Naruto Uchiha Sasuke

Oh, what a failure, Uchiha Itachi...

In the name of a genius, so what? In the end, he was still alone, so lonely.

Itachi Uchiha, what have you done...

Itachi Uchiha raised his head slowly, keeping his gaze on Izumi's face, entangled with her eyeliner.

Sometimes Itachi also feels that forever is a very unreal word, which cannot be determined or grasped, but it will appear in a moment when you are completely inadvertent.

Right now, right in front of your eyes.

Itachi really wants to protect Sasuke and Izumi forever, but is there really eternity in this world, or is a person like himself worthy of the word forever?

"Quan, I..."

Itachi's voice was calm, without a trace of emotion.However, behind this calmness, there is an indescribable heaviness.

Itachi seemed to be thinking about something, with a bitter smile on his lips.

Itachi paused, the words he was about to say became extremely difficult, and bitterness spread in his mouth.

Quan also frowned, not knowing what the Itachi in front of him was going to say, Quan seemed to know the house very well, and took out a dozen photos from the moldy drawer.

"Itachi, do you know why I chose this location?"

Quan's expression gradually softened, and he turned around as soon as he finished speaking, his eyes were as clear as water, his red lips were slightly pursed, and his snowy skin seemed to be stained with a thin layer of frost under the moonlight.

It's just that there seems to be a trace of coldness in the depths of Quan's eyes, as if walking in the white snow, her whole body is cold.

But inexplicably, it can make people feel the peace from the bottom of their hearts.

"Quan, I, I don't know..."

"Then take a good look, what are these photos, you are thinking about what you have done!"

Quan looked at the moonlight outside the window, the moonlight became more and more blood-red, and Quan felt that he would fall under the blood-red moonlight in the next second.

Quan turned around, took a cold look at Itachi, and threw the photos directly at Itachi's feet. The photos were scattered, Itachi nodded, and bent down to pick them up one by one.

Itachi, who had always been calm and composed, widened his eyes in surprise at this moment, both eyeballs were about to fall out, and just stared at everything in front of him in a daze, as if he was stupid.

After a long while, he blinked suddenly, as if he had woken up suddenly, his eyes were still in shock, showing nervousness, bewilderment and helplessness.

Itachi quickly glanced at the scene, and suddenly there was a look of doubt in his keen eyes, and his eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of mist, revealing thoughtfulness.

No wonder, no wonder...

From the very first time he entered the house, Itachi felt very familiar, very familiar, but the musty and dilapidated place just now, and the state of the spring in front of him somehow.

Let Itachi didn't react for a while, now look carefully, no wonder, Quan wants to call himself here!

The moment Itachi raised his eyes, he collided with a pair of shining eyes, and found that she was staring at him quietly. In those eyes, which were as clear as water, there was a vague smile, and there was a touch of innocence. Chilling indifference.

But those once familiar eyes suddenly looked strange and strange, but at this moment, they were full of vigilance, and there was also a touch of alienation that could not be concealed.

Hey, so that's the case...

"Itachi, what's the matter, see these photos and drawing paper, tell me, what did you think of!"

Quan's eyes are like a deep pool, deep and mysterious, always making others feel an insurmountable distance, as if she is in another space.

"I see, these photos..."

Yes, these photos document a lot.

Although the first photo was yellowed or blurred, these photos seemed to appear in front of Itachi's eyes in a slideshow.

The first photo is the beginning of the Kyuubi Rebellion, it was the first time I met Izumi, and it was also the first time Sasuke and Izumi met.

Each of the photos below has its own meaning.

There is a picture of Itachi laughing just looking at it, it's himself and Izumi holding Sasuke's little hand together at midnight, taking Sasuke to have supper secretly.

There was also the cake that Sasuke prepared for his brother's birthday, and the parents on the side were just smiling, and Izumi was naturally on the side.

It turned out that I had a happy life myself, but it seemed that everything was ruined by me.

Itachi felt that the current self was like a scavenger picking up the past piece by piece.

Then, in the dilapidated heart, I slowly pieced together and posted my beautiful memories.

But Itachi's face soon turned cold, and the sadness flowed through the sadness, and the pieces that were put together began to fall apart again.

Time is the sharpest knife, sticking to the edge of memories bit by bit, until everything is fragmented and you can no longer put together your original appearance.

Can't go back, really can't go back...

The past is complicated and complicated, like old tree branches tangled into weird shadows on the window paper.

Itachi's heart was beating like a drum, his eyes were already filled with tears. Itachi was overwhelmed by the tide of the past, unable to parry or dodge, and was finally forced here.

The moon is white and the wind is clear, when I first met you.

Touching the texture of the photo with the fingertips, the flickering past is turned up, like a dead leaf falling on a heart full of holes.

"what……"

Itachi smiled miserably, looking at that painting, it was drawn by his favorite brother.

In the painting, there are parents who are always smiling at the corners of their mouths, Quan who is quietly cooking, and myself who is always smiling.

And Sasuke stayed by his side, watching him write and draw.

"Izumi, I understand, isn't the layout of this house the same as the Konoha house next to us when we first met?

Although it is not the same house anymore, and the house is dilapidated, but I can see it, I can see it! "

Itachi carefully put away the musty photos and paintings, put them in his arms, protected them well, and kept them well.

"Yes, do you know why I do all this?"

"I……"

Itachi slowly shook his head, knowing some answers in his heart, but it is impossible to know all of Quan's thoughts.

"I just want myself to remember all of this. It was you who ruined everyone's happiness and everyone's life. I will never forgive you in my life!"

Quan's thoughts were in a mess.

In Quan's frantic mind, Quan had no obvious conception of the pain he had suffered, nor did he have any definite impressions of the outside world.

Izumi was just worried about whether Sasuke could face all this calmly, and whether Sasuke could grow up healthily and happily.

Many times, Quan's ears are always rumbling. Quan feels that his life is unreal, as if he will leave with the wind in the next moment.

All Quan knew was that her pain was horrific, that she longed for revenge, for...

But what about the object of revenge?

Ferret?

Itachi's next thing to do is to be good to Sasuke, what is his revenge for?