I want to be itachi's bride every day

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"I'll deliver the wound medicine." As soon as Ning Ci finished speaking, he saw a little head with messy hair poking out from the quilt on the bed. After a moment of silence, he lowered his head slightly; "Master Huahuo."

"Hanabi has already given me medicine, let's go out and talk about it." Hinata took Neji to the porch, broke the pastry in his hand under the moonlight and fed it to the crows in the porch.

"Why did Master Hinata..." Ning Ci swallowed the rest of the words abruptly; "Is it for me?"

"There is a part." Hinata watched intently as the crow jumped up and down on the platform, pecking from his hand; "I have become a ninja, and if nothing happens, I will repeat it in the next three to five years." During the daily missions with the eighth class in the past six months, Teacher Hong is a good teacher, but he can teach me only a little." Hinata's expression became colder in the moonlight; Good chance, brother." Her eyes were sad; "Even if I fail in the end, at least I can ask the palace to keep you... This is the best chance to leave the Hinata family, and it may be the only chance, elder brother."

"I can't leave you here alone." Hyuga Neji's tone was very firm; "Didn't we agree, wait until we..."

"I can't wait!" Hinata interrupted the other party, looking straight into Neji's eyes; "Hanabi is seven years old this year, how long do you think the elders can bear me? When do you think you will be sent to die? ?”

"I will survive, Hinata." Neji clenched his bandaged fist; "I will live well, and then I will..." Then I will, risk my life to protect you.

"I don't dare to bet, brother." Hinata plunged into her brother's arms; "Only my brother is not enough, my brother is the only thing I have...the only thing I can't give up..." she sobbed; "If there is no brother I can't live..."

She used to be naive. During the days when she met Mr. Itachi, she also had the dream of being a young girl, relying on that man, marrying him, and becoming Mrs. Uchiha.

But when she woke up, she was still alone.

The one who walks alone in the dark.

Therefore, if she must walk on the tragic and difficult road of being a ninja, then she would rather give up her innate talents and instincts. She doesn't know if there will be more painful sufferings waiting on the other road, but if you let If she accepts her fate, she will not be reconciled.

She is greedy for life and afraid of death, she loves vanity, she is content with pleasure, she is never stingy in using the most despicable means to fight for and snatch...

She wants to be happy, but is she entitled to happiness?No, there is not.

However, I still want to be happy.

Obviously everyone thinks this way, even a sinner who has committed the worst crime would want to be happy, but how can he be happy...

Therefore, it is good to snatch other people's happiness. After all, if you can't get your own feeling of happiness, you have to let other people feel it.

When people are happy, they must make other people unhappy, but she just changed this order a little bit.

This is not an unforgivable big mistake, is it?

She never accepts fate.

The No.30 Nine Days of Being Itachi Bride

The sun and the moon flow, and the seasons alternate.

The bright sunlight cast mottled shadows on the opened letters on the table through the leaves. Uchiha Itachi folded the letters with the fragrance of jasmine and put them in a box full of letters.

There were five years of letters that the kid had written to him.

"The cherry blossoms in the early spring in the capital are very beautiful and bright. I picked the best branch and wanted to give it to Mr. Itachi..."

"It's ashamed to say that I got burned again yesterday when I was practicing Huo Dun, but don't worry, the burn ointment sent by Mr. Itachi is still as good as ever..."

"Last night I dreamed of Xiayue in the sky. The moonlight is beautiful... I couldn't help but want to share it with Mr. Itachi, but I felt regretful when I wrote it. It would be great if Mr. Itachi could see the beautiful scenery. I am It is with this feeling that I write this letter..."

"The days in the capital are very peaceful, and I practice with my brother and guardian ninjas every day. I have been thinking about the path of cultivation that suits me. I want to become a better ninja, and I want Mr. Itachi to be more dedicated to me. Proud, speaking of it, I'm also Mr. Itachi's disciple..."

"The capital city is beautiful, and there are all kinds of people. Everyone is recuperating in this city. Ordinary people have a life that is different from ninjas, but still rich and colorful. I have experienced things that I may not be able to understand in Konoha all my life. Things, people on different positions, different people, different ideas and different understandings, I feel that I used to be very naive and narrow..."

"Konoha is my hometown. I don't think it is the most beautiful place. It would be a lie to say that there are infinite possibilities there, but for some reason, I still love that land. Probably because there are Let the person I love..."

"The winter in the capital city is colder than Konoha, but I heard from the princes and warriors that the colder the winter and the snowfall, the better the plants will grow in the next spring. I wonder if it is the same for human beings. The more suffering I endure, the more happiness I will get, if Mr. Itachi is by my side now, he will probably knock me on the head and feel that I am thinking wildly..."

"Today, Zhonggong listened to a haiku sung by a musician. There is a sentence I like very much: I miss people in my heart, and when I see the fireflies on the lake, I suspect that it is a sleepwalking soul coming out of myself. I always think, if If someone I like likes me, I think it's a miracle."

And so on, and then the last letter, in beautiful handwriting.

"What makes me unforgettable is the small scenes of getting along together. If it is Mr. Itachi, then it is okay to share half of my life. This is how I think. Every time I think of Mr. Itachi, I always I was thinking, have I also lived in Mr. Itachi's heart, have I also become the person that Mr. Itachi misses, whether I also have a little bit of strength that Mr. Itachi likes."

Every letter, filled with the girl's heart, was properly, intact, and cherished.It's like caring for a girl's heart.

Itachi, as usual, planned to go to the sweet shop to buy dumplings and tea after the patrol, and planned to go back to deal with the accumulated clerical work after eating.

As soon as he stepped into the store, he noticed a gaze keenly. He saw a strange but familiar face. He was a little surprised, but he walked over immediately; "Welcome back, Hinata."

The girl in front of him has faded from her childhood appearance, and she can vaguely see her adult appearance, giving Itachi the illusion that time and space are reversed. After all, the one he was most familiar with was the adult Hinata.

"I wanted to meet Mr. Itachi after get off work, but because I miss you so much, I guessed that you might come here, so I came here to see if I could meet Mr. Itachi." Hinata's smile was still gentle and bright; "Looks like luck has favored me today."

Itachi just glanced at the table and found that the other party was lying. He liked the three-color meatballs that were too sweet for Hinata, and the steaming tea for two people. It was obvious that Hinata didn't know where to grasp it. Itachi came here to block him after knowing his trajectory, but Itachi was still considerate and did not expose him, sat down and took a sip of tea; "Ah, what a coincidence."

The two began to enjoy a rare and leisurely afternoon tea time.

Itachi sent Hinata home, and the two of them walked unhurriedly through the shade of the tree. Itachi stopped suddenly and reached out to brush off the ginkgo leaves that fell from Hinata's shoulders.

"Mr. Itachi is still so gentle." Hinata smiled, still a shy smile in memory.

"Hinata has changed a lot." Itachi wanted to rub the other party's hair, but found that the taller Hinata was not so smooth, and the other party was no longer the little girl who could be regarded as a child. He is an adult, but the sex appeal exuded by the current Hinata is strong enough that Itachi hesitated and withdrew his hand.

"Really?" Hinata looked curious; "What has changed? Mr. Itachi?"

"It's more stable." Itachi smiled; "If it was Hinata five years ago, she might not be able to bear the urge to confide in me by now."

"What are you talking about, Mr. Itachi." Hinata blushed; "Even Mr. Itachi said that too much..."

"I mean..." Itachi's tone was still gentle; "You have been thinking about how to persuade me, but you have not been able to speak."

Hinata's expression remained unchanged, she still had a shy smile, and the temperature in the corners of her eyes dropped; "That's right, Mr. Itachi found out." Her sweet voice stretched like a poisonous snake; "You clearly spied on In my heart, I still let me be in a dilemma, what a wicked man."

Itachi frowned because of the other party's too frivolous tone; "I thought I was worthy of your trust, Hinata."

"You're right." Hinata's footsteps became brisk; "Go in and have a cup of tea, Mr. Itachi." Her pronunciation of addressing Itachi was as tender and soft as a lover's whisper; "I have...very important Something wants to ask you."

In the living room of Hyuga House, Hinata was sitting on her knees, holding a teaspoon with slender fingers, and the tea leaves curled up under the hot water.

Hinata's posture is very elegant, it's not deliberate, but the indelible aristocratic habits have been carved on her in the past five years, and it flows naturally with every gesture.