Konoha's Thunder Roar

That night, Quan heard the most absurd truth in her life, but the truth was more cruel than lies. She finally realized that it was herself who was wrong all along. Her brother's love for her had never been lessened, but Her waywardness is so stinging, she loves her brother silently.

Tong's last words before leaving echoed in his mind: "Quan, no matter there are thousands of reasons for what Feng is doing now, the first reason is you.

From the moment you were born, he made up his mind to go on the road to resist Konoha.Don't be willful anymore, he loves you more than his life. "

The in-depth conversation tonight made her understand how naive and ridiculous she was before. She finally understood that what she saw and heard was nothing more than what her brother wanted her to see. Her world was guarded by that person. Make all filth inaccessible.

Those dark and cruel realities have never appeared in her life. She is the beloved 'princess' of the whole village and the object of love at home. There is no serious word from her parents and elder brother.

But in his willfulness, he hurt the person who blocked everything for her. How sad and sad that person should be, but he never blamed himself, but remained the same as before.

Quan's heart gradually tightened, a deep pain rippling, she finally covered her face and wept while lying on the window sill, the bright white moonlight slanted into the wooden window, and the silver light scattered on her somewhat pale face , The transparent light was reflected in the teardrops, crying and crying, laughing, laughing and laughing, already choked up and buried his head in his knees.

"woooooo"

The deep sobbing was still very clear in the empty room, but outside this room, the sound was much weaker, and it hadn't attracted the attention of the people in the next room.

The door of the small courtyard was pushed open. After a busy day, Feng, who had stabilized the power of his blood for the wind, flowers and raging waves, dragged his tired body, walked in through the door, and whispered to himself: "I'm back !"

This kind of tiredness is not physical tiredness, but spiritual tiredness. His somewhat sloppy temperament is still not suitable for those complicated government affairs. Relatively speaking, he prefers hearty battles, and the thrilling ones are more memorable.

It was a bit late, thinking of my parents, my sister should have rested, worried that I would wake them up, so I walked softly to my room.

Passing through the middle of the courtyard, he glanced at his sister's room, frowned (I don't know what happened to that little girl!), stopped for a few minutes, and finally walked towards the kitchen without disturbing her.

"I'm a little hungry, let's talk about something later!"

Opening the kitchen door, there was a pot on the stove, a pot of fish was warming inside, the golden thick soup, the white and tender shredded meat, scattered like silk threads, clearly visible, and a faint smell of fish wafted out: "It's still ice fish. My mother should have saved it for me." He only taught his mother how to do this.

A happy smile bloomed on his face, and he was warmed by his mother's meticulousness: "Then I won't be polite." He took out the bowls and chopsticks in the cupboard, picked up the fish and added a few spoonfuls of thick soup, and floated up with the warm heat. The scent stimulated his taste buds to continuously secrete saliva, picked up the chopsticks, took a bite, and the fragrance remained on his lips and teeth.

"Mm - delicious, haha, it's still the same taste, only this taste will never be forgotten." In the small kitchen, Feng smiled happily, and then dug out a bottle of his father's Ming wine from the wine cellar behind. The night's wine collection was placed on the small square table in the kitchen.

I bought a small glass of wine for myself, and after taking a sip, I felt it was a bit spicy. Feng stuck out her tongue and said in distaste: "This thing is so spicy. Although the aroma is mellow, it's really not my style." She took a mouthful of fish and let herself His tongue regained his sense of taste, and he was reluctant to throw it away, so he had to pass the time by pouring and drinking by himself.

A voice crept over.

In fact, she heard the voice when her brother opened the door, and then watched him stand in the yard for a long time, and finally changed direction and walked towards the small kitchen. How should I face him, if I am not paying attention, my brother has already left.

She pushed open the door and ran to the kitchen, but she hesitated when she got close. She didn't know how to say to him: "He is the most beloved brother, Quan, you have to apologize, as long as you sincerely apologize to him, he I will definitely forgive you." Clenching his fists together in front of his chest, he cheered himself up and said, "Come on, Quan, be brave enough to apologize!"

Feng, who was drinking and eating fish, sensed Quan's movements early on, and was curious about what she was wandering around in the yard so late, and when she finally saw her walking here, she thought (Are you begging me again? Hiss—headache! )

A corner of the door of the small kitchen was pushed open, revealing Quan Xiuli's lovely face, she glanced at Feng shyly, bit her lip and let out a long breath, as if she had been braver, pushed the door and walked in, sat obediently Opposite Maple.

Just when he was about to say something, he saw the way Feng looked at her, like a frightened little rabbit, shrunk his head, lowered his head, and rubbed his hands on his lap, looking very nervous.

Feng rubbed his eyebrows (I'm so scared?)

He smiled softly, and said in a warm voice: "Quan, are you hungry? Do you want to eat? The one left by my mother is delicious."

Quan nodded, raised his head, and looked at Feng.

"Okay, I'll get you a pair of chopsticks." Feng leaned back, took out a pair of chopsticks from the cupboard, swept them with a fine thunderbolt, sterilized and cleaned them, and handed them to Quan.

That careful look reminded Quan of all the things his elder brother treated him in the past, his eyes turned red, and he stretched out his chopsticks to pick up a mouthful of fish, which choked his throat when he put it in his mouth, and he couldn't swallow it.

"Brother, thank you, thank you, I know I was wrong, can you forgive me?"

This crisp apology, as well as the sad look in his eyes, made Feng feel a sudden pain in his heart (what's wrong? Why is it so abnormal, could it be... some kind of mental problem?)

Feng's heart turned cold, and a murderous aura filled the air. If something happened to Quan, those two young men would be sure to kill them, and no one would be able to keep them.

Feng put his hand close to Quan's forehead, but he still didn't dare to touch it, and his tone was full of worry: "Quan, don't scare me, are you okay?... You just want to see Itachi, I agree!"

(Maybe it was suppressed for too long, and the problem finally broke out. Damn it, I should have noticed it earlier.) His heart became more and more irritable, and there was a faint thunder outside the house, and he whimpered silently.

Quan felt the concern from her elder brother, and guessed that her sudden change must have made him confused. She smiled confidently, approached Feng, looked at Feng intently, and said briskly: "Brother, I'm fine, a little Nothing, I figured it out, I figured it out, I will listen to your arrangement, let's make up, okay?"

She held Feng's hand hovering in the air with both hands, put it on her forehead, and smiled brightly: "Could it be that brother is angry with me and unwilling to forgive your lovely sister?"

At this moment, she understood that in the eyes of her brother, those mistakes were not as important as her own. He never blamed her from the beginning to the end, and only hoped that she would be happy.

The sweetness in the heart heals the bitter sadness until it overflows and turns into raindrops of happiness.

Feng was full of doubts, but still followed her and said: "How come, I never blamed you for anything!" Looking carefully, Quan, who was still focused, waved his hands and said: "Okay, I forgive your stupidity Okay, is it okay now?"

Quan jumped up excitedly: "Great!"