[Comprehensive] If we have another possibility

Overcast and rainy days shrouded Konoha.

When Fei Shi stepped into the hospital, he felt that the atmosphere in the corridor was as oppressive and low as the sky covered by dark clouds.

He found a dark corner and took off his mask, cleaned up the blood on his body a little bit—the blood of the enemy, then asked Kakashi's ward, and headed straight for it.

During the war, materials were relatively scarce, and the corridors of the hospital were not equipped with heating like in the wards, so it was cold and bleak.The doctors and nurses were all in a hurry, and the patients were hardly seen.

At this time, the blond young man standing quietly outside the ward seemed particularly abrupt.

He leaned against the window, silently looking at the sky outside the window, his iconic blond hair was still dazzling in the cloudy sky, his blue eyes reflected the rain outside, just looking at him like that could make people feel his sadness.

Fei Shi subconsciously slowed down his steps, and finally stopped in place, staring quietly into his melancholy eyes from the air.

Minato quickly spotted him.

He turned his head, and seemed to be taken aback when he saw the young man, and said hoarsely: "...Fei Shi?"

It was only then that Fei Shi realized that after a few days of absence, the sunny and handsome blond youth seemed to have lost a lot of weight and haggard, his expression could not conceal his exhaustion, and there was blood on his body.

He frowned slightly.

This shallow frown seemed to have misunderstood something. He turned his head to look at the ward behind him, lowered his eyes sadly, and took the lead in telling the student's current situation: "Kakashi, he...is not well, and the doctor is still there. Check him out."

Fei Shi followed his gaze towards the door of the ward, lowered his eyes slightly, tilted his head and asked in a low voice: "How are you?"

Minato was taken aback.

He looked back at his face in a bit of bewilderment, as if he didn't expect that his first reaction would be to ask himself, or in other words, not to blame him for his negligence as a teacher.

But he still reacted quickly, and replied softly with a little dodge in his eyes: "...I'm fine."

"...Liar." Fei Shi stared at him quietly, stepped forward and grabbed his arm.

Minato immediately sucked in a breath of cold air uncontrollably, struggled twice with his arm and tried to pull it back, but in the end it fell powerlessly, only his fingertips were still trembling.

Fei Shi looked down at the blood splattered on his sleeve, and sighed softly.

He took out the kunai and the medical kit from the ninja bag, slowly lifted the sleeves of Minato, and quickly removed the dead flesh where the skin and flesh were stuck, and pressed the blood with gauze.

Finally, disinfect and apply medicine to the bruised wound, and bandage it up.

During this process, Namikaze Minato remained silent, even though his body was trembling with pain, his expression was still dull.

It wasn't until Fei Shi tied the bandage and calmly said "Okay", that he suddenly came back to his senses, and looked up at him in a daze.

Deep self-blame and pain gradually appeared in his eyes.

"...Don't you ask me what's going on?" He finally said so, his face turned pale, and his blood-stained lips trembled slightly.

Fei Shiwenyan stopped his movements, and asked without emotion after a few seconds: "What's going on?"

Minato's Adam's apple rolled.

He lowered his eyes and said in a dry voice, "Have you heard that too? In the Battle of the Kannabi Bridge, I slaughtered Iwanin on the front line, but it was actually used as a bait to buy time for Kakashi and the others to blow up the bridge. But I never thought that Obito would sacrifice himself to save Kakashi, and even gave him Sharingan..."

His eyelashes trembled slightly, he didn't raise his eyes to look at Fei Shi, and his breathing gradually became difficult.

"Obito is dead. I was controlled by regret and anger. When Iwanin suddenly launched an attack, I thought their goal was to besiege me. I knew it might be a trap, but I rushed over. I didn't notice that Mistnin was approaching... Blink In the meantime, she killed Lin again."

The young man's voice was almost inaudible in the end.

He stared sadly at the silent profile of the cherry-haired boy, his blue eyes like a lake filled with tears.

"Rin's body was sealed into Sanwei, she noticed something strange in her body, and she ran into Kakashi's Chidori... She is an amazing ninja, Feishi, but I...I..."

Having said this, the young man who had been pretending to be calm couldn't go on anymore. He lowered his head with his hands clenched tightly, and there was a glint of water in his beautiful pupils, as if he hadn't fallen.

Fei Shi listened to his rapid and unsteady breathing, and remained silent for a long while with no clear meaning.

He looked at Minato without a trace.It was getting late, and it was pitch black outside the window, and the dim light in the corridor fell on the young man's handsome face, clearly reflecting his pain and sorrow.

Fei Shi suddenly felt that this person who had been calm and mature in front of him since they met again seemed to have suddenly shed his strong outer shell, revealing an unchanging, soft inner heart.

He is the most outstanding war hero after Sannin. He has been smiling and indeed brought victory, but he has been suppressed for too long, because he cannot fall, cannot lose, and once he loses, he will be counted. Qing people bring disappointment and death.

However, who can remember that this hero who bears all the burdens is actually just a young man in his early twenties?

No one can be perfect all the time.However, losing a student because of his mistakes, this blow was too painful and heavy for a gentle person like him. Self-blame and remorse devoured his heart like bone-biting ants, breaking his bitter heart in an instant. The shell he kept pushed him into the bottomless abyss.

Fei Shi saw the deep exhaustion he was hiding, and heard his difficult breathing, like a drowning person seeking help, like a helpless child seeking support.

So confused, and fragile.

Except for the last moment, he had never seen Minato so sad.

He saw that the older boy was begging him for help.

Fei Shi's eyes were full of hesitation, and then he suddenly held Minato's hand, looked directly at the pair of helplessly raised blue eyes, and said softly and slowly: "Minato—"

- Don't be afraid, I'm here.

——No matter what happens, I will be by your side, so it doesn't matter even if you cry in front of me.

There was a moment of silence in the air.

Immediately afterwards, all the unspoken words were broken in his mouth at the same time.

Fei Shi stood where he was, looked over Minato's fragile and puzzled eyes at the woman running behind him, lowered his eyes slightly, and calmly let go of the young man's hand.

"Watergate!"

A voice full of anxiety exploded in his ears, making Minato recover from the inexplicable throbbing just now, turning around in a daze, and suddenly greeted with a warm embrace, he couldn't help but murmured: "Jiu Xin Chennai?"

"Minato! How are you? How is Kakashi? I heard..."

The red-haired woman stopped talking with red eyes, and silently checked Minato's body up and down. The sadness in her indigo eyes was not weaker than his, as if taking his pain as her own pain, and his self-blame. blame yourself.

The fragility on Minato's face suddenly became apparent without concealment, he lowered his eyes bitterly, and said softly, "Kushinna, I..."

"I see."

To his surprise, the woman who was usually escaping grabbed his hand, met his surprised eyes, returned the most firm and gentle eyes, and repeated softly: "I understand."

—I understand all your regrets and guilt.

Watergate froze.

Not far from the two people who were looking at each other, the cherry-haired boy looked at the side without any sense of existence, with a peaceful expression and a peaceful breath, as if he had merged with the air.

Suddenly, his eyes moved, and he looked at the person standing beside him who didn't know when.

"It's really affectionate." The man sighed half-truthfully, and gave him a meaningful look, "Is it so willing, Fei Shijun?"

The pale man with long black hair asked almost inaudibly, his long golden pupils were moist and beautiful, and he stared at the young man beside him with darkness in his eyes.

Fei Shi tilted his head imperceptibly, and replied softly, "What is there to be unwilling about?"

Orochimaru raised his eyebrows lightly: "But your behavior just now was not very calm. Fei Shijun, I have to say, your attitude towards him and Hatake Kakashi is not at all like that of me and Saku Mao is so ruthless."

He stared intently at Fei Shi's eyes, like a snake watching its prey, unwilling to let the other party have the slightest flaw, his tone became cold unconsciously.

"And of the two of them, you are especially different from Minato Namikaze."

Fei Shi's expression didn't change at all, he just stared at the front indifferently, and his tone remained flat as before:

"I treat everyone the same, but Minato has given me a lot, so I treat him differently."

"Really? You have worked hard to cultivate him for nearly ten years. Even if you repeat those experiences again, they are still engraved in his bones. In the end, you did not hesitate to overthrow time for him. To this point, you still want to say that you owe him?"

Orochimaru was about to sneer, and his voice couldn't help but get louder, causing Minato and Kushina, who had already noticed this side, to look over worriedly.

Fei Shi's eyes were dim, and he slowly shook his head: "I never liked those things. Orochimaru, you resemble me to some extent, that's why you don't understand."

Orochimaru's expression became more and more cold: "I don't understand? It's ridiculous! The one who doesn't understand the least is obviously yourself!"

"..." Fei Shi fell silent.

"You don't understand." He repeated indifferently in the end, his eyes without any waves, as indifferent and deep as before.

"I don't always have [liking] for people. If I really want to give a reason for being different to him, it's probably just to the extent of 'he has nice eyes when he smiles'. Of course, it's not just him. , Kakashi is the same as you."

Orochimaru narrowed his eyes slightly, thinking about his words in his heart, suddenly smiled coldly, and said mercilessly: "Even when you talk, you put me at the end, you don't have me in your heart at all?"

Fei Shi looked at him in the blink of an eye without changing his expression, his blue eyes were as calm as stagnant water, and he seemed to have no intention of refuting at all.

Orochimaru's pupils turned cold, his already pale face became even more pale as paper, he suddenly sneered, turned and left without hesitation.

Kushina poked Minato's waist in confusion, and asked curiously in a low voice, "Minato, did that kid have a fight with Teacher Orochimaru?"

"...I think so too." Minato glanced at Hishi hesitantly, and asked hesitantly: "Hishi, you and Mr. Orochimaru...you?"

"It's nothing, don't worry about it." Fei Shi glanced at Orochimaru's back flatly, without any fluctuation in his eyes.

Suddenly, the door of the ward was opened.

An elderly doctor and his assistant came out of the room with serious expressions on their faces. After seeing the people outside the door, they asked in a low voice, "Which one is the family member of Hatake Joshin?"

Minato opened his mouth, but Fei Shi took a step faster than him, and directly stepped forward to reach out to the checklist in the doctor's hand: "Let me see for myself."

The doctor looked at him in surprise: "You?"

Fei Shi looked up at him expressionlessly, his eyes were extremely cold, without the slightest warmth that a human being should have.

The doctor who was about to question only felt a chill rush up from the tailbone to the top of his head. Before he had time to react, the eyes of him and his assistant suddenly became blank and dull. said:

"It has now been confirmed that the transplanted Sharingan cannot be closed, and it is bound to cause a great burden on Hatake Kakashi's body. For the sake of his ninja career, it is recommended to remove it immediately."

Fei Shi looked down at the checklist in his hand, and after listening, he didn't express any opinion, but waved at them perfunctorily.

So the doctors turned around and left without any objection, and the whole process was so quiet that they didn't make a sound.

Looking at this, Jiuxinna couldn't understand what was going on, frowned slightly in disapproval, and opened his mouth to say something.

But before that, Minato had already held her shoulder, shaking his head at her solemnly.

He immediately looked at Fei Shi, and said with a sad expression: "I'm sorry, Fei Shi... please tell Kakashi for me, I'm really, really sorry."

Fei Shi paused, then looked back at him silently, there was no negative emotion in his clear green eyes.

"You have nothing to feel sorry for Kakashi." He said calmly and in a low voice, turned his head, and didn't look at his expression again.

"...and never sorry for me."

When Fei Shi walked into the ward, Kakashi was still in a coma.

But even in his sleep, his expression was extremely uneasy, his brows were tightly furrowed, and he vaguely called the name of his dead companion.

"Lin...with soil..."

He murmured in pain, cold sweat dripped from his forehead, obviously haunted by nightmares.

Fei Shi stood by his bed and looked down at his struggle, his expression was a little indifferent, his eyes gradually shifted to the strange yet familiar scar on his left eye, and he looked at it with indistinct expression.

Suddenly, the babbling young man opened his eyes with a "swish", his pupils contracted violently, and he met Fei Shi's eyes full of horror and sorrow.

The blood-red Sharingan that had turned into three jades was flowing like it was full of blood, and it really overflowed with liquid in a short period of time. Cool tears slid down the pale as dead cheeks.

"Fei Shi...I...!"

He trembled and made a crying voice, sat up suddenly as if grabbing a life-saving straw, and grabbed Fei Shi's front lapel, the bitter transparent liquid kept sliding down the corners of his eyes, which implied deep self-blame and despair.

"I killed Obito, I killed Rin...I killed Rin...!"

The hoarse voice echoed in the empty ward, mixed with uncontrollable sobs and whimpers, the kind of cry of extreme pain that can only be uttered by a person who has destroyed everything, it sounds heartbreaking.

Fei Shi quietly listened to his cries, and listened to him tormenting himself with the facts over and over again as if self-harming himself, a daze flashed in his eyes.

There will be such a violent reaction... How painful should Kakashi, who is only 12 years old now?

He has such a gentle and soft heart, so he should be hurt more deeply than anyone else, right?

Hoshi thought this way, and could judge Kakashi's deep grief from his voice, his eyes, his movements, every part of his body, but he was still at a loss for this strong emotion in his heart.

However, this does not prevent him from knowing what to do.

Fei Shi raised his hand to catch the boy's tense back, and hugged him into his arms without leaving any gaps, as if to give him strength, he said calmly and forcefully, "I'm here."

The slender body of the boy in his arms trembled slightly.

He gritted his teeth violently, leaned forward and hugged Fei Shi's neck tightly. In the arms of the person he relied on the most, the ensuing sadness finally crushed him, allowing him to vent his heart without any scruples The sharpest and most straightforward pain.

The dark night outside the window can't be seen, and the sound of the wind crying bitterly floats away in the cold, like a life that can't be kept anyway, and it disappears without a trace before it can be cherished.

In the darkness, the young man uncontrollably kissed the person who was hugging him, even his hands were trembling, his low-pitched crying, turbulent emotions, and strong uneasiness were all hidden in his tightly tightened arms as if grasping a life-saving straw.

"Fei Shi..." He called out his name tremblingly, tears rolled down his extremely pale face, "Nowhere...don't go..."

Mixed with the sound of sobbing and lost his composure, Kakashi looked up at the boy he loved the most, his strange left eye bloomed in the night with a sad and coquettish color like dried blood: "Never leave me... Please..."

The young man's voice was hollow and weak, as if his soul had been shattered, leaving only a body that was better than nothing.

Fei Shi stared at him like this, slowly lowered his head, and gently kissed his eyes.

"Okay." He said in a low voice, his blue eyes were dark and deep, "I'm not going anywhere."