[Comprehensive] If we have another possibility

In the middle of the night, the bean-like raindrops poured down, and the dark clouds dyed the world black.

Suddenly, a rumbling thunder exploded in the sky, and the dazzling lightning twisted and pierced the black silk-like sky, and also illuminated the children running alone on the muddy street.

He was about seven years old, wearing a dark gray coat and light-colored shorts, with two thin white legs protruding from the trousers, and his fragile ankles seemed to be crushed.

The slightly curly silver hair was wet by the rain, and the clear water stains slid down his cheeks, soaking the black mask, and also outlined the delicate facial contours and panic expression.

A residential house appeared on the side of the road. The boy's eyes full of despair lit up, and he rushed forward and began to beat on the door. The sound of "bang bang bang" was drowned in the rainy night, but it awakened a bright light in the house.

"Who—"

"Sorry to bother you! But my father doesn't look right, can you help me take him to the hospital?"

The sleepy-eyed male host was robbed by the anxious boy. He was surprised to see the boy outside the door, and suddenly his eyes widened and his veins popped out, showing a furious look.

"Damn sinner Bai Fang, finally understand that he deserves to die?! My brother died in battle because he gave up the mission without permission! Let him go to hell quickly!"

With a bang, the door was slammed shut. The boy stood outside the door with a pale face, reached out to wipe the rain off his face, gritted his teeth and ran to the next house.

"I'm sorry, there seems to be something wrong with my father, can I trouble you—"

"Your father?...What can happen to that cold-blooded demon! Get out of here, and don't appear in front of me again!"

next one.

"Sorry to bother you, my family members suddenly feel unwell, may I ask—"

"—is White Fang's son! Get out of here!"

Next one.

"My father was lying on the ground motionless..."

"The sinner is finally going to die? Did you hear the child's father!?"

……

So cold.

The boy was running on the street alone, his hands and feet became cold at some point.

He was gasping for breath, his eyes were fragile and helpless, and he fell into despair after being rejected again and again.

The cursing and hatred of the crowd, mixed with the vicious rumors and curses of many days, was more piercing than ice rain, piercing him like a knife.

It was as if a big hole had been opened in his heart, and the cold air penetrated into his body everywhere, and the raindrops fell on his body, taking away all his vitality bit by bit.

The path ahead was very dark, and the dark house stood by the side of the road, watching him run forward coldly.

'Snapped. '

The drenched boy suddenly tripped over a pothole and fell heavily to the ground.His immature knee hit a stone, and the rough gravel rubbed his calf with blood and flesh.

"Don't... someone help me, please... save my father..." Tears began to overflow from the boy's eyes, and his voice was filled with tears.

No one answered, only the never-ending sound of rain all around.

The boy's slender shoulders began to tremble.On the verge of collapse, he covered his knees, curled up and looked around, and the shadowy houses seemed to have turned into ferocious monsters, forming a circle to eat him.

The boy clenched his teeth in fear.He struggled to stand up, leaning against the wall next to him and continued walking, whimpering like a small animal from his throat because of the pain.

Tears flowed down like broken beads, the boy's eyes turned black, and he walked forward alone, surrounded by silence.

The figure of his father lying on the ground appeared in front of his eyes.The boy's chest heaved violently, and suddenly he began to run again.

Door after door was knocked on, rage, disgust, and scolding flooded him like a tide, and his eyes gradually became numb with despair.

Numbly repeated knocking on the door, pleading, being interrupted, being driven away.

No one will help him.

At this moment, it seems that he is the only one left in the world.

However, in the midst of this despair that had been given up, in this suffocating silence where there was nothing but rain and only himself, he bumped into someone.

A boy not much older than him.

He was originally running forward in a numb head, but the person he hit, received such an impetus, but still stood firmly on the spot. Instead, he himself was shocked and staggered back several steps. As soon as the muscles were tired and injured, the calf softened, and the whole person was about to fall straight down.

The next second, he was supported by a warm hand.

"……thanks."

The boy thanked him in a low voice as if he was exhausted, with a dull expression, and began to recite the words that were interrupted many times mechanically in a weak crying voice: "My father fell to the ground covered in blood, I can't move him ...I don't know what to do...can you help me?"

The words for help were spoken, but there was no hope for the coming answer.

No one will help him.

Mother was never there, and father was dying.From now on, he will be the only one left in the big world, no one will listen to his words, no one will heed his request.

Soon, he will be alone.

However, the voice just fell.

"it is good."

The short words were uttered by a cold voice, and quickly disappeared in the boundless sound of rain.

But this short word is enough to plant hope in a desperate heart.

Two seconds later, the boy who had been lowering his head blindly realized that he hadn't been insulted. He raised his head in disbelief and looked at the boy whose face was hidden in the rain and darkness. His lips trembled, like He murmured as if doubting his own ears: "...what?"

The young man didn't repeat his extremely simple answer, but stretched out his hand to gently brush away the messy silver hair on his forehead. His blue eyes were fixed on his trembling pupils, and his calm appearance was unexpectedly warm.

"Lead the way. I'm a medical ninja."

The moment Uchiha Hime opened his eyes again, he was drenched by the overwhelming rain.

He raised his hand to wipe the water from his face, watched his palm that had shrunk by more than one size in silence for a long while, and suddenly realized.

——So this is the side effect of using the ability to outsiders.

Just thinking about it, a small body—oh, not much smaller than him now—hit towards him like a cannonball.

With just one glance, Fei Shi recognized the child's identity.

Yes, even though his hair was disheveled and his body was in a mess, even though his eyes were full of emptiness and he didn't look like he was smiling and talking in the future, he still recognized him at a glance.

His old acquaintance who has been with him for 15 years and who is also a teacher, a father and a friend - Hatake Kakashi.

And at this moment, Wangnianjiao, who was still a child for the time being, was curled up in a wet ball, sitting outside the door, waiting for him to save his father.

Fei Shi withdrew his gaze from the wet mark on the paper door, lowered his eyes, and looked at the people around him with an indistinguishable expression.

He didn't have any intention of doing any medical treatment, not even any related intentions, but just sat there indifferently, his eyes swept over the silver-haired man's face which had undergone many vicissitudes inch by inch, and finally settled on the corner of his slightly raised mouth.

It's incredible.

The man who ended his life in a disgraceful way for a ninja was actually laughing at the last moment.

What did he think of?Or, what did he see at the last moment?Does ending his own life make him feel so relaxed?So relaxed that even if you leave your only son behind, you can still smile without burden?

Sitting next to Hatake Sakumo's gradually stiffened body, Fei Shi pondered over such questions expressionlessly, from the late night when the wind was howling, to the early morning when the light rain was pattering, until there was a slight sound from the shoji door next to him. Moving his stiff eyes, he followed the prestige and looked over.

A bulldog the size of a calf came in through the gap in the door, raised his eyes to look at him, moved his nose to confirm the smell, and said hesitantly: "Feishi?"

"It's me." Fei Shi recognized it as Shuo Mao's most trusted psychic dog Bru, turned to look at it, and asked in a low voice, "Did he leave any last words?"

"...Take care of Kakashi."

Bruce said in a low voice, lowered his head slightly, and rubbed Shuomo's hand with his wet nose, and then disappeared in front of Fei Shi in white smoke.

Fei Shi half-closed his eyes, his immature but delicate face like a work of art showed a calm expression that did not match his age.

His gaze swept to Shuo Mao, who would never speak again, for the last time, and he said as if talking to himself: "...you really find people to do things for you."

After saying this, he got up and walked towards the door on the other side, but his fingertips paused for a long while before the handle, but they couldn't fall down completely.

He knows Kakashi Hatake.This person is smart, thoughtful, soft-hearted, and unexpectedly sensitive. For him, this kind of thing happened to his revered father. For him, the sky must have fallen.

Fei Shi searched his mind and thought about what to say to the poor girl in his head, who was taught by the handsome uncle Kakashi Hatake, facing the loss of a loved one, and then felt inexplicably nervous and unconfident She opened the door and silently looked at the boy curled up by the door.

However, before he could utter the first words, the boy's hollow voice reached his ears first: "He's dead, isn't he?"

"..."

Fei Shi's hand that was still on the doorknob slowly lowered, silent without words.

Since then, the boy who had been devastated and guarded in front of his father's door all night, and couldn't even shed tears, was blinded and passed out completely.

Before he fell to the floor, Fei Shi caught him, then frowned and touched his forehead.

The child is running a fever, and the flow of chakra is also very disordered, and the situation is quite bad.

Fei Shi didn't delay, he picked him up and sent him to the hospital, at the same time separated a shadow body, and told Sarutobi Hiruzen the news of Sakumo's death.

The Hokage who has been in power for the longest time is not young, and he is also one of the few people who knows the experience of Fei Shi and Minato.

Although he suddenly threw away his pipe in shock after seeing the shrunken version of the old senior, he quickly digested the fact firmly, obeyed Fei Shi's wishes, and temporarily preserved Shuo Mao's body, and everything waited for Kaka West woke up to make a decision.

It's just that he told Fei Shi privately that no matter how hard he tried, a suicidal person like Shuo Mao with a disgraced reputation would never be able to settle his funeral.

To be buried quietly, in a place that no one knows, is the best ending for him who bears the infamy.

Even though he became younger, the sakura-haired boy, whose appearance was still dazzling, remained silent for a long time, but insisted on asking him to talk to Kakashi and follow his wishes.

Sarutobi Hiruzen also thought so, and indeed went to see Kakashi in person after he woke up from a coma, but the result made him a little embarrassed.

"The child said to me in such a lifeless tone, 'It doesn't matter what happens'."

He was smoking a pipe, as if thinking of the scene at that time, he couldn't help sighing deeply: "He must have been hit very hard."

Fei Shi stood beside him, his blue eyes were deep and emotionless, and he asked abruptly after a long time: "Then, did he really do something wrong?"

It is self-evident who this "he" refers to.

In Feishi's impression, Master Sixth, who always pretends to be stupid, seldom gets serious, but every time he talks about his most famous quote about rules and companions, his expression is terribly calm and warm.

If his father really did something wrong, how could he believe in that sentence so firmly?

Hiruzaru Sarutobi remained silent for no apparent reason, and did not answer Fei Shi's question.

He just quietly smoked his pipe, his eyes showed remembrance and pain, and after a while he sighed quietly and brought up another topic:

"Hatake Kakashi is already a Chunin, and it stands to reason that he can live alone, but he is too young, and he has experienced such things again, which makes people worry."

He secretly took a look at Fei Shi's expression, hesitant about what to say next: "I mentioned this to him, and then the child said..."

Facing Fei Shi's gaze, he couldn't help becoming nervous, and said hesitantly, "...he said he wanted to follow you."

Fei Shi was taken aback, and his first reaction was to frown slightly: "How could he possibly want to follow a child who is not much older than himself?...Did you tell him my identity?"

"No, no, how is that possible!"

Ri Zhan waved his hands again and again, looking at Fei Shi's increasingly radiant face in the rainy day, feeling a little ashamed.

"This is entirely the child's own idea, and I was shocked when I heard it. Well, that, you are still as charming as ever, Mr. Fei Shi, no matter how old or young you are, you are invincible...cough cough .”

Old Hokage, who was stared at indifferently by the indifferent Fei Shi, coughed twice in embarrassment, and cut off his indecent words.

Fei Shi withdrew his gaze, recalled Kakashi's wishes he had relayed, and sighed with some ambiguity: "...It's really a narrow road to enemies."

Hiruzaru Sarutobi's eyes moved, and secretly observed Fei Shi's expression.

To be honest, he is called "Doctor Ninjutsu" by the world, and he is naturally not bad in terms of brains, and he will not be so stupid that he can't see anything.

At the very least, he more or less guessed something about Fei Shi and Minato, but he didn't explain it thoroughly.

For the ending of the two of them, he was somewhat regretful and puzzled, but since Fei Shi didn't want to talk about it, and the final result seemed to be a different kind of success, then he didn't ask.

It's just that sometimes, he still feels heartache because he has carried too many scandals.

It is rare for this great man who has always been calm and aware of the overall situation to show such a reminiscing expression like this moment.In this case, what he, a junior, can do is to take care of everything for him silently.

Teacher Feijian under the Nine Springs will definitely feel relieved when he knows.

Hiruzaru Sarutobi, who was thinking like this, left soon to arrange Sakumo's funeral, while Hishi, for some reason, dawdled outside for most of the day, recalling over and over again that Minato turned into red particles in front of his eyes The moment it dissipated, it was not until dusk and sunset that he came to the inpatient area and opened the door of Kakashi's ward.

There was only one small bed in the room, and the silver-haired boy, who had been taken care of properly, was no longer as embarrassed as he was when he first met him, and he looked over quietly when he heard the voice.

At that moment, Fei Shi met a pair of big and lifeless dark black eyes, without a shred of light in them.

As soon as the young Kakashi saw him, he immediately jumped off the hospital bed and threw himself into his arms without saying a word.

Fei Shi subconsciously caught him, feeling a little inconceivable about the development of the matter.

After all, according to his understanding of "Hatake Kakashi", this person should not be so trusting and dependent on someone he has only met once.

But in fact, Kakashi really did.

He was wearing a hospital gown, his slender and young body was wrapped in it, and the hands holding the clothes behind Fei Shi's back were slightly tightened.

"Can I follow you?"

He looked up at Fei Shi, his soft silver hair poked his chin, and there was a trace of worry in his eyes that he thought he had hidden well.

Fei Shi was slightly taken aback.

What is in his arms now is a warm and fragile body, with arms and legs less than half of his original size, and shallow breaths sprinkled on his chest.

Such a delicate Hatake Kakashi made Feishi in a trance.

For a moment, he seemed to see himself who was held by the silver-haired man who said "I'll take you home" many, many years ago, and who knew nothing about the whole world.

He was suddenly confused.

He was puzzled by the reason why he recalled the scene of parting from Minato over and over again.Although I know that it is because of a resistance, but what is that resistance?

Is it a resistance to the emptiness that will arise in the heart of saying goodbye to a familiar person again, or is it simply a resistance to what is about to happen?

Fei Shi stared at Kakashi's eyes quietly, through the dark color, he saw the water in his eyes.

But it's just water.Kakashi never cries in front of people.

The glow outside the window spilled in through the window, reflecting on the boy's young face.A child's skin is always soft and delicate, with a healthy and lovely blush shining in the gentle light.

Fei Shi remembered that it was also such a dusk when Kakashi came to lead him home.

He rescued himself who was being said to be a monster, and stretched out a warm callused hand towards himself, and he chose to grab that hand.

- Exactly.

Fei Shi suddenly understood something.

Fate did not give him a chance to choose.His resistance is unreasonable, because Kakashi Hatake is different from those in the past. He and himself were destined to meet in the [future], and they will not be separated. It is also because of the encounter in the [future], because he He was given those favors by this person, so he has the choice in the [past] at this moment.

No, to be precise, he had no choice at all. From the beginning, he had only one choice.

Under the boy's uneasy gaze, Fei Shi raised his hand and gently stroked his soft silver hair.

"Okay. From today on, you can follow me."

He spoke quietly, his blue eyes were calm and gentle.

- Equivalent exchange.

From now on, it's up to me to reach out to the young you.

The author has something to say: Sun Zhan, who has taken care of everything for Feishi (to facilitate his scum): Teacher Feijian under the Nine Springs will definitely feel relieved if he knows it.

Feijian [Indifference]: I am pleased with your uncle.