[Comprehensive] If we have another possibility

Near noon, the sunlight poured in from the window lattice, and when Hatake Sakumo struggled to wake up from his lethargy, he was still a little dazed, and his whole body was limp and tired.

He was nestled in Fei Shi's arms, covered with a clean and soft quilt, and on the quilt was a coat that was stained with the smell of soap locust and sunlight, and it was stained with the familiar smell of the whole night's trouble.

Fei Shi, who was being pressed by Shuo Mao like a pillow, seemed to have woken up a long time ago, and now he is holding him with one arm, and holding a book of sword skills experience written by him in the other.In the sunlight, his cherry hair glowed faintly, and his emerald pupils were clear and bright.

Aware of Shuo Mao's awakening, he closed his notebook and turned around, asking with a little concern, "How do you feel?"

"..." Shuo Mao closed his eyes again, was too tired to speak, stretched out a hand and patted him softly: "Are you sober?"

"Wake up." Fei Shi nodded in response, pulled his hand down and held it, "Sorry, thank you for your hard work."

Shuo Mao didn't answer, closed his eyes in a drowsy state, and Fei Shi quietly accompanied him, bored, he began to play with the hand in his palm.

Shuo Mao let him play for a while, and couldn't help but opened his eyes to look.

His hands are the same as those of Fei Shi's silver-haired Wangnian, they are extremely white and slender for men, not to mention how beautiful Fei Shi's hands are.Two equally beautiful hands were about the same size, and their fingers were intertwined, as if they were playing some ambiguous game.

Just now they were so intimate, and now their hands are entangled like this, which made Shuo Mao's face burn badly, and he felt that it would be bad to continue playing.

"Don't move."

He glared at him with a blushing heartbeat, and drew his hand back into the quilt.

Fei Shi tilted his head, his blue eyes were clear and beautiful, staring at him thoughtfully.

Shuo Mao glared at him again, and pulled up the quilt to cover his head: "Don't look at it, go cook if you don't sleep!"

"...Well." Fei Shi didn't care about being ordered, and raised his hand to rub his soft silver hair, "What do you want to eat?"

He was so obedient, Shuo Mao was a little embarrassed, and this kind of unfolding was so warm, it was like an old married couple...

But thinking of the amount of exercise he had done yesterday, he wasn't moved at all. He twitched the corner of his mouth and began to ask people without hesitation: "There is bread in the refrigerator, you fry two more eggs... How is Kakashi?"

"After waking up in the morning, he drank milk, coaxed him to play for a while, and then took a nap." Fei Shi put his knife skills notes aside, lifted the quilt and sat up.

The quilt slid down his body, revealing a few ambiguous red marks on his shoulders.

Shuo Mao, who was relieved, took a look, and suddenly realized that he was the culprit, and his ears turned red.

He himself was not much better, his whole body was sore and limp, and if he lifted the quilt, the mottled marks all over his body would definitely make people blush.

Hearing Fei Shi's footsteps packing clothes and various things beside him, Shuo Mao turned his head slightly, shy and slightly annoyed, and couldn't help covering his head with the quilt again.

Fei Shi looked back at him, and couldn't help saying, "You are really easy to be shy."

"...shut up." A muffled voice came from under the quilt, Hatake Sakumo endured a sense of shame and turned his back to him, not wanting to speak for a short time.

After a while, when Fei Shi cooked the porridge, put the fried eggs that were cooked precisely on the plate, and took out the slices of bread, Shuo Mao finally adjusted his mood and walked out of the bedroom.

He went to see his son first, then went into the bathroom, cleaned himself up carefully - although he had been washed last night, if he was going to face Fei Shi, he really hoped that he was clean .

After everything was tidied up, he finally sat down at the low table, resting his chin and looking at Fei Shi who was frying bread in the open kitchen.

The man has a lazy expression, his silver hair is tied up behind his head as always, his young face is handsome and soft, he looks like a relaxed and limp corgi.

"Why are you staring at me?" Fei Shi took the time to glance at him, and took out the slices of fried bread.

Shuomo smiled, and his dead fish eyes turned into beautiful crescents: "I was just thinking, when we were chatting before, Minato told me that you were a spoiled young master, but now it seems that is not the case."

"...It's not that exaggerated, I can still make breakfast." Fei Shi retorted expressionlessly, but the pause for a few seconds before speaking seemed very suspicious.

Of course, from childhood to adulthood, not to mention him, even his father, who was disliked by his sister because he didn't go home all the year round, was raised by his mother... No, five fingers don't touch the spring water, and later on he has also been around. There is family tolerance and Tomama care.

This ability to make breakfast is really learned to take care of Minato Assault, and the tricks he can do are really limited.

The arc between Shuo Mao's lips became wider, and it was obvious that he could easily see his guilty conscience.

Fei Shi didn't speak anymore, but silently prepared the brunch and served it on the table.

Shuo Mao poked the beautiful golden-brown bread with his chopsticks, and suddenly remembered something, put down his chopsticks and said solemnly: "Fei Shi, I owe you an apology."

"?" Fei Shi was taken aback, staring at him with puzzled eyes.

"I said a lot of things to you before, when I didn't know you, I yelled at you 'I didn't expect you to be such a person' or something..." Shuo Mao secretly clenched his palms, his voice was hoarse, "I I'm really sorry."

Holding the chopsticks in his hands, Fei Shi glanced at him indifferently, his expression not changing at all.

"You don't need to apologize. I said it, and you're right, I'm a terrible person, no, a cold-blooded machine."

"But you are trying to change yourself and make yourself better."

Shuo Mao spoke word by word, his eyes were extremely serious and sincere.

"Fei Shi, you are definitely not as bad as you said, on the contrary, you are a very good person in all aspects in my eyes. I don't know what you have experienced to make you have such a cold temper , but I think it is precisely because you are indifferent to your own feelings that you value other people's feelings so much."

Fei Shi's movements stopped.

He stared at Shuo Mao for a long time, his eyes slightly filled with astonishment, dazedness and thought, his green eyes were like two deep lakes.

Normally, the faint youthful look on his young face makes it easy for people to take it lightly, but when he is in deep thought like this, he looks so indifferent and inaccessible, with a kind of belonging The calm detachment of adults.

But now this calmness and alienation has been broken, revealing a rare, stunned vivid expression.

No one can bear his gaze like this, let alone Shuo Mao, who has already done intimate things with him and loves him deeply.

I saw the silver-haired man's white ears gradually turning pink, his eyes dodged unnaturally, and he couldn't control his accelerated heartbeat.

—It is so beautiful, this man!

Just when Shuo Mao looked away and his ears turned red, Fei Shi, who was looking at him thinking about something, finally opened his mouth, and asked without emotion: "Are you serious?"

"It's true." Shuo Mao nodded firmly, in order not to let himself be disturbed by his eyes, his eyes sank slightly, "I have always said that you are a very gentle person. Until now, I still think so .”

Fei Shi slowly lowered his eyes, casually stirred the porridge he made, thought of something in just a few seconds, and gave a light snort as if a little self-deprecating.

"I'm far from a great person."

"It won't be too far." Hearing the slight looseness in his words, Shuo Mao didn't argue with him, but followed his words, and at the same time smiled softly, reflecting the black shadow of the young man's figure. Eyes deep and gentle, "I believe, it will be okay if it is you."

"Believe it?" Fei Shi glanced at him, "Why do you believe me?"

"Because you are Fei Shi."

The silver-haired man answered as a matter of course, with a lazy and soft smile, and obsidian eyes filled with affection as warm as water.

Looking at him like this, Fei Shi fell into speechless silence for a while.

In this world, there are very few people who are destined to shine from birth, but even if it is not the radiant and dazzling sun, the moon that can illuminate the way forward in the dark and is softer and more tolerant than anything else, It can still dispel darkness and warm people's hearts.

Just like Sakumo Hatake at this time.When he stared at Fei Shi unblinkingly with such gentle, encouraging, and trusting eyes, a strong and burning thought suddenly passed into his heart.

—I have been watching you.

--you can.

--I trust you.

The cherry-haired young man stared at him intently, miraculously, he gradually understood a sentence from his face full of admiration, his unfaltering expectation and faith.

His efforts are paying off.

Except for the young man who firmly told him "you are not a monster" after knowing his situation, there are already other unknowing people in this world who are moved by his performance and firmly believe that he also has soft, like Inner like a human being.

Thinking of these, an unprecedented sense of complexity quietly arises in the heart of the emotionless young man.

"Suomo." He called him quietly, and those blue eyes that gradually returned to the cold trend after parting from Minato, finally warmed up bit by bit, turning into a calm and clear color like spring water.

He said softly: "Thank you."

As long as there is still a glimmer of hope on this thorny road, he will gain courage continuously, and he will never give up.

Even if this front is destined to be alone.

Even those radiant memories, in the end only he remembers them.

Winter has passed and spring has come, and soon Minato will be back on the battlefield again.

Before leaving, he saw Fei Shi for the last time.

Yes, one last time.

The sun was setting and at dusk, the cherry trees in Hatake House were sprouting. Under the lush green trees, a silver-haired man was sitting on the veranda, wiping a snow-white short knife in his hand. The cherry-haired young man embraced him from behind. , Interlocking his ten fingers with one hand, the other fingertips brushed his waist faintly.

Faintly, there was a vague and blushing sound of refusal.

"No, wait until I finish maintaining the knife..." The tips of the man's ears were burning red, his voice was muffled and trembling, trying to break free from the young man's arms, he turned his head slightly, his cheeks crossed, and the corners of his lips touched the corners of his lips.

However, at this moment, the air that was heating up suddenly froze, Fei Shi stopped his movements, supported Shuo Mao's shoulders, and looked calmly at a corner outside the courtyard.

The blond boy came out of the shadows step by step, and there was only one person in Hailan's eyes, which was so deep and persistent that it made people chill.

It was getting dark.

On the deserted river bank, two figures, one big and one small, stood back and forth alternately. After a while, the young man standing behind secretly clenched his palms, and his hoarse voice broke the silence.

"With the consent of the third generation, I went to search all the documents in the reference room, including the personal books of Hokage."

He stared closely at Fei Shi's back, his eyes were filled with emotions that were about to burst out, so thick and sad that it was suffocating.

"The reason why you push me away again and again is because I have [history] that you absolutely cannot change."

"—Is that so, Fei Shi?"

The author has something to say: No accidents, the next chapter will change the time!

After the end of Watergate World, all the ideological foreshadowing that should be done is complete!After that, the process will be much faster hhhhh~