Naruto: Itachi Hears the Bell

In a certain forest, Weasel summoned a temporary hut. He put down the wind chime, covered himself with the quilt, and sat behind her to wipe her wet hair.

He chuckled unconsciously, and he didn't even realize that in the few months he spent with this girl, he smiled more than he did a few years ago combined, and he cared more and more about him. Her every smile, every move, every gesture touched his heart. "What's going on?" He wondered secretly.

Two days later, the wind chime slowly opened my eyes. My whole body felt weak and my head hurt, especially after thinking about everything that happened that night.

"You're awake, I'm going to make you some porridge." Itachi got up and went out.

The wind chime stared blankly at the ceiling and made no sound. After a while, she lifted the quilt, gritted her teeth and forced her weak legs to stand up, and staggered to the door.

It was early in the morning, the sun was shining brightly, giving off a charming soft luster, gently caressing every inch of the skin on the earth, and the woods were filled with the noise of chirping birds.

Wind Chime looked at this piece of life and should have been in a good mood, but on the contrary, her heart felt as bitter as a handful of coptis. Her nose was sore, and tears fell down her beautiful face, creating a small puddle on the ground. The snow-white dress all over her body turned into a sad lavender color as if affected by her mood. It was lifted up by the breeze and gently wrapped around her slender ankles.

Her weak legs could not support her body. She slowly knelt down on the ground while holding on to the door frame. Her purple skirt floated in the air, highlighting her thin back, making people look at her with pity.

Feng Chime recalled the warm scenes with her brother, and then recalled that night when her brother, who seemed like a different person, actually hit her and injured her. The gap in her heart was too great. She leaned on the door frame, tears flowing uncontrollably and sobbing. Make a sound.

The hurried Itachi finally cooked the porridge and came out with the bowl. He felt very distressed when he saw the sad look of the wind chime.

Itachi walked up behind her and gently put his hand on her shoulder: "Eat something, although it may not taste very good."

Feng Chime's eyes were filled with tears, and she shook her head slowly without speaking. Itachi had no choice but to sit down next to the wind chime and put his arm around her shoulders. The wind chime didn't resist, and was unable to struggle, obediently resting its head on Itachi's shoulder.

Itachi was embarrassed for a long time and didn't know how to comfort her. Finally, he pretended to smile casually and said: "Look, you are usually a heroic hero, but why do you cry like a little girl when you meet your brother? I will just call you a crybaby from now on." alright"

Feng Chime, who usually had a very low point of laughter and could easily be made to laugh by Ah Fei for the whole day, was rarely very calm. He said in a hoarse voice, "You don't know how important he is to me. You wouldn't even kill me if you wanted to." I thought that one day he would actually take action against me."

Itachi's heart sank as he thought of Sasuke, the brother he loved so much.

He believed in him and relied on him so much, but he was constantly tortured by his lies and evil deeds. The heartache of being hurt by the person you love most is probably like this. Turning against the brother you love most, and even doing whatever it takes to kill him, how much of a blow did Sasuke bear?

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but blush. He thought that his tragedy could not be repeated by Feng Chime, and he did not want her to feel the heartbreak that was too painful to be born. But, how can he explain all this to Bagpipe without leaving any trace?

End of this chapter