[Comprehensive] If we have another possibility

The surrounding world is magnificent and grand, the sky is high and the earth is far away, and the red clouds cover the black sky.

Uchiha Hime stood on a desolate autumn field, looking at the mottled gray-white plain, a slightly cold wind came from the sky, rolling up the black windbreaker of the man beside him.

【"dad."】

Fei Shi was quiet for a while, and called out softly.

As soon as the words fell, the sea of ​​dry grass turned into waves, and the black-haired man turned to look at him, his cold side face showing a little softness.

【"Fei Shi, how are you lately?"】

【"...are you hawking again?"】

Fei Shi didn't answer him directly, but raised a question.

The eagle can't circle around.

Uchiha Sasuke smiled imperceptibly.He looked towards the sky, raised his arms to catch the swooping eagle: 【"Ah."】

The strong eagle shook its wings, its steel claws grabbed the master's arm, and its sharp beast eyes locked Fei Shi.

Fei Shi looked at it indifferently, without saying a word.

The white sun slowly fell in the black sky, falling along the horizon.

There are shadows on the delicate skin of Uchiha Sasuke and Fei Shi, who are of the same origin.He turned his head sideways, with a faint light shining through his dark pupils, he raised his arm in a gesture.

【"Do you want to? Being a psychic beast is a good choice."】

Fei Shi glanced at him, and shook his head disinterestedly: 【"I don't need it now."】

【"Really...now."】

Sasuke muttered thoughtfully, raised his arms and let the eagle fly again, letting it scream and turn into a black spot on the horizon.

【"—So, how about this?"】

As soon as the words fell, his figure disappeared out of nowhere, and when he reappeared, it was on the other side of Feishi.

Fei Shi turned his head in surprise: 【"Is this the Flying Thunder God technique?"】

【"No, it's the power of heaven."】

Sasuke denied it categorically, looking at Fei Shi's appearance, a smile appeared on his lips: 【"Interested?"】

Fei Shi did not immediately give an affirmative answer, but pointed out the key point indifferently: 【"I don't have reincarnation eyes."】

【"That's not a problem."】

The father in the dream chuckled lightly, as if he had heard something interesting.

He softened his eyes towards Fei Shi, and gently waved to him.

【"As long as you want it, you can get it."】

Fei Shi glanced at him, and denied while approaching: 【"How is that possible—"】

The unfinished words stopped abruptly.

Fei Shi subconsciously raised his hand to cover the poked spot on his forehead.

Sasuke laughed at this moment, and said something softly.The surrounding environment gradually became blurred, and his voice drifted, as if it came from a distant horizon, and he couldn't hear it clearly after going around.

【"Dad?...What are you talking about?"】

Fei Shi frowned slightly, put down his hands and looked forward, unexpectedly, the person standing there just now was gone, replaced by another person with similar appearance but different temperament.

The smile at the corner of his mouth was shallow and gentle, bright red blood flowed down his cheeks, and he held his eyeballs with his hands.

【"—As long as you want."】

Fei Shi opened his eyes abruptly.

There was the "plop" sound of fish diving into the water, the sky outside the window was as blue as washing, and there were a few residual leaves scattered on the branches, which didn't look like the weird colors in the dream.

Fei Shi stared at the ceiling for a while, then sat up a little slowly, the clothes covering his body fell off, but he didn't look at the clothes, just raised his hand to support his forehead.

"...I never wanted your eyes."

He murmured, his eyes were empty, and a little red flashed inside.

A moment later, the young man with cherry hair walked out of the empty patriarch's room. After searching all the rooms that Madara used to go to but found no one, he stood outside the door and looked at the deserted street, frowning slightly.

"Master Crimson World?"

The woman's gentle and weak voice sounded from one side, Fei Shi turned to look at the person coming, and nodded slightly: "Xing Na, good afternoon. Where are you all going?"

"Eh?"

Uchiha Hoshina's face looked a little pale, she held the little boy with curly hair, her eyes widened when she heard this, and she said in puzzlement: "Didn't everyone be called to the front line? It's been almost a day——Fei Shi grown ups?!"

She looked at the young man who turned and left in surprise, and her tone suddenly became urgent: "Please wait a moment!"

Fei Shi, who had already jumped onto the nearby roof, stopped and looked down at her.

The young woman looked at him nervously, bit her lower lip awkwardly, and suddenly bowed deeply.

"Please...please stop this nightmare, Lord Feishi! Please don't let anyone else be like Ming..."

Her voice turned into tears, and her delicate hand stroked the head of her son beside her, her voice trembling: "If you are like Ming again, you will die early at a good age."

Fei Shi glanced at her child, facing his curious and ignorant eyes which were carefully hidden.

He nodded quickly: "I will."

After saying this, he glanced at Hoshi Uchiha's pale and blue face again, then turned and left.

Behind him, Uchiha mirror tugged at the corner of his mother's clothes, and asked in a low voice, "Who is that, mother?"

Xingna rubbed his head softly, with unavoidable sadness on his face: "That is your father's teacher and his benefactor."

"Is that so? Then 'Fei Shi' is his name?"

"It's so rude, Xiao Jing! You have to respectfully call him 'Master Crimson World'!"

Xing Na frowned and reprimanded lightly, he couldn't breathe well, and suddenly covered his mouth and coughed.

Uchiha looked at her nervously: "I, I know mother, I will be polite, don't be angry."

It took a long time for Uchiha Hoshina's cough to stop.

She put down her hand, looked at the red in the palm of her hand, her eyes were dim.

"Mother?" Jing called anxiously.

The beautiful young woman hid the strangeness in her hands and smiled softly at him.

"When you grow up, you must repay that lord for your father, Xiao Jing."

Uchiha Kyo looked at her, with worry in his eyes, and obediently concealed his worry, nodded quietly: "Yes, I understand."

The war between Uchiha and Senju broke out again, but Uchiha Madara knew before he set off that this might be the last time.

The Uchihas are exhausted, and even though there are still some young people who are his supporters, most people prefer to stop the war.Years of wars have brought countless deaths and injuries, and the clansmen have lost their fighting spirit and perseverance. What's more, the current situation is quite unfavorable to the Uchiha clan, and they cannot afford more failures.

But Madara wanted to gamble again.In order to avenge Quan Nai, he bet his life for the last time.It was precisely because he might die that Fei Shi was not woken up.

He didn't want that person to see his ugly side before death, although... Even if he died, that person shouldn't be shaken in the slightest.

With such a desperate idea and extreme hatred, the battle between Uchiha Madara and Senjuzhu lasted for a whole day.The battle was more heroic than ever, changing the positions of mountains and rivers and creating new landscapes that no other ninja could even get close to.

In the end, it was Uchiha Madara who fell first.

The Senshou surrounded the Ninja Shura who had fallen to the ground, and at the place closest to him, Qianshou raised a knife between his doors, his red eyes were cold and chilling, trying to get rid of the biggest scourge.

Senju Bashima wanted to stop him, but Tomona didn't agree with his brother's naive idea.

When Uchiha Feishi arrived, what he saw was the scene where he was about to stab with a knife.

His pupils shrank slightly. At that moment, some kind of instinct took over his consciousness, causing his green pupils to instantly turn ominous red, and three rings appeared around the pupils, which were pitch black and bottomless. At the same time, it symbolizes the unknown power.

The world turned red for a moment, and in the next moment, a crimson figure appeared out of nowhere in front of Madara who was a hundred meters away, and the light of the knife stabbed Tomona's eyes.

"clang--!"

The sound of gold and stone echoed in the air, and the gray-faced Madara's eyes widened all of a sudden, and he looked at the person who suddenly appeared beside him with disbelief, and opened his mouth to call out in a different tone: "Feishi?!"

Tobima maintained the posture of the knife being blown away in astonishment, feeling the coldness of the knife's edge not a millimeter away from the carotid artery, his expression was blank for a few seconds.

"It's over, Thousand Hands. Put down your weapons and retreat."

Fei Shi stood beside Feijian, with one hand twisting his right arm and imprisoning him behind his back, and the other hand clenched the Taidao around his neck, his five fingers were as steady as a rock, and his voice was cold and emotionless: "Otherwise I will kill you right away!" he."

Qianshou gritted his teeth, and was forced to turn his head away by the knife, unable to see his expression at the moment.

In the deathly silence, Qianshou Zhujian's calm and calm voice sounded: "Everyone, put down your weapons and step back ten meters away."

Feijian frowned, and shouted in warning: "Brother!"

"Do not talk."

Fei Shi's knife really touched his neck this time, blood was immediately seen on his fair skin.

"Do as I say!"

Hashirama ignored his younger brother's stop, and his voice became harsher.

There was a moment of stagnation in the atmosphere. After that, the crisp sound of metal impacts continued to resound, and the thousand-handed ninjas put down their weapons as they said, and began to retreat slowly.

Senju Bashima raised his hands himself, stepped back and said to Fei Shi seriously: "Hi Shi, things are not what you think, we didn't intend to kill Madara!"

"Do you think I'm a fool, Senju Hashirama? Before I arrived just now, did you dare to say that Tobima wanted to kill Madara?"

Fei Shi did not believe what he said, or rather, he believed in his own eyesight. There is no doubt that Qianshou Feijian really wanted to kill Madara just now.

"That's... us..." Qianshou Zhujian had a bitter face, unable to argue for a while.

"There's no need to explain, that kind of thing doesn't matter at all." Fei Shi clenched his arms between Qianshou's doors, his tone was calm and indifferent, but his eyes drifted away silently, "You are exhausted, everyone here is exhausted. Not my opponent, as long as I want, I can kill you all here."

Dead silence.

The rest of the thousand-handed ninjas all had ugly expressions on their faces, but Tomona, who didn't know when to turn his eyes, was observing him, and his pupils shrank suddenly.

--This guy……?

He stood stiffly for a while, then moved tentatively, and Fei Shi immediately gave him a glance.

He and Toika looked at each other, and after a slight pause, the magnificent kaleidoscope Sharingan looked at the surrounding Senju ninjas as if unintentionally, his eyes were as cold as looking at a dead thing.

Feijian frowned, and his face sank.

Unaware of the secret confrontation between the two, the other Qianshou whose life was threatened had to admit that Fei Shi was right.

After a full day of fighting, even if they all combined, there was no way they could beat a Uchiha Hime in full power with Kaleidoscope Sharingan.

Madara struggled to sit up from the ground, without any grayness on her face, and looked at Hashirama with a complicated expression through Feishi's back.

It was absolutely true that he had stopped Tobima just now.

In the next second, even though the lives of himself and his subordinates were threatened, Hashirama met his gaze without showing any hostility.

"Madara, let's end this fight, didn't we make an appointment? We will build an ideal village in the future!"

He looked deeply at Madara, with a painful expression, but also with extremely sincere hope.

"You...have you really forgotten the scenery we saw when we were young, and the promise we made by the Nanhe River?"

"..."

Madara lowered his eyes.

The shimmering eyes in Qianshouzhu made him, who was covered with bruises, fall into a long silence, but the man's next words made him completely shaken.

"I believe you also know that your clansmen, especially Fei Shi who is beside you, is so defending you at this moment and hostile to us, but in fact, his heart is longing for the reconciliation between the two clans, isn't it?"

Madara clenched his fists, turned his dark pupils, and looked at Fei Shi, whose back was turned to him and said nothing.

He thought of the peaceful and undefended sleeping face of the young man when he covered him with clothes before departure, and also remembered the time when he was a boy, he and Senshou Zhuma fought in the water by the Nanhe River with a smile.

The proud and powerful man's eyes darkened slightly, and he looked back at Hashirama's eyes, and after a long time, he closed them bit by bit.

Uchiha and Senju are forming an alliance.

When Uchiha Madara was supported by Fei Shi and returned to the clan, the clansmen who had received the news were rushing to tell each other, sweeping away the lifelessness of the past, and there was a new light in their eyes.

After Fei Shi treated Madara's wound, he left him alone for the time being, and began to treat other clansmen, and was busy until it was dawn before he was free.

When he walked out of the simple operating room, the fatigue from the night and the feeling of overdrafted Chakra swept over him, causing him to sway uncontrollably, and was supported the next moment.

In the familiar scene, the worried exclamation seemed to ring in my ears again.

Fei Shi was stunned for a moment, then turned to look at the person beside him who was supporting him.

It's Uchiha Madara.

He looked at him silently, his expressionless face looked a little gloomy, only showing a little worry in a subtle place.

Fei Shi looked at him for a while, then pulled his arm out of his hand.

"Thank you."

He thanked him flatly, turned and walked home.

Madara followed him silently, and walked with him on the streets of the tribe.

Dawn began to appear in the sky, and the gray sky allowed the two ninjas to see the mess on the ground, which was the trace left by the clansmen who celebrated all night.

Uchiha Madara looked at the chaos after the celebration, and suddenly snorted: "One by one, what are you doing so happy, it's useless."

"Because an alliance with the Thousand Hands means peace, and peace means no one will die in war."

Fei Shi answered him calmly, but what he said made Madara suddenly clenched his fists.

—Yes, peace means that no one will die from war.

From now on, no one will die young like Quan Nai.

Thinking of Quanna, the unspeakable heartache quietly drowned Madara.

He gritted his teeth in discomfort, his clenched fists trembled slightly, and he couldn't help but think: If he had formed an alliance with Senshou long ago, wouldn't Quan Nai...?

"Madara?" Fei Shi's call suddenly woke him up.

Madara raised her head abruptly, and saw Fei Shi was pressing the door with one hand, looking back at him with indifferent and calm eyes.

Looking at that indifferent gaze as always, Madara suddenly felt powerless.

"Fei Shi, why did you save me at that time?" He finally asked his question.He stared closely at Fei Shi's eyes, not wanting to let go of any dodge or dodge, "Because that's Quanna's wish?"

The slightly chilly voice echoed in the gloomy morning.

Fei Shi took the lead to look away, turned around and opened the door: "That's part of the reason."

"Then what is the other part?" Madara followed up relentlessly, slammed on the door, and stared at him persistently.

Fei Shi squinted at him, with a cold expression: "What are you looking forward to, Madara?"

"..." Madara clenched the door tightly, and his voice sank: "You clearly know."

Fei Shi tilted his head and looked to the side indifferently: "The other part is because you are the head of the Uchiha clan. For the future of the clan, it is only natural to save you."

"--lie."

Spot's face darkened.

He dragged Fei Shi into the door, closed the door behind his back, pursed his pale lips tightly, and a storm was brewing in his eyes.

"Has anyone ever told you that you're really bad at lying? Just look at the way your eyes drift to the side to tell if you're lying."

Fei Shi's eyes moved, and he stared at him silently, his blue eyes were not as clear as before, and seemed a little dark for no reason.

Madara looked at him with a cold face, and suddenly snorted: "What's more, you didn't even care about the lives of other clansmen, so why would you care about the future of the clan?"

Fei Shi's expression didn't change at all: "Should I praise you for being sharp?"

"Don't try to change the topic, what is the other part of the reason?!" Madara grabbed his wrist irritably, his voice became louder, and he clicked his tongue a little annoyed after realizing it, "I didn't... I deliberately pointed at you Roar..."

His voice gradually weakened under Fei Shi's indifferent gaze.

Fei Shi looked at the subtle regret on his face, and said softly, "Do you like me that much, Madara?"

Madara's face became hot, and he subconsciously defended: "Huh? What nonsense are you talking about?"

Fei Shi looked at his reaction indifferently, then suddenly stepped forward and grabbed his chin, looking down at him from a close distance.

Madara's breathing suddenly became disordered.

"Okay, then I'll tell you why I saved you."

Fei Shi unexpectedly let go.The hot air sprayed on Madara's face during the conversation, making him suffocate, and his palms were immediately covered with sweat.

Just when his eyes were wandering, Fei Shi leaned over and leaned close to his ear, his lips pressed against his auricle, and the words he spoke contained some indistinct nasal sounds, mixed with some indistinct Clingy, hot air went straight into his ears: "The reason is——"

Suddenly, without warning, Madara's legs went limp and fell down.

Fei Shi subconsciously picked him up, with a blank expression: "Huh?"

"You, you, you..." Stuttering into his arms, Madara suddenly gathered his strength and pushed him away, covering his burning ears tightly, and finally roared angrily, "What are you doing all of a sudden?" Post it?!"

"..." Fei Shi looked at him blankly, closed his eyes tiredly, turned around and walked to a certain room: "You are tired, go to rest early."

With a soft "bang", the shoji door closed in front of Madara's eyes.

Madara stood where he was, and after realizing it, he rubbed his ears fiercely twice. Thinking that he still couldn't ask the most important part, he couldn't help feeling a little frustrated and frustrated.

He glanced at the room in front of him again, and suddenly stopped moving.

After a long while, Uchiha Madara let go of his hands a little dejectedly, and left here with downcast eyes.

In a room separated by a door, the young man with cherry hair sat on the ground, looking aimlessly at a point in the sky.

The main reason why he saved Uchiha Madara was that he could not die, at least, absolutely not before Konoha was established.

——Is this some kind of use of your brother... Quanna?

He remained expressionless for a while, then looked down at the mirror in his hand.

The young man in the mirror has a beautiful appearance, and the most eye-catching thing is undoubtedly the pair of blood-red eyes.

The clock-like kaleidoscope with an extra ring looks more complicated and beautiful, but Feishi knows better than anyone that it was not like this before Quanna died.

The expression in the blue eyes fluctuated for a while, and finally returned to indifference again.

He threw down the mirror, got up and walked to the closet next to him, before he had time to get his pajamas, he suddenly realized something.

He froze for a while, then turned to look at the room he was in.

This is Senna's room.

The surrounding furnishings are simple yet lively, full of traces left by the two of them together.

The sun is gradually rising, and the sunny baby outside the window is smiling innocently, fluttering in the wind.

Fei Shi looked at it quietly for a while, then retracted his gaze flatly, took out his clothes, and returned to his room.

Lying on the cold and bleak tatami, the young man with cherry hair closed his eyes and felt for a long time, and finally opened his eyes again to look at the strange ceiling. His blue eyes were neither sad nor happy.

Habits are a terrible thing.

Once the two clans who had been hostile for many years were reconciled, various problems came one after another. Before the alliance ceremony, Uchiha Madara was so busy for several months that he had no time to think about anything else.

As the day of the ceremony is approaching, there are more things that need to be negotiated and finalized by the two clans. After discussing with Madara and Hashirama through letters, Hashirama expressed his willingness to go to the Uchiha clan in person, hoping that this can be more fully displayed. A thousand hands of sincerity.

After Qianshou Feijian repeatedly objected to no avail, he had no choice but to say with a dark face that he would also go.

"Aiya, didn't Feima just want to see Sakura Feiji?" Zhujian smiled meanly, expressing that as a good elder brother who cared about his younger brother, he understood his younger brother's thoughts very well.

Sitting seriously in front of the desk, Fuzai was thinking about how the insidious and cunning Uchiha would make things difficult for them. Hearing this, he smiled coldly: "Do you think everyone is as brainless as you, brother?"

"Why am I out of my mind?" Hashirama spread his hands aggrievedly, looking at him with an innocent face, "It wasn't me who was deceived back then, so why am I out of my mind?"

Feijian immediately jumped up, with a fierce and terrifying expression: "Thousand-handed Zhujian, do you want to die?!"

Hashirama turned around and ran: "Hey, it's almost time, I'll go change clothes first, Hirama, hurry up, if you dress up handsomely, maybe Sakura Feiji will change her mind!"

"Snapped!!"

The loud sound of the heavy object hitting came from the closed door, and Zhu Jian leaned against the door and patted his chest, thanking himself for running fast, he muttered in shock: "What, I became angry from embarrassment, as expected, Fei Shi is your reverse scale , isn't this not letting go of others at all, and still being stubborn-"

"Thousands of Hands!!" A gloomy voice came from the door, and at the same time there were dull and depressing footsteps.

Startled, Hashirama ran away.

So when the ferocious spirit chased out from the door, there was no one in the corridor.

Later, the Uchiha tribe ushered in the cowardly head of the Senshou patriarch, and the second head of the Senshou family with a livid face and a terrifying aura.

Madara, who was standing outside the meeting room and led his subordinates to welcome them, saw this scene and subconsciously took another look at Hashirama.

According to his understanding of this guy, he must have done something off-line again.It's not easy sometimes.

... Between Thousand Hands.

He paused in thought, and looked at the serious white-haired man calmly.

He noticed his gaze almost immediately, and turned his head to meet his eyes.

The air froze for a second, and then the two looked away at the same time, without any intention of saying hello.

Qianshou Zhujian looked around, didn't know what to see, just asked with a smile: "Madara, where is Fei Shi? Why are you and Fire Core here?"

The gaze between the doors is imperceptibly fixed.

"it's here."

A voice that was not unfamiliar to everyone present came from behind Madara, and he turned sideways, revealing the cherry-haired youth behind him.

With a stack of materials under his arm, he was preparing for the meeting.The blue eyes swept the approaching Sensou indifferently, paused for a second on Toikama, and finally stopped on Hashirama.

"welcome."

He said lightly, and put the last document on the table.

The solemn and weird talks went on for most of the day. Although bumps and bumps were unavoidable, they generally went smoothly.Even though some conflicts of interests are unavoidable in terms of details, in the case of the same purpose of the patriarchs of both sides, it can still be called harmony after all.

After a day of discussions, Uchiha, as the host, of course wants to entertain the current allies with a banquet, and before the meal, Madara said that everyone can do whatever they want.

Senju Bashima immediately stepped forward to grab him and began to recall the past, Madara also showed a lot of interest.The surrounding Senju and Uchiha listened with distorted expressions, especially Senju Momoka and Uchiha Fire Core, the left and right hands of their patriarchs.

Qianshou was sorting out the documents in his hand, unable to correct the foolish brother's relaxed behavior as if he was in his own home, and just silently glanced at the person opposite.

It was the first time he saw Uchiha Feishi at the negotiating table.

Unexpected and reasonable, the person with a cold face is also very good at dealing with these troublesome things, so good that he is not inferior to Uchiha Izumi in the slightest, blocking all the traps tentatively set by Senshoubeijian return.

Of course, the trap he proposed was also very ingenious, and he almost caught Toriken a few times.

Recalling the few confrontations just now, recalling the indifferent yet capable and sharp look of the young man with cherry hair, his eyes gradually couldn't look back.

Fei Shi was sitting opposite him, writing something with a pen.His ten fingers are as perfect as slender bamboo, with distinct joints and white fingertips, as if he was born to do some pleasing things, such as loosely holding on to the brush at this moment, writing a series of concise words.

Suddenly, the person who was focused on recording raised his head, and his clear green eyes met Fei Jian's.

The door froze.Before he could react, Fei Shi suddenly understood something, put down his pen, got up and invited him, "Do you want to go out for a walk?"

As soon as the voice fell, the surrounding conversations all disappeared.

The ninjas of the two families are all watching the development of the matter with bated breath. After all, according to the status of these two, their actions are equivalent to the existence of weathervane.

Qianshou Feijian did not reject Fei Shi.

Uchiha Madara watched the two walk out side by side with a blank expression, and endured and endured, and then resisted his urge to follow immediately.

He tried his best to convince himself: As the two races that are about to form an alliance, such communication between leaders is a necessary process, and it should be like this if Quan Nai is still alive.

However, subconsciously, before his eyes, there is always a replay of the incident when Fei Shi was still a geisha who deceived Qianshoubeijian for information.Although he didn't know what was going on, but judging from Tokaima's performance at that time, he should hate the world to the bone.

...Forget it, with Qianshou Feijian's strength, he can't threaten Fei Shi no matter what.

Thinking like this, he suppressed the strange feeling in his heart, turned his head and continued talking with Hashirama.

At this time, Madara didn't know that in the future, he would regret today's decision countless times.

"...This is the lake where we practiced fire escape, and the forest over there is the training ground. The two places are very close to each other, which is convenient for practice."

Fei Shi stood by the lake and casually pointed to Fei Jian in a direction.

Tobima also glanced over there casually, and nodded perfunctorily.

It's not that he's not interested in Uchiha's training methods, but that even if the two races are ready to form an alliance, it's courting death for him to rush over to inquire about their secrets.

What's more, there are things that make him more concerned now.

"Fei Shi, that day, you said you were going to kill... all the Qianshou present." And you also killed me.

He omitted greetings and temptations, and went straight to the point with high efficiency, his voice was tense and chilling, and he carefully looked at Fei Shi's expression, "That's a lie."

He asked questions, but his tone sounded quite certain.

"..." Fei Shi was silent for a few seconds, then withdrew his eyes from looking at the lake, and glanced at him lightly: "You are still as keen as ever."

Qianshou let out an imperceptible sigh of relief.

He straightened his lips, tried his best to suppress the complicated joy in his heart, and said in a hoarse voice, "You are so bad at pretending."

"No way, I was not good at lying since I was a child." Fei Shi took two steps forward and stood by the lake, "The situation at that time did not allow me to be careless, so I could only take such extreme measures."

He narrowed his eyes slightly, looking at the sparkling lake, his voice became softer: "After all, whether it's you or Hashirama and Madara, none of you can die."

The eyes in the door trembled.

At that moment, there was a question that almost blurted out, but he held it back abruptly.

He really wanted to ask him... What about Quanna?

What does Uchiha Izumi mean to you?

However, in the end, he just looked aside and said in a deep voice, "I always feel like you know something. Whether it's the idea of ​​building a village before, or the inexplicable maintenance of specific characters now."

He took a few steps forward and stood beside Fei Shi, looking at him sharply from the side: "Your eyes seem to be always looking at something different from ours."

Fei Shi quietly looked into the distance, his eyes gradually darkened.

"Don't ask any more, Tokima, these things are not something you should know."

"How do you know it's not what we should know? Who does 'we' refer to?" Tobuma retorted resolutely.

What answered him was Fei Shi's silence, but this silence represented everything.

After a long time, Tomama compromised and gave up.

"Well, since you don't want to say it."

"……Feel sorry."

"You don't need to apologize, after all, I forced you to say it."

"No, I'm not apologizing for that." Fei Shi finally retracted his gaze, turned his head and looked at Feijian calmly, his gaze was the indifference he was familiar with, "This apology is for all the harm I caused to you in the past, Feijian. I I'm really sorry."

Qianshou was stunned.

The young man in front of him has exquisite and profound features, and his eyes are serious and focused, as if the person he is watching is his whole world, making people just look at him, as if there will be a feeling of rapid heartbeat.

"...you, what are you talking about..."

After a long while, Fei Jian finally made another sound with difficulty, subconsciously wanting to escape from Fei Shi's gaze.

He has known Uchiha Feishi for many years, but every time he calms down and looks at him, he still feels that this person is so beautiful that it is shocking, just looking at it is enough to make people lose their minds.

This is too dangerous.

Thinking of this, Fei Jian felt hot in the ears and at a loss, feeling as green as a young boy in love uncontrollably.

He coughed unnaturally to relieve his embarrassment, and said dryly: "You obviously have no feelings...how can you feel sorry?"

After saying these words, he quickly calmed down admirably, looked at Fei Shi's expression carefully, and found that although his eyes were serious, his eyes were still as cold as ice.

Qianshou Feijian felt strangely relieved this time.

If Fei Shi really has feelings one day, he will really worry that he will fall hopelessly, unlike now where he can barely maintain his sanity.

Well, barely.

Fei Shi was not surprised to hear Tomona's question, but just tilted his head: "I thought you were very sad, whether it was when you knew I was Uchiha or when you were threatened by me with a knife. I made you sad So, isn't it natural for me to apologize?"

He paused for a moment, then added thoughtfully: "Although I did not deceive you, you saw through my attempt to deceive you two days ago."

"..." Feijian raised his hand to rest his forehead: "Don't mention those old things."

Fei Shi blinked, and nodded obediently: "Oh, good."

"...You don't know why I told you not to mention it, do you?"

"Well, I don't know."

"..."

Qianshou Feijian let go of his hand expressionlessly, thinking that he was a fool for his heartbeat to speed up just now.

Coincidentally, Fei Shi added another sentence at this time: "Then, have you forgive me, Feijian?"

The Adam's apple between the doors rolled, and he glanced sideways at his perfect face, and looked away with difficulty.

"There was nothing wrong with you in the first place, and the situation forced you to do such a move. I haven't asked you if you hate me for killing Quan Nai. There is no excuse."

The people around me suddenly fell silent.

Feijian realized what he had said belatedly, his heart skipped a beat, he became tense involuntarily, and looked at him in a blink of an eye.

The pretty cherry-haired young man looked into the distance quietly, and after a silent silence for a while, he said softly: "You also know that I have no feelings. I don't have such strong emotions as 'hate'." .”

Fei Jian looked at him speechlessly, not knowing how to answer for a moment.

"But." Fei Shi continued to speak, raising his hand to look at the lines on his palm, with a slightly perplexed look on his face.

"This is the first time I have experienced the death of a familiar person around me. I really didn't feel sad, at least I didn't have any urge to cry, it's just a little..." He unconsciously curled his five fingers, frowning and trying to describe himself The feeling, "...not used to it."

Yes, not used to it.

The place where Quan Nai used to live was empty, and there was no familiar figure anymore.No one will act like a baby to him anymore, and they want to get close to him every now and then, even the desserts made unconsciously can only be put there quietly, and finally thrown away.

Although not sad, but always feel empty around.

But in the final analysis, only