[Naruto] I really don’t know how to use wood escape.

After waiting for several days on the road that Uchiha must pass, he still didn't find the person he wanted to wait for. Rong was not disappointed, but the mature young man seemed to want to take on the responsibility alone.

It's like fate, approaching step by step, planting a seed in a subtle place, and eventually the seed takes root and sprouts, wrapping around the big tree that protects it, and the big tree is forced to decline.

Destiny is smiling secretly in the dark, mocking the world.

Uchiha, it's always like this, with a fate that is enough to make people sigh.

Rong was used to hearing other people's thoughts and knew very well how Shisui would choose. He was even more aware of Shisui's influence on Itachi and how deep Itachi's desire for peace was.

The outcome has already been secretly determined, it's just a matter of waiting for an opportunity.

Do not erupt in silence, but perish in silence.

That's the case with Uchiha.

So is the weasel.

The skylight pours out from the gaps in the clouds and shines on the village, while the dark clouds above the Uchiha clan seem to symbolize this.

Rong stretched out his hand, wanting to touch the warm light. The sunlight flickering on his fingertips shattered into those green but lifeless eyes. Rong's expression was like a compassionate god and Buddha.

"Time is also fate. Isn't it?" A silver-haired boy wearing glasses gradually approached. He seemed to understand Rong's range of perception and understand Rong well.

Standing on the top of Shadow Rock, above Tobirama's head, Rong withdrew her hand, and her wide sleeves slid down her white wrists. She didn't look back and asked calmly: "Who are you?"

"I've seen you."

Rong said slowly and surely, tilting his head and slightly turning his body to "observe" the silver-haired boy.

His brain was filled with a large amount of meaningless trivial matters, like a mess made up by a cat, and it was completely impossible to detect his thoughts.

However, those trivial thoughts that accidentally spread out were all related to one person - Orochimaru.

Sakae's memory of Orochimaru still remains as Sarutobi Hiruzen's disciple, a smart and taciturn child. His mental activity is very active, and he is thinking almost all the time. He is a person very much like Tobirama.

"You are the child who came to the underground laboratory during the Nine-Tails Rebellion."

Rong finally found clues in his long memory. Among such a group of children, this child seemed very special. It was not that he had a high level of thinking, but that among all the children who were afraid, he was the only one who was calm and unreasonable.

Moreover, different people have different perceptions of themselves, which leads to different thoughts that they emanate. This is also Rong's way of identifying others.

"No, it's Sister Rong, no, it's Master Rong."

The silver-haired boy said and adjusted his glasses.

"What's the reason Orochimaru asked you to come?" Rong was a little curious. She looked at the vast Konoha. Sometimes, if she ignored the carrying capacity of her body, her range of perception could reach an extremely exaggerated level.

Rong only slightly amplified her perception, and she could clearly hear the roar of people in Konoha Village below Shadow Rock. Even so, blood could not help but flow from her ears.

"Lord Orochimaru is very curious about you and would like to ask you to meet. You will get what you want."

The wind blew Rong's long hair, and there was only the sound of hula hula in the quiet air.

Just when Kabuto thought he would not agree, she said, "Okay, when?"

"Three days later. Since you have agreed, I will leave first."

"Kabuto, goodbye."

Kabuto was stunned for a moment, not expecting that Rong still remembered his name, and then left without hesitation.

When Rong returned home, the stars and the moon were already high.

It seems to be a festival recently, with lights and colorful decorations everywhere, and the wind chimes hanging on the eaves make a pleasant sound in the night wind.

Rong's house is on the second floor. Opposite the building is the ninja school. There is a bench for pedestrians to sit on the street downstairs. Now there is a huddled figure on the chair. The street lamp casts a cold gaze, and he trembles under the gaze. , like an abandoned puppy in the wind and rain, crouching alone in the corner crying.

He seemed to be sleeping in a position where he felt safe.

It's Naruto.

Rong suddenly remembered that today was the weekend and Naruto had said that he would come to her, but she had forgotten about it because Naruto was not her priority.

"Naruto, don't sleep here, you'll catch a cold."

Rong patted Naruto's shoulder. Unlike Itachi, who had been very thin since he was a child, Naruto's shoulders seemed to be covered with a layer of skin on the bones, and they were astonishingly thin.

Naruto's eyelids trembled a few times, and then he looked around like a wary little beast, thinking that he had heard wrongly.

After all, he was a persona non grata.

But Rong just stood in front of him like this, leaning down slightly and watching him softly, like a wishful dream.

"Sister Rong, Sister Rong?! You are here!" Naruto suddenly woke up and pinched himself hard, "It hurts, it hurts, it hurts - it's not a dream! It's really you, Sister Rong!"

Tears suddenly appeared in the corners of little Naruto's eyes, "I thought, I thought you were lying to me... Actually, you don't want to see me again..."

Rong took Naruto into his arms, "Don't cry, don't cry. I'm not lying to you, but I have something to do today. Do you want to go to my house to sit down?"

"Really?!..." Naruto said in surprise: "Can I?"

"Why not? Naruto."

Naruto looked at the room curiously. The surroundings were decorated very elegantly. Although the entrance was through the entrance hall, there was a painting at the end of the entrance hall, which was of sunflowers. The bright colors looked warm and pleasant. There was a low cabinet under the painting, and there were some things on it. A pot of short plant with broad green leaves.

The light was not too bright, but it was definitely not dim. It cast a halo on Rong's cherry-colored hair. The light seemed to take special care of her, casting a small harmonious shadow on her facial features. Rong smiled and led Naruto away. Enter the room.

Naruto felt as if he had a warm home.

There is no balcony in the living room, but there is a window facing the Ninja School. From here, you can see the main door of the Ninja School. When you think of walking into the Ninja School alone, Rong might lean against the window and "watch" him. Naruto There was a slight joy in his heart, but Naruto only dared to think secretly in his heart. He was afraid that this was just his own conjecture. In fact, Rong would not pay attention to him at all, and would only talk about his tenderness.

However, Rong is so good, he is the best person in the world!

Naruto shook his head and sat across from Rong.

There were cushions on the seats, so there was no need to worry about being hit, but Naruto imitated the people he saw outside the store and sat upright, and his excitement was palpable.

"Sister Rong, your home is so beautiful! Does Sister Rong live alone?"

Naruto wanted to know more about the person in front of him and wanted to maintain this relationship. This was the first time he had received kindness from others.

"Yes, I am the same as Naruto."

"Sister Rong is so awesome. How do you usually eat?"

Sakae didn't want her bad habit of using ration pills to cope with hunger to affect Naruto, and thinking of Kakashi coming over to cook when he was almost free, she pursed her lips and chuckled, "Maybe it's the kind crane girl."

Kakashi climbed up the wall and stood on the big tree outside the window. He almost slipped down when he heard these words.

He was injured in the last mission, so Sandai gave him a week's leave.

Now he can supervise someone who calls him "Crane Girl" to eat well.

The cautious person seemed to have thought of something, and his eyes exposed outside the mask with a smile narrowed into slits.

"Is this crane girl pretty?" Naruto asked curiously. No one had ever told him a story, but he had overheard stories from his peers about cranes repaying kindness.

"Ah, well, Miss Crane is very shy, so she never shows up."

"Then she won't have a sausage mouth or buck teeth, right? If she's good-looking, why doesn't she show up? Sister Rong, although Miss Xianhe is very good, she is definitely not as good as you! In my heart, you are the best!"

"Naruto, you can't say this to me, otherwise I will take it seriously."

"Really, you believe me, Sister Rong! I..." Naruto blushed, hesitated for a while, and then said loudly: "I will marry Sister Rong in the future!"

Little Naruto made a promise.

"No, Naruto, Naruto will meet better people and see more beautiful scenery in the future. Maybe you will forget me by then, so Naruto should leave these words to his future wife."

Rong retorted with a smile, tilting his head and looking at Naruto.

"I will never forget Sister Rong!" Naruto calmed down instead. He stared at Rong solemnly and said every word.

"Then we agreed, don't forget me, Naruto."

"Ok!"

The atmosphere was cheerful again.

There was a cold wind blowing outside. Kakashi listened to the conversation inside and felt the breeze. Kakashi covered his face with the book and asked about the smell of paper and ink. He felt an inexplicable emotion.

It’s good to be young! Dare to say anything and say anything.