[Hokage] Snow Time

Xueshi is the kind of person who "since you have lost your temper, we can talk about it" and no longer willful emotions in the conversation.

"How many days can I stay here?"

"Seven days." He came out to treat his eyes, and the dried persimmon ghost tactfully did not say anything.

"During the few days of treatment, you are not allowed to use Sharingan, not even a single hook."

"When can I go on my own after that?"

"Not sure." Akatsuki's tasks are all irregular, and there is no fixed vacation.

"Let your crow/body follow me when you are free."

"Your situation is much more serious than I expected." Xue Shixiu frowned slightly, "I have to go down the mountain to find some medicine."

Konoha Renin and Minister Anbu walked together. Although this place is remote, if they were seen, the consequences would be too serious. Whether it was for him or her, they couldn't take this risk. Xueshi asked him to stay here and wait for her.

Itachi sat on the steps outside the house, a small icicle condensed under the eaves slowly melted away, and the ice water dripped onto the back of his neck in a daze, he suddenly realized that he seemed to have been so unconscious I waited all morning.

You don’t have to think about how to pretend in front of others, you don’t have to think about how to find out the true identity of "Uchiha Madara", you won’t be overwhelmed by the pain that suddenly emerges in silence, you just simply wait for someone without thinking .

He has always felt that "waiting" is not a very good word, but at this moment, it seems to have a kind of quiet time.

He saw her from a distance, she walked towards him step by step, Sui Yang followed behind her and lit up everything, as if they had met for the first time.

"Have you had your lunch (Bingliangwan)?" There was only Bingliangwan left to eat in this room.

Itachi shook his head, he forgot.

"Just right." She handed him the three-color meatballs and sushi she packed in her hand, and suddenly remembered something, and stood one meter in front of him, "Can you see clearly this way?"

He nodded.

She took another big step back, "So?"

"Ah."

This time retreated to a place three meters away, "Here?"

"can."

five meters.

nod.

She stood there thinking for a moment, then jumped ten meters away from him.

He nodded again.

The next second, Xueshi appeared in front of him in an instant, and in order to gain some momentum, he stood on tiptoe and tapped his forehead: "You lied to me, how can you see me clearly from such a distance with your eyes, don't Don't hide the disease from the doctor."

"I can really see you clearly." Itachi replied seriously.

The one who can see clearly is you.

What the eyes can't do, the heart can help.

Vision often doesn't play a big role in what is really thought, and it doesn't take much effort to outline it stroke by stroke.

Xueshi suddenly lost his momentum and put his heels down. He flicked his eyes left and right but dared not look at him, "... eat first."

"I did not lie to you."

"Shut up." Xueshi directly sealed her mouth with a ball.

Xue Shi went down the mountain and bought a lot of things, Itachi took the black kimono she handed over, "For me?"

"Why don't I wear it? You don't want to change back to that Xiaopao, do you?"

"Honestly." Xue Shi looked serious, "I think Xiao Organization's image consultant is a bit... well, how should I put it, weird? Did he tell you why you have to paint your hands and feet with nail polish?"

"...No." I didn't feel it before, but she felt inexplicably ashamed after saying this.

"Why is there still wine?"

"It's just fruit wine. It's like snow in the evening, so I can drink a glass." Xue Shi smiled, and it was not easy for the old man to wear a single coat in winter. "Now that Konoha is 61 years old, I have reached the age where I can drink."

"Your birthday is in December." It's still early, "You're 12."

Because he was too familiar with Xue, he could even hear the resoluteness in his even and steady voice.

"Okay, okay, then save it for December." Xueshi pouted, "Papa Uchiha."

Itachi was stunned, what a long-lost title.

"Don't call me that, uncle will be unhappy."

Long time nostalgia.

——————

Xueshi thought that he would be in pain, no one can remain indifferent after experiencing such a thing, let alone he is a gentler person than anyone else.

But she didn't expect his psychological problems to be so serious.

When she woke up in the middle of the night when she heard the movement, Itachi curled up, with cold sweat on his forehead, forming a self-protective posture—a posture that felt insecure.

One hand tightly clutched the spar hanging around his neck, his teeth were chattering lightly, and his whole body was trapped in a nightmare.

She reached out and pushed him gently, "Itachi?"

"Father……"

"What?" She leaned closer to listen.

"Mother... I'm sorry..."

"Sasuke..."

The voice was small and desperate.

That was the fragility that Xueshi never imagined that she would be with this person.

The medicine that Xueshi used to treat him had the effect of calming the nerves, and the medicine for calming the nerves often had some hallucinogenic effects.She didn't expect his reaction to be so big.

Maybe because he sensed someone beside him, he suddenly struggled violently, and Xue Shi hurriedly grabbed his arm for fear that he would hurt himself.

His strength was astonishing, she could hardly restrain him and did not dare to strike hard.

Xueshi hugged him tightly, let him push, beat and dare not let him go, stroking his back with his hands, telling him over and over again: "Itachi."

"never mind."

"I won't hurt you."

He suddenly bit her shoulder, his teeth pierced through the skin and sunk in deeply, clasped tightly, Xue Shi could feel that the circle was already bleeding.

—he couldn't even cry.

Xueshi thought of Sasuke, that child believed in Itachi's saying "you can be strong only through hatred", he trusted Itachi too much.

She smiled wryly, why not herself.

She believed in this man too much from beginning to end.

But he was just a 13-year-old boy back then.

The mountains and forests at night are too quiet, memories always like to appear unexpectedly at this time and drown people.

She leaned against his ear and sang slowly, how could a ninja have the time and life to sing poems and poems, that was given to her by Chunhua, the only song she knew, now it belongs to the memory of only the two of them .

"On the day the snow fell, she met a flower, a small, purple flower..."

She wanted to talk to him about Sasuke before, she didn't believe Itachi would let Sasuke go to Orochimaru without any action-he must have a plan.

Xue Shi asked him, but he only said sorry.

You ask someone a question, and if he answers something that is not what you asked, then he has already answered, and there is no need to ask.

What Uchiha Itachi decides will not be changed by anyone, Kiyozawa Yuki suddenly realized this very clearly.

Xueshi also knew that it was not completely impossible for her to press him out—it was just that she couldn't bear it.

How could he be cruel to a person who was teetering on the edge of a cliff.

But she was very afraid—afraid that this person no longer wanted to live.

Now he seems to be relying on a belief and a goal to support himself, and the medicine he used has no intention of saving himself for the future.

When Itachi woke up, the first thing he saw was a piece of white cloth. He was sitting with his back against the wall in the snow, his right side was pillowed on her thigh, and his head was buried in her abdomen. It froze—the left side of his face was covered with softness.

"You're awake." The voice was a little hoarse.

He sat up abruptly.

Terrible, he thought.

Because of last night's dispute, the clothes on the left shoulder were torn off to reveal a piece of white, and there was a very obvious tooth mark on the shoulder close to the neck, which had already congealed a dark red blood scab, and the white collar was soaked with blood. , His left hand was still clasping the corner of her sleeve.

Hastily let go.

He didn't dare to look at her, "Treat the wound first."

"Itachi Uchiha." She was angry when she called him that.

"Turn your face away." He didn't move.

Xue Shi suddenly hugged him, put his arms around his shoulders, and a soft voice came from his ear.

"Do you feel better when you think of me?"

"..."

"Then can you think of me more when you are sad?"

Her voice choked.

And he didn't even know whether he should hug her back - she shouldn't have come to him, and she shouldn't have any connection with him.

It was he who forgot, meeting her was so joyful that he forgot.

He and she are no longer what they used to be.

Back then, they grew up together, graduated together, and had the same goal. They were both the most respected and powerful new stars of Konoha's new generation, and they were the most enviable tacit partners in the eyes of others.

And now.

Uchiha Itachi is a demon who slaughtered his relatives, a notorious ruthless rebel, and a dying person whose heart has been pierced and full of scars.

Kiyosawa Yuki is Konoha's elite jounin, a young genius, the trusted head of Anbu, and the young patriarch of the Kiyosawa clan who place high hopes on them.

They all have their own unshirkable missions and responsibilities.

The girl who hugs the kitten and smiles tenderly even in the face of darkness and despair, the girl who likes to hear snowflakes fall on the eaves and bloom, she is beautiful, strong, warm, and she deserves the best.

She should meet someone who can hold her in the palm of his hand, who will warm her hands in winter, buy her her favorite orange soda, stand upright by her side and fight side by side, and let everyone know that he likes her blatantly , and the rest of my life will be safe and happy, and the years will last forever.

——and that person is not him.

He should not be someone who has already fallen into the abyss and is beyond redemption—even if his goal is light.

"Give me two years, and I will let Master Tsunade discover the truth about the Uchiha extermination. She will know your identity as an undercover agent and help you heal..."

Startled, he grabbed her arm and pulled her down. He looked directly at her: "No."

This wading is too deep, and Danzo's foundation is deep, so she is tantamount to going against him directly. For that person, no matter how sharp a knife is, if there is a chance to turn it back, it is just a piece of scrap iron that can be discarded.

He has made up his mind from the very beginning, and those false names and stigmas are not worth caring about.

Xueshi forced herself to calm down, but unfortunately, the words she said had lost their usual logic, she could only say the reason that she thought was most likely to make this person feel that it would be better to live: "What about Sasuke? How sad it is to live only with hatred, if something happens to you, he will hate Konoha after knowing the truth, hate this village that made his brother suffer, and he will take revenge, how will he live?"

"The God of Zhishui." He paused, "I believe in my brother, and he still has you."

She stared at him blankly, then suddenly smiled softly, "Look, you've thought about everything."

Misty waves appeared in the purple pupils, congealing and falling out of the eye sockets.

He reached out to wipe her tears and smiled, "Xueshi, this is my destiny."

But suddenly she held her face in her hands.

The next second, she kissed him.

"Can't you just accept your fate?"

The author has something to say: "upright" and "blatant"