Konoha Qiweiju

Chapter 122 Gone
That night, Zhenxiu forgot how it would end.

I just remember that it was always the whirlpool who spoke, and I occasionally responded with a few words.

The old father seemed to want to say everything he hadn't said before.

From my own heroic stories back then to Zhenxiu's naughty past when he was a child.

From the perception between life and death to the recent trouble in going to the toilet.

For the first time, Zhenxiu didn't get tired of the old father's muttering to himself, on the contrary, he was very cooperative.

That night, he didn't feel any sleepiness.

The conversation was not over until the whirlpool talked until late at night and slowly fell asleep.

Zhenxiu looked at Uzumaki's sleeping face full of frowns, feeling more and more in his heart.

A person lives for a lifetime, and the vegetation is for fall.

It was originally something that should be taken lightly, but not many people could take it lightly.

Zhenxiu originally thought that he didn't have much affection for the whirlpool tide.

But he didn't understand until now.

The friendship between father and son will not really become dull because of no contact.

Facing the life and death of their loved ones, no one can be so stubborn.

Seeing Uzumaki sleeping like a child, Zhenxiu lightly brushed the strands of silver strewn across Gu Gu's face.

Zhenxiu was silent for a long time, and finally left the room.

Outside the house, Mito sat on the steps, staring blankly at the starry sky, wondering what he was thinking.

What can be known is that, like Zhenxiu, she doesn't feel much sleepiness.

"Sister, you haven't slept yet."

Shino opened his mouth, Mito turned around.

"Is daddy asleep?"

"Well, already asleep."

Saying so, Shino sat down beside Mito.

"sister……"

Zhenxiu wanted to say something, but when he opened his mouth, something stuck in his throat, and he couldn't say a word.

Mito smiled and said, "What's the matter? Our Xiaozhen seems to be growing up too."

"Sister, have you read it?"

Seeing that Mito's expression was much more relaxed than before, Zhenxiu was a little puzzled.

Logically speaking, the relationship between Mito and Uzumaki is deeper than that of Zhenxiu.

But now she seems to have moved on from that sadness.

This surprised Zhenxiu.

"What can't be seen, I have encountered this kind of thing too many times."

Mito sighed and looked towards the horizon.

The star-studded Milky Way seems to be unable to contain Mito's sigh.

Zhenxiu didn't speak, waiting for Mito's narration.

That seems to be a very long story, but it seems to be a truth that can be told in one sentence.

"Xiao Zhen, do you know how many brothers and sisters we have?"

Zhenxiu shook his head.

From the time he was born, it was just him and Mito.

The other siblings never seem to hear them mentioned.

"There are seven of them."

Seven!

In the Warring States Period, it was neither too much nor too little.

In an era when combat power is scarce, one more child is a profit.

Because one more person means one more combat power.

And it was the first time Zhenxiu had heard of this number.

"The eldest brother was more than 40 years older than me. He died in the year I was born. After that, the second sister, third brother, fourth brother, and fifth sister all died one after another. They did not die of disease, but They died in the war. In that chaotic era, they went out every morning, and you never knew if they would come back at night."

Mito's tone was very serious.

She had witnessed the death of relatives one by one.

"And my mother also died in the second year after giving birth to you. Our whole life is spent in the death of our loved ones."

Speaking of mother, Mito's eyes became more sad.

When that kind mother died, Mito still remembered how heartbroken he was crying.

At that time, she was only twelve or thirteen years old.

At a young age, Mito experienced a lot.

So, she hates war.

She is full of longing for peace.

Then one day, she met Hashirama.

The man who radiated light all over his body.

His wish is peace.

At that moment, Mito sank.

Not only is Hashirama's strength strong, but also because his heart yearning for peace is so consistent with Mito's.

Only two similar hearts can come together.

Because they all have a common pursuit.

Mito didn't say much, but Mashu's eyes changed.

In the face of death, it turns out that it can be numb.

But being numb doesn't mean not being sad.

It's just that Mito can choose a better way to deal with this matter.

"Xiaozhen, we can't change life and death. What we can do is to be with Dad in the last days."

After Mito finished speaking, he got up and walked into the room.

Even if it was Uzumaki who was sleeping, Mito wanted to take a second look.

Because the current whirlpool tide is still warm.

Once he loses his temperature, it's too late.

Zhenxiu sat on the steps, motionless.

His mind is in a mess.

He didn't know many reasons.

Only now, he felt sad.

This sad mood is not a void that any reason can fill.

One can understand only after experiencing it.

When the sun just rose the next day, Zhenxiu was busy in the kitchen.

This time it's not scrambled eggs, but three-egg siu mai.

This is also a very meaningful dish for Zhenxiu and Uzumaki.

Zhenxiu is also looking for the memories between father and son.

Whirlpool Chao eats delicious food and is also very happy.

Even if his sense of taste is gradually losing.

One month may seem like a long time, but it is actually very short.

The time for the whirlpool to wake up is getting less and less.

Originally, I could be awake for eight hours a day, but later it became six hours, four hours...

He came to Banshu once during his period, and when he saw the old grandfather, he didn't have much emotion in his heart.

From childhood to adulthood, Banshu didn't see the whirlpool tide much.

In terms of feelings, not much.

Such a reaction is not surprising.

It's just that the gloomy atmosphere around still made Banshu's heart a little turbulent.

But that's about it.

One day a month later, Zhenxiu and Mito were waiting in front of Uzumaki's hospital bed, waiting for the moment when he woke up.

Suddenly, Uzumaki opened his eyes.

The turbidity in his eyes gradually dissipated, and he seemed to have become a lot more energetic.

Zhenxiu and Mito looked at each other, and their eyes became a little sad.

Back to light.

On that day, Uzumaki woke up after a long absence.

With the support of Zhenxiu and Mito, I walked in Ushio Hidden Village for a day.

At sunset, he stood on the top of the mountain and closed his eyes forever.

There was no movement, like falling asleep.

It's just that the last trace of life in the body is withdrawn.

"Stinky boy, just do what you want. In life, the most important thing is not to leave any regrets. I will be in heaven and bless you."

Uzumaki Tide's last words are forever engraved in Zhenxiu's heart.

The whirlpool thought about it.

But true cultivation does not have much joy.

The blessing came a little late, but not too late.

(End of this chapter)