Time

When they arrived, the rough and dark man was grabbing the woman's raven black hair with his rough and dark hands, his eyes were full of greed and disdain, "You are just a bitch".

Xueshi covered her eyes, Itachi raised the knife and dropped it, the man's scream was snuffed out in the roar, dissipating in the wind weakly like a kite whose string was suddenly broken.

"Don't look." Xue Shi said to the trembling woman.

When the woman opened her eyes again, there was nothing.The breeze, the grass, the sun, and the scattered yellow flowers blooming in the grass.

As if the disgusting person who recognized her as the ex-porch diva who groped her just now was just an insignificant nightmare she had when she was tired in the afternoon.

She supported her lower back with one hand and stood up with the support of the girl. The basket in the boy's hand contained the fruits and vegetables she had just dropped on the ground.

She looked at the two people who appeared in front of her, and understood that it was not a dream,

——It is fate.

Probably because she had a premonition in her heart, she was very calm when the day really came.There was a gentle smile on the corner of the woman's mouth, "Would you like to sit at my house, Mr. Ninja?"

They stepped into the small earthen hut.

"The humble room," the woman poured two glasses of water from a bowl, "please forgive me."

The woman is not exaggerating, looking around the narrow house in the snow, the living room is just a somewhat old square table, which is integrated with the kitchen, and a large linen cloth is hung next to it. With a wooden shelf and a saw tool, it can be vaguely seen that it is an unfinished small wooden bed.

The house is shabby, but warm enough—a home.

The man pushed open the wooden door, with a bow and arrow tied behind his back, and a machete at his waist, "Chunhua, I'm back."

I noticed that there were two people I didn't know at home, and I was instantly alert, "Who are you?" His right hand was already on the handle of the knife.

The woman named Chunhua smiled, "I accidentally fell down today, and these two children helped me."

"Where did you fall?" He looked at his wife anxiously.

"No."

The man breathed a sigh of relief, scratched his head a little embarrassedly, and showed them a simple and foolish smile, "I'm sorry just now, thank you for helping my wife."

The dinner was cooked by a man, and it was surprisingly delicious.

After the meal, the man moved the small wooden bed and tools to the bare flower field outside the house, and carefully polished them with a scraper under the bright moonlight.

The woman began to sew the snow-white fox fur her husband had just brought back, and smiled when she noticed Xue Shi, "It's beautiful, isn't it?"

This piece of fox fur is so white and without any stray hairs, it is very rare. "I persuaded him to take it to the market and sell it for a good price, but he was worried that it would be very cold in the mountains at this time of year." The woman gently stroked her nine-month-old belly with her right hand, "I said the child would like it."

I couldn't help but burst out laughing again, "Children can know what looks good or not."

"Mrs. Mu Yue."

She shook her head, "My name is Chunhua. The people in the small fishing village don't have much knowledge. They gave me this name because I was born in Spring and I am a girl." Mu Yue is just her name in the veranda, without her There is a next Mu Yue.

"I like the name Chunhua very much." She looked at the man outside the house through the window, "He also said it sounds nice."

She is no longer the canary who used to play the piano and make tea in the veranda. The poor life has worn away fine lines at the corners of her eyes in less than a year, and her long black hair has been cut to shoulder length. An obviously handmade wooden hairpin was pulled up, but it was more beautiful than the photo attached in the mission scroll of Xueshi.

"I always knew this day would come, but I was lucky enough to hope that it never came."

"How long will you stay?"

"We will protect you in secret while you are preparing for childbirth." Itachi replied.

During the next period of time, men still get up early in the morning to go hunting. The prey in this season are not easy to hunt, but they are also expensive.

He seemed very anxious to save a little more money for the child who was about to be born. Xueshi looked at his back in the morning mist many times and wanted to tell him, those are not going to be used, you should accompany him more she.Itachi shook his head—this is a mission, and it is Anbu's taboo to be soft-hearted towards the mission target.

Xueshi didn't know what Chunhua had said to him, the man acquiesced to the existence of the two of them.

Xueshi and Itachi were originally protecting in secret, but Chunhua didn't like it, "It's also good to talk with me."

Appearing upright by the side of the protection target, the ninja uniform is too easy to be recognized by others, Xueshi and Itachi specially bought a pair of peasant children's clothes to change into, Chunhua was very happy to see it, "It is said that people depend on clothes, and clothes depend on people Woolen cloth."

The days passed by.

The small wooden bed was finally finished. The man specially found cotton to wrap the edges and corners, and the little white fox coat in Chunhua's hand was about to take shape.

The man sent the grandfather next door who fell from the slippery mountain road to the clinic in the town below the mountain, and he probably couldn't make it back tonight.

Chunhua took out the shamisen that had been in the wooden box for a long time, gently caressed it with her slender fingers, and made a soft sound as the plectrum slid across, "Are you interested in listening to me tell a story?"

The cold wind outside the window slammed into the window eaves and came in through the gaps, and the flames of the candles on the table flickered slightly.

It's a very old story.

The flamboyant and handsome senior official fell in love with the beautiful singer who played the piano well in the veranda.

The confidante cut her off before she got old, and the diva listened outside the door to him telling his friends that that woman is just a plaything, and it's okay if you want it.

The red Kojia cut the strings sharply, and the blood dripped down, just like the cinnabar red plum he had lovingly tapped on her forehead.

He is just a lover of love and lust, but she is delusional and sincere.

Thankfully, he got tired of her fast enough, as he had with so many girls before.

The girl in the veranda cannot redeem herself for life, she secretly saves up money and entrusts someone to redeem herself.

She was just taking a gamble, and one would have to fail once before giving up.

However, that stupid big man really came to redeem her as promised——she was obviously only temporarily soft-hearted and persuaded those people when they let the servants beat and kick him from above.

But she is also very confused. Ever since her parents died at the age of five and was sold to the veranda by her uncle, she has only had this world, and she doesn't know where else she can go except here.

He held out his hand to her.

She smiled at him with tears in her eyes, "I'm pregnant." It's not that she was reluctant to part with that flirtatious lover, she was in poor health, when she found out the child was almost three months old, and the doctor said that if she lost it, she would take her Life.

He said, "I'm going to like him, he's your kid, he's our kid."

She held out her hand, as if everything she had experienced in the first half of her life was probably just for this luck.

She saw the future, they will have a lovely daughter and a sensible son, the daughter loves to laugh and act like a baby, and the son will be a little man.A field of cosmos that she likes will be planted in front of their house. The man is eight years older than her. When he leaves, she will accompany him and cross the Santu River hand in hand, and they will meet again in the next life.

The song is over.

"I'm not stupid, I can vaguely guess your purpose."

She could see more clearly than anyone else that if that man said he was interested in her now, it was because he was not convinced. Since he was a child, everything went smoothly, but he found that the other party didn't like her.

What is not available is the best, which is the inferiority/root/nature of most men.

Of course, she was not so innocent as to think that his purpose was only her - what he wanted more was the child in her womb.

In the two months before the arrival of Xueshi and Itachi, they escaped very hard, and finally came to a remote mountain in Tang Country.

She had inquired and found out that he had been seriously injured in a trip before, and his only son was not rescued, and he had to raise himself for three full months.Then suddenly began to frantically look for her whereabouts, women sometimes have very strange intuitions - the child in her belly may be his only child in the future.

The scary thing about women is that their illusory and illogical intuitions often point directly to the truth.

And veranda-born women are not fit to be the mothers of their unattainable family heirs.

Both Xueshi and Itachi remained silent. Removing the mother and keeping the child is the usual method of the nobles, and it is also their task this time - to protect the child from being born safely and take the lives of the other two.

"He and I had always hoped the baby would be a girl and he loved daughters."

"But the world is not very friendly to girls. I hope it's a boy now. If it's a boy, it should be easier."

"I don't blame you, this is my fate, you have been tolerant enough to me, and you can let him stay with me for so long." Chunhua hugged Sanweixian in her arms, and reached out to signal the two of them to come closer, "I Recently, I have been thinking, if my child is born, the boy must be more stable like you, and I will be very happy if the girl is like you." Her eyes looked at Itachi and then at Xueshi.

"Girls, don't be too soft-hearted," she said, looking into the girl's light purple eyes, "Some mistakes are never worth forgiving."

Chunhua touched Xueshi's head, "Well, but your luck should be better than mine."

Fu said to Itachi again, "You can't make girls cry." You can't make the girls you like cry because of you.

The woman's slender and white fingers brushed the strings again, "I heard him call you Xue, a very beautiful name, I will give you a song, a song that belongs only to you."

In the long silent night, a woman's soft and beautiful voice sounded:

the day the snow fell,

she met a flower,

Purple, little flowers,

Hua asked her to give herself a name,

They made an appointment to meet in the snow in the coming year,

It's called Snow Hour.

Snow falls in the moonlight,

The little girl who was waiting for it.

The spring flowers start the next morning.

Xueshi stayed in the house to deliver her baby, and Itachi stayed outside.

The man was brought back from the mountain by Itachi's shadow/body and stumbled in.

Chunhua gave birth to a baby boy.

When Itachi's Wakizashi pierced into the man's heart from behind, the man's eyes were still full of relief and joy.

Xue Shi put the blade across the woman's neck, "Is it the cosmos field at the door?"

The woman smiled and closed her eyes.

They carried the baby wrapped in a white fox robe and went back to report.

The adult hugged the child, "Are those two dead?"

Xue Shi lowered his eyes, "Yes."

In the distant country of Tang, in that small mountain village, two new graves were erected next to the flower field in front of that small earthen house. chrysanthemum.

The author has something to say: Here is a timeline for everyone

Itachi and Yuki joined Anbe when they were 11 years old

After careful consideration, it should be September

The abduction incident was the first mission of the two out of the village team after they became Anbu (it happened to be autumn)

Naruto's birthday is October [-]

Verandah events are a December to early January affair

When Chunhua was found, she was already nine months pregnant

something big in february

Is it not normal for me to think about making a side story after listing several outlines and not yet deciding which one is better? (Contemplating)