The old driver is fearless

Qianshou Feijian kept thinking that if he did it all over again, he might not be able to hurt the sun again.

However, when he was actually on the battlefield, years of fighting left him with almost no extra thoughts, he just watched blankly as the long knife in his hand pierced through the human body and broke out with blood.

The sun crashed into his arms, the clear eyes under the hood met his, and wordlessly called "Feijian".

Not seen for more than a year, the appearance of the experimental partner has lost the last immaturity, completely showing the standard appearance of youth.When his eyes touched the face in his memory, he did feel the panic of losing for a moment. Thinking that the other party would not die here, he calmed down extremely quickly and almost ruthlessly.

His hand holding the sun tightened slightly, like a shapeless hug, and then the person in his arms was pulled out by external force.

Taiyo was shaking with pain, and looked away from him, until Madara hurriedly evacuated with his two injured brothers, and he didn't look at him again.

That night, as time passed, Fei Jian's expression gradually became serious.

He vaguely remembered that the night the sun was injured, the flying thunder god appeared in his brother's room, asked his brother to help heal the injury, and discussed with him the plan to kidnap Quan Nai.

As a "chip" used to threaten his elder brother, Quanna must not have enough confidence even if he opposes it. Therefore, the covenant between Senju and Uchiha was successfully established.

But what if the sun doesn't come?What if... the sun really died of his injuries?

And because of the so-called butterfly effect, he couldn't even take any proactive measures. He could only stay at home like he did back then, waiting for things to develop on their own.

Looking back now, he realizes the vital role the sun played in this history.That person had planned and directed everything with tenacity and forbearance without anyone knowing.

……

After feeling the slight commotion of Chakra coming from his brother's room, he breathed a sigh of relief.

Two days later, Sun woke up from a bloody lethargy.

After receiving the message from his elder brother Pai Mutun's avatar to see him, he was patrolling the Uchiha clan's captives, but he was not in a hurry, nodded and said: "Old man——" Speaking of this, it suddenly occurred to my elder brother that he didn't like himself calling himself so , and changed his tune, "I'll go later."

He looked all the way along the prison cell, confiscated a few pieces of broken pottery that Uchiha hid after breaking the water jar and was about to cut himself off. Teleport home.

As soon as he opened the door, he was locked on by a pair of piercing eyes.

"Between the door..." The patient huddled under the quilt said pitifully, "Why is your Flying Thunder God Art in your brother's room? Are you two..."

He has been harassed about this issue many times, in order to avoid possible troubles later, he explained frankly without waiting for the other party to finish speaking: "Just in case."

Sun doubted: "Really?"

He nods.

After hearing the expected "do not believe it", he replied indifferently: "Believe it or not."

sun:"……"

Seeing the look that would really cry for him in the next second, he curled his lips in a good mood, sat down by the bed, stretched out his hand and said, "Give me your hand."

Taiyang didn't know why, but he obediently put one hand in his palm.

He tightened his fingers, and gave a false grip on the wrist with obvious knuckles, and when he released it again, an ink-colored imprint similar to the thousand-handed family emblem appeared on the pale skin.

Sun stared blankly at the inside of his wrist for a long time, blinked, blinked again, and suddenly showed a bright smile that was a bit silly.

He hid his hands under the quilt as if to prevent the master of the technique from going back on his word, and complained with a blushing face, "You said you would give me this earlier, it's too boring to stay in this position..."

Tokaima didn't want to know where the so-called "sentimental" was, and quickly skipped the topic: "How's the wound?"

Sun lifted the quilt neatly, revealing the blood-colored gauze underneath, and confided in aggrieved: "It hurts so much!"

Fei Jian frowned: "Why is it still so serious? With the medical skills of big brother, you should be able to recover by now..."

"It's because I didn't ask Brother Zhujian to treat him." The sick man spoke surprisingly, seeing his surprise, he added, "—the wound healed too quickly, my brother will be suspicious when I go back."

Fei Jian thought of the various plans this person had made without anyone knowing, and was speechless for a moment.

In the eyes of another person, his silence has another meaning.Sun thought for a moment, and asked in disbelief: "Feijian, could it be that...you knew about the knife that I suffered?"

Tobima generously admitted.

"..." Sun's eyes suddenly became very complicated, he struggled for a while, and said bitterly, "Did someone say—" He chewed the syllables bit by bit between his teeth, "You are a bastard .”

Despicable, shameless, bastard, etc., Feima has heard a lot of comments from Uchiha Quanna and other enemies, and he has no real feeling: "...Oh."

The sun was discouraged all of a sudden, propped up his body and hugged him, sticking to his ear and said: "Hey, Feijian, as compensation for me, you can only promise me with your body."

"..." Feijian said.

Sun waited for a while, then asked in surprise, "You didn't refuse?"

He asked back: "Is it useful to refuse?"

Sun was speechless for a long time, then suddenly smiled, with a tone of resignation and resignation: "Obviously he is an old bastard from beginning to end, how can people think that bastard is so cute after living for so many years... I am worried There will be rivals..."

The true inner old man Tomona, who has returned to his youthful years, fought back not to be outdone: "I didn't expect that before, you will be more naive than Yayoi just because you have lived a few years less."

"..." Taiyang was silent for a moment, then stopped his teasing attitude and asked, "Who is Yayoi?"

"Xiaobai," thinking that the creator is far from considering the legacy, he changed to a more straightforward statement, "—my son."

Sun froze, supported his shoulders and slowly pushed him away, looked at him for a long time like a stranger, and asked word by word: "When did you get married? How come I don't know?"

"not married……"

Halfway through the conversation, another person slammed into him, the back of his head was held down, a tongue forcibly pried open his teeth and invaded his mouth, and swept every corner manically and savagely.

The youthful and sensitive body couldn't stand some rough teasing. After the sensitive points were touched a few times intentionally or unintentionally, he quickly felt it.

Sun tore off his belt, and his free hand slipped through the heavy cloth from the side of the loincloth, accurately found the part that had some reaction, grabbed it, and viciously played with the blood-congested top.

"Feijian, do you know?" A deep and depressed voice rang in his ears, "I haven't seen you for more than a year, just think of your future with an 'I' who can do anything to you Things like this, or even more extreme, make me jealous to the point of going crazy."

"In the end, you told me that not only him, but also other people in your life participated, and you left behind a child with your blood..."

The movements of Sun's subordinates suddenly sped up: "Who is that woman? How did you meet her? Is she pretty? What's her personality? Can she satisfy you even in bed?"

"You... like her very much?"

Emotional people don't know how important they are, and the pinch between the doors is suddenly aggravated and almost softened, and the desire suddenly recedes by most of it.For the sake of his lower body, he frowned and squeezed Sun's hand, tearing him away from him with a little force: "Calm down, Sun."

The sun raised his head and stared at him, his eyes were flushed, tears were running down his face, and he continued to ask persistently: "Do you like her?"

After a rough thought, this guy's lacrimal glands are really well developed, and he can cry a tear or two at any time when he is uncomfortable, wronged, scared, crying and pretending to be pitiful. The backbone of a man who bleeds and does not shed tears is basically invisible in him.Tobima was annoyed by this weeping and weak person, but seeing the persistent eyes that were blurred by tears but still fierce, and seeing the blood oozing from the opponent's lower abdomen due to too intense movements, the irritability was only powerless.

He sighed and said, "There is no 'she', only you."

Sun's sobbing paused for a while, and he seemed to have finally digested his words, his eyes widened, and he said in a daze, "...huh?"

Tobima simply explained: "Yayoi was left behind by you. Although I don't know how you got him out, you can't just throw him away, so you brought him back to raise him."

"Are you not married?" Taiyang repeatedly confirmed, "Yayoi doesn't have a mother?"

"No."

"Really?"

"……believe it or not."

"—I believe it, I believe it!" Sun immediately gave in, and embraced him with a tearful smile, "So after I died, you stayed widowed for me until you were 50 years old?"

Feijian corrected the inappropriate description: "This old man never planned to get married."

"Okay~ I know!" Sun caressed the Flying Thunder God spell on the inside of his wrist, leaned his head on his shoulder, and rubbed his neck affectionately, "What a coincidence! I don't plan to get married, since this is the case If not, let's make do together!"

The author has something to say:

I thought about why the sun doesn't ask for anything in return in the text.

Because he has no sense of crisis, Fei Jian behaved too badly when he was young. Although he said that the other party was full of good points, he actually thought that no one but him would fall in love with a bastard. He felt that he could love the bad boy himself It's awesome ←←

Then Tokaima was reborn. Although he was still a jerk most of the time, he occasionally showed a gentle and tolerant side.

He can't stand this horse riding, the scumbag is the most deadly flirt!He seemed to see a large wave of rivals approaching! !

One thought is enough to change a lot, this time the ending is destined to be different from the main text 23333