[Hokage] Terukawa

After all, the world is still materialistic, and it is impossible to explode a small universe like "I still have life and hope" like Saint Seiya... So sometimes I think that the source of idealism should be people with smooth lives, and those who live with The opposite group may have lost the soil that nurtured idealism from the very beginning.

I stand on the cliff, now there is a magnificent landscape, the cold air, and the sharp wind, but there is nothing that can make the suffocation around me dissipate for a moment.Even with the strong wind ripping through the air around me at every moment, I still felt like I was trapped in some kind of airtight container, taking in less oxygen with each breath than the last.

I didn't feel relaxed as expected, but I was much calmer than before.

I actually cried as if I was being bullied. I am afraid that the comfortable life has passed for a long time, and even the ability to resist stress has declined.

What's the use of panic?Do you want to dig out your heart in a panic?Problems are not terrible, what is terrible is self-disruption.In fact, everything becomes easier when it is straightened out. The steps are to find the problem—find the reason—and solve the problem.

But there are always some problems that cannot be solved, just like me now.

Now, so young and so weak, what can I do to solve the problem?

It's a pity that the phrase "Even Dong Ming can't be fooled" can no longer be used as a meme.

There is so much sarcasm in my heart, after a set of thoughts, I only feel sore in my heart.After all, Dongming is a real insider, but what about me?A poor little child kept in the dark, a powerless and vulnerable protected person... Maybe this is because the so-called ignorant is innocent?

Nonsense, if it is really a disaster, he will care whether you know it or not, and whether you are guilty?Wouldn't it be nice to save time and effort by rushing all the way.

Deep down, human beings are actually such funny creatures, because as long as the conscience is discarded, all evil deeds will become insignificant--I actually don't want to think about it this way, because if I just look at it this way , then the boundary between man and beast is too blurred.I think that most people have more or less pride in being "human beings", and the part of people who have discarded their conscience is impressively included... so things become interesting, because they are clearly acting like beasts However, they insist on continuing to call themselves human beings—I have always had no desire to communicate with such people. At this time, I would rather they be an extra subspecies of human beings without reproductive isolation.

Dongming was standing beside me. From just now, he kept looking around as if it was the first time he came here. At the same time, he kept silent and did not poke the root in my head that was only one step away. The blown fuse made the atmosphere between us pale like the snow under our feet.

I don't like this kind of atmosphere, very, very much, it shouldn't belong to the atmosphere between me and Dongming, what lies between us should never be the cold snow and cold wind - I used to be like this I think it is, I think so now, and it will not change in the future.

But what can I say and do to break down the barrier between us?I pursed my lips in a self-deprecating way—after all, I was the one who completely killed the sky with just one sentence.

Just when I thought the silence between us would last forever, I suddenly heard Dongming mutter something, but his voice was too small, and the sound of the cold wind crossing the cliff was too sharp, obviously it was so close At such a distance, all I could hear was the distorted noise of the wind.

"What?" I couldn't help raising my voice.

When Dong Ming looked over, his eye circles were slightly red, but his eyes were inexplicably brighter than before. The light bursting out from those beautiful eyes was like thousands of sparks bursting out from a dancing flame: "Zhaohe, do you remember what's down here?"

I looked at him for no reason, and then looked down at the cliff at my feet, and then I suddenly realized that I couldn’t see anything under the cliff, but I knew it was just a matter of angle, and what I couldn’t see didn’t mean that I couldn’t see anything. does not exist.

This is a protruding cliff, and below it is a meandering river that rushes through the river all year round. Only in the coldest winter will the river here be covered with ice as thick as a finger—so who would have thought On the uneven cliff, is there a narrow platform and a cave that can accommodate a person to bend down to enter?

But what good is that?I am confused again.

The area of ​​this forest is indeed large, but the terrain is far from complicated. Therefore, if my guess that there are foreign enemies coming is true, it is absolutely impossible to use the terrain to block anyone. At most, it can only be reluctantly delayed-this is not because I am pessimistic, I really think that even if we hide in the cave on the cliff, it is only a matter of time before the enemy finds out.

I believe that with Dongming and I's understanding of each other, he will be able to understand me.But at this moment, he kissed my forehead as if he didn't notice my confusion at all, then lowered his head, smiled and whispered to me in a comforting tone: "Zhaohe, you understand what I mean, I know you are a Genius... Be good, don't ask anything yet, let's go downstairs first, okay? As for the rest," he paused, "we don't need to worry about it yet."

The condition of not being able to use Chakra made the trip to the cave, which was so easy to come and go in the past, full of dangers, and the cold wind above the cliff was too strong, so that when Dongming and I curled up into the damp cave together, I was surprised by the relatively small space. With the relatively closed environment, I feel a bit of warmth out of thin air—even though I know this is an illusion.

"It's all right now." I took a few breaths and swallowed again, "You should tell me something now, right? You, you know...it's wrong to hide everything from me, it's not fair ...yes, you have to tell me, I can feel it, you know."

My voice was not loud, even very small, but it still hit the rock wall in the cave and was blocked.Layer after layer of echoes sounded faintly, and the layer upon layer of feeling made people feel that this place is spacious and empty psychologically.This disequilibrium of visual and psychological information is simply creepy, and I couldn't help leaning closer to Dongming.

He didn't look at me, but slowly tilted his head to lean against the cold rock wall.After a long silence, he finally exhaled slowly - I almost thought it was a sigh.

"Actually..." I saw him shaking his hands, which was a sign of his nervousness, "What time is it now?"

how could I know!I was a little irritable, but I subconsciously glanced at the sky and made an estimate: "It's about... four o'clock in the afternoon."

"Okay." He sighed again, "Now, lean on me, close your eyes, sleep, and wait until tomorrow morning... until tomorrow morning, I will tell everything in detail you."

I almost thought I had heard it wrong, and couldn't help turning my head and staring at him blankly.

It wasn't anything material that I wanted, but his knowledge of what was going on - well, information in a nutshell.The reason why information is valued in emergencies is because it has an important characteristic called "timeliness".Timeliness literally means that the effective time of a piece of information is limited, and the relative opposite is that when a piece of information has passed this effective time, it is no different from waste.

I have already seen what the other three members of the family have been keeping secret these days, and Dongming only said such words to me after arriving in this kind of place.

Then can I understand that...by tomorrow morning, everything will be over?

My body trembled instinctively because of the huge amount of information implied, and I didn't want to think about it and didn't dare to think about it.

"Then—where's Dad and Mom?" I heard myself gnashing my teeth, and the blunt and cold voice barely covered the sound of my teeth chattering, "If your and my brains haven't been damaged by overstimulation ——Yiren barely managed to hold back the pain and got up from the bed until the day before yesterday, God knows why he has so many problems with him, and Oriko — Oriko, she’s not even a ninja! That’s what you said 'not yet Let's worry'?!" My voice became louder and shriller, and for a while it was so sharp that my blood was about to boil, as if I wanted to yell back all my lost body heat.I felt my brain heat up and scream - it seemed desperate for me to do something with my limbs to keep my damn heart beating - like punch my dear brother in the jawbone.But it can't, it can't command my body at this moment, I guess it's because I feel like my blood is fucking cold-"You look in my eyes!"

It took a while for Dongming to turn his head slowly, and I was sure that he stepped on the limit of my patience - but if he was a millisecond late, I might not be able to help but use my fist to help him break his face.

But even so—even so he didn't look me in the eye, because he just looked down at his hands on his knees without saying a word, as if his fingers could just keep staring like this Ten flowers are the same.

My heart began to sneer, but the funny thing is that I don't know whether the inner me is laughing at me or him-or both?I don't know - I calmed down very quickly, but I still don't know what to do, and now I even start to wonder what the meaning of my roar just now is: can it teleport me back home?cannot!So what if our position is exposed because of this?

—But I can't even climb up this damned place!

Dong Ming sniffed at this moment, and then he was silent for a while before he managed to make a sound. Even so, the voice was still terribly hoarse. He seemed to be trying to suppress something, but it was useless—it was like trying to use thin vain to cover the raging water.

"I'm sorry, Zhaohe... I'm sorry." Spelling out this complete sentence seemed to have exhausted his strength, and I saw him bury his face deeply in his hands, "But whether it's you or me, the righteous or the righteous Oriko... none of us have a choice... Of course, it can also be said that this is the only choice."

"So I don't regret it either," he said.

I looked at him for a long time, but he didn't look up. I don't know if I should be grateful that he couldn't see my expression because of this.

Then I suddenly gave up the futile venting, and then sat on the ground exhausted, turned my head not to look at him, but to look at the light outside.

Why hasn't dusk come yet?Why hasn't the moon risen yet?Where did the dew go?Tomorrow... which day is tomorrow?

boil.