Naruto: The Story of Kakashi: Skull of the Sea of ​​Blood

Reihi clutched Kakashi's vest over her with both hands, accusing him in tears.

"I'm not an object, you want it when you want, you don't want to throw me away like garbage, I also have my own pride, because you are Kakashi, I will leave all my pride and dignity behind, and I want to find you back over and over again, do you understand?"

"Yes," Kakashi replied without thinking.

It was because he understood, it was because he loved her from the bottom of his heart, so that the words he wanted to say tonight would become obscure, and it would be so difficult to say, and he didn't want Lingxi to feel that he looked down on her.

"Kakashi, I see your memory..."

"I know everything you do is for my good, but you never thought about it, whether I like it or not."

Yes, that's what my father said about self-righteousness, and this time, he really did something wrong in this matter.

"Even if you have a short life, even if you can only spend a short time with you, even so, I am still willing to be with you, every minute and second with you is precious, it is a treasure that I am not willing to forget, do you understand?"

Kakashi's voice was also colored with a thick nasal tone, and he hugged Reihi tighter, the breath of every word sprayed in her ears.

"I understand, I understand it all now, so can you forgive me?"

Reihi pushed Kakashi away and looked at him through the faint light of a street lamp in the distance.

She glared at him sharply and asked, "Do you mean you want to be with me again?"

Kakashi nodded cautiously and then again, like a chicken pecking at rice.

"Then this time, you won't push me away after something happens, will you?"

A flash of horror welled up in Kakashi's eyes, and he waved his hands uncontrollably, hurriedly vowing, "No, never again, no matter what you do, I will consult with you, and I will never be self-righteous again."

"Really?" Lingxi asked him in a deep voice.

"Uh-huh," Kakashi continued nodding, he a little distressed, "I've been trained by my dad once, and I know I'm so wrong that I never do it again.

He held Lingxi's hand and held it tightly to his chest, and his voice became gentle, "I will learn how to love, you look at me, I can learn." "

Kakashi won't love, so why would Reihi?

She suddenly felt very sorry for him, and after seeing his memories, she felt even more sorry for him.

If she didn't know his memories, she shouldn't be with Kakashi again, which was her only remaining self-respect.

However, this is not the case now.

He loved her, loved her deep in the marrow, and his heart was full of thinking about her, even if it was a little wrong.

Such a him, what should she do with him?

The heart that had been adrift for a long time finally landed, and Lingxi's expression also softened, and he was a little aggrieved.

She pouted, her breath still not gone.

Kakashi smiled fondly and reached out to caress her face.

"It's not early, I'll send you back, I think I'm tired today."

Lingxi snorted, her tone was a little unnatural, and she said awkwardly for a long time: "... It doesn't seem to tell me where to live, I, I don't know where I'm going..."

Kakashi froze for a moment, and he looked at Reihi, crying and laughing.

"That... Would you like to go to my tent for a night?

"You're not afraid of others seeing?"

Kakashi shook his head in the darkness, and he laughed lowly, his voice soft and happy.

"I'm not afraid," he said, "I've never been afraid, but I just think that our identity will be bad for you when it's exposed, so I don't say it."

Without waiting for Reihi to say anything, Kakashi continued, "Besides, I think feelings are a very personal matter, a matter of two people, and it doesn't matter if you listen to outsiders, do you think?" "

Hmph~" Lingxi snorted fakely, her voice was very gentle, she said: "It's very clever, I think so, I thought you would mind..." The

two of them were like fools, self-righteously doing what they thought was good for each other.

I'm afraid there is no dumber person under the sun.

The heartbreak caused by the breakup for many days dissipated at this moment, and both of them felt relaxed, and because they held each other's hands again, they were extremely happy.

Kakashi led the spirit rhino on the way back to the tent, walking and walking, the spirit rhino's steps were getting slower and slower, Kakashi noticed that he turned sideways to look at her.

Now the two have walked under the street lamp, and the light shines on the person very clearly, and nothing can escape his eyes.

He looked at Lingxi, the first time since his resurrection that he had time to look at her so closely.

Lingxi was wearing a black mourning dress, and her face was dirty but it was difficult to hide her beauty.

The mourning dress did not know what was cut, there were one after another holes, most of these places were concentrated on her legs, looking down these openings, under the mourning dress, at the ankles, the white socks were dyed with a large patch of red, this red has turned a little black, what is self-evident.

Kakashi frowned and blurted out, "Are you hurt?" She

was a little embarrassed by the man looking at her ankle like this, and her injured foot hid behind the other foot, but without thinking, Kakashi crouched down in front of her.

The warm hand grabbed the foot she wanted to hide, the shoes were off, the white socks were also off, and her white jade-like feet were exposed to Kakashi's sight along with her ankles.

I don't know what cut a big hole at the ankle, and the blood that flowed out has scabbed, but because the wound is too deep, even if there is a desolate skeleton for passive treatment, there is still fresh blood slowly oozing out of this wound.

Kakashi forced the thought of wanting to blame her and let out a breath, and he looked up at her, his tone full of distress.

"Such a deep wound, why didn't you treat it in the hospital just now, what should I do if it is infected?"

The night breeze was cold and blowing her feet, but Kakashi's palm felt like a fire, as if it was going to burn her skin, and she couldn't bear to break free from his grip.

"Compared to those who were injured, this is only a small injury of mine, and besides, the desolate skeleton is already stopping my bleeding."

"This is different," Kakashi looked at her speechlessly, "Don't always think about others, think more about yourself."

Lingxi didn't know what to say, so he had to smile awkwardly.

Putting his shoes and socks on, Kakashi turned abruptly and crouched in front of her with his back to Lingxi.

He said, "Come up, I'll carry you." "

Huh?" Reihi was stunned, and quickly waved his hand, "No need, I can..." "

Come up," Kakashi interrupted her to refuse.

Kakashi's voice was unusually serious, which reminded Reihi of the year when she traveled with Kakashi, when she did not value life, and Kakashi had admonished her so harshly.

The corners of his mouth curved, and Reihi bent down and crouched on Kakashi's back.

It was the first time she had been carried by Kakashi, a man who wasn't strong, but his back was wide and strong, and he was able to hold her firmly even if all his weight was pressed on him.

Wearing Kakashi's vest and his cheek pressed against Kakashi's back, Kakashi's temperature fumigated Reihi's face through a layer of black tight ninja clothes, and there was an indescribable iron.

The street lamps lengthened their shadows, and Kakashi was not afraid of the gossipy gazes.

The moment his father woke him up, he decided that if there was an afterlife, he would never let go of Lingxi's hand again.

And the gods seemed to hear his heart, took pity on him once, and he really came back to life.

On his back is his happiness, a happiness that he will never let go of no matter how dangerous the road ahead.