[Naruto · Itachi BG] Reverse black and white

"Haha!"

Feng Lan sneezed heavily, sniffed, and wrapped the blanket around her body tighter.

Itachi sighed heavily, reaching out and handing over a tissue.

"Thank you." Feng Lan took it smoothly, thanked her hastily, pressed the tissue on her nose, and woke up vigorously.

"Don't follow me, you just won't listen." Itachi frowned and complained to Feng Lan, his tone was not kind, but there was concern in his words, "This room is cold, your illness is not fully healed, you will be in chaos." Run, and it's still so late at night, I don't worry about my mother worrying."

Feng Lan folded the paper towel, covered her nose again, and said nonchalantly, "Feng Lan left a note in the room, it's fine if mom didn't come to see me, if she saw it, she would know that Feng Lan was secretly following you, come Brother Zhishui's house is on vigil."

Tonight is the first seven days of Zhishui.Even if he broke up with the police department and Fuyue in the afternoon, it couldn't stop Itachi from coming to Shisui's house to guard at night.

Perhaps, it was at this time that he missed Zhishui, who had the same aspirations as him, even more.

It was late when Itachi went out, and the whole family had already gone to bed.He avoided people's eyes and ears all the way, and arrived at Zhishui's former residence smoothly.Just as he was about to enter the door, he found someone ambushing him nearby. Without hesitation, he threw out Kunai.

However, unexpectedly, what rolled out of the bushes was Feng Lan wrapped in cotton balls, with two rotten branches stuck on top of his head to confuse his sight.

Itachi: "..."

"What are you doing here?" Itachi asked in a deep voice.

"Come and watch brother Zhishui together." Feng Lan replied confidently, she opened her arms and showed Itachi her outfit, "Brother, don't worry, look, Feng Lan is dressed thickly!"

Itachi was really hard to say to her.

Feng Lan's wind and cold are still not healed, staying up late at night and running around is not good for recuperation.Zhishui's house is now an empty house, and the night is very cloudy and cold. If Feng Lan stays here all night, the cold will worsen again.But if he wants to send her back, Fugaku Mikoto will be alarmed, so it may be difficult for him to come out again; besides, neither Uchiha nor Konoha is stable now, so how can he rest assured that Feng Lan will go home alone at this late hour?

Itachi was indecisive for a while.

As if seeing through Itachi's hesitation to send her back, Feng Lan, who was dressed like she had gained twenty pounds, clumsily took off the backpack on her back, and pulled out a large duvet and thick blanket from it as if by magic. , proudly showing off to Itachi, as if he had made up his mind to spend the night here.

Seeing that Feng Lan was fully armed, Itachi decided to let Feng Lan stay after careful consideration.

But now, looking at Feng Lan who kept sneezing, Itachi doubted whether his decision was wrong.

The temperature in winter nights is extremely low. Although there is no snow, the chill that freezes people to death makes people even more timid.Zhishui used to live alone, and his family was weak, so it was always a bit colder than ordinary people; now that Zhishui has left, I feel that the old house is so empty and cold that it seems that it has not been buried in the private house of the new owner. .

Feng Lan and Itachi were sitting in the fireplace of Zhishui's house, the fire was burning very vigorously, driving away the darkness and cold of the night, and shining a warm light on one side.A pottery teapot hanging from a free hook boiled and made a gurgling sound.

Seeing that the water was boiling, Itachi took down the teapot, poured a cup of hot water and set it aside, ready to let it dry for a while before giving it to Feng Lan.As soon as he moved the teapot away, the flickering flames were unstoppable and reflected directly on his face, shaking his silhouette indistinctly, bringing a little unpredictability and mystery.

Feng Lan has a regular schedule of work and rest, coupled with physical ailments, staying up late into the night, her mental state is not very good, her eyelids are constantly fighting, it seems that she can't hold it anymore.

Seeing her struggling, Itachi persuaded her, "Go to sleep when you're tired, I'm here."

Feng Lan shook her head stubbornly, and sat stubbornly: "It's only for one night, Feng Lan will be fine." After speaking, she reached out, took the teacup in her hand, and took a small sip.Drinking hot water will drive away the cold and refresh you.

Knowing his sister's stubborn temper, Itachi shook his head, and didn't say anything more, just took the tongs and poked the charcoal in the stove.The fresh air poured in, and the flames jumped up in the furnace instantly, rolling up the fine carbon dust, and after burning for a while, the flames were extinguished, and the calmness returned, becoming a dangerous and charming place dormant in the dark carbon. Extravagant and bright red.

"Goo~"

A discordant funny sound broke the heavy atmosphere, Itachi turned his head and glanced at Feng Lan helplessly.

"Yes, I'm sorry..." Feng Lan rubbed her belly, looked up at Itachi a little aggrieved, and said weakly, "...Brother, Feng Lan is hungry."

Itachi: "..."

Because it wasn't on a mission, Itachi didn't have food pills, snacks, etc. It was even more impossible for Itachi to prepare them.But right now, Feng Lan couldn't be left hungry.

Itachi looked around, got up, went to the altar, took a plate of plum cakes and put them in front of Feng Lan: "Eat."

Feng Lan: "..."

etc!Isn't this the sacrifice that the first seven souls prepared for Zhishui?Is it really okay to feed her like this?

"It's okay, eat. He won't care about Zhishui." Itachi seemed to see Feng Lan's hesitation, and said with certainty, "Zhishui loved you the most when he was alive, and he will do the same after death. He wants to see you hungry Stay here, let alone a plate of plum cakes, as long as there are snacks at home, he will pick them out for you."

Hearing what Itachi said, Feng Lan stretched out her hand, took a piece of plum cake, and took a small bite.The plum cake melts in the mouth, sweet and sour, just like her state of mind at this time, it flows into the heart along the taste buds.With tears in her eyes, Feng Lan wolfed down the plum cake stuffed into her mouth.

"Slow down, no one is robbing you, don't choke." Itachi comforted her and handed her the hot water.

Feng Lan took a big sip of water, brought down the plum cake, and called softly: "Brother..."

"Huh?" Hearing Feng Lan calling him, Itachi slightly turned his head, looking at Feng Lan who was trapped in the scorching fire.

She stared blankly at the white ashes at the bottom of the furnace, and asked quietly, "... Tell me, will brother Zhishui come back tonight?"

In the deep cold night, she sat with her knees hugged for a long time, accompanied by a lonely shadow, and people looked at her, feeling desolate and lonely for no reason.

Itachi was silent for a moment, then slowly said: "What can I do now that I'm back?"

Feng Lan pursed her lips and said in a low voice: "It's nothing, I just want to talk to him again..."

Seemingly knowing that her thoughts were too whimsical, Feng Lan lowered her head and took a bite of the plum cake in her hand as if to cover up, the tip of her tongue tasted a sour taste that almost made people cry.

"Gudong!"

The small soft sound is very obvious in the quiet night.Both Itachi and Feng Lan were startled, and they turned their heads to look at the same time, only to see that the door was wide open, and the outside was pitch black, with no sparks shining.The wind is passing through the hall shallowly, and the faint echoes of emptiness, as if someone has returned to the world from the other world in the dark and bewildering night.

"Zhishui...brother?" Feng Lan suddenly woke up, and asked tentatively towards the darkness outside the door.There was no fear in her tone, but a little expectation.

Itachi was not as emotional as her, so he pulled out Kunai directly, approached the door quietly, and at the same time made a gesture of "stand by" to Feng Lan.

He checked around carefully, then picked up the diabolo jar by the door that was blown wildly by the wind and put it in place, closed the door casually, took away the bitterness, and walked back to Feng Lan: "It's an empty bamboo jar. Put it away, blown down by the wind."

"Oh...that's it..." Feng Lan lowered her head in frustration, her eyelids drooping.

Itachi laughed, "Aren't you afraid of ghosts?"

"That's Brother Zhishui, not a ghost! Even if he becomes a ghost, he's still Brother Zhishui!" Feng Lan retorted excitedly, and then muffled, "Besides, Brother Zhishui is so good, he must have become a Buddha." "He went, how could he become a ghost?"If you don't become a ghost, how can you come back?If he doesn't come back, then I won't be in vain tonight..."

Just as the night wind picked up again, it leaked in through the gap in the paper door, and there was a soft puff, and suddenly it seemed that someone couldn't hold back a chuckle.

When Feng Lan heard this voice, her eyes lit up again, and she turned her head to look around.The fire light was reflected in her pupils vividly, as if the entire sky was filled with stars.

Itachi put his hand on the top of her head, sighed and said, "Feng Lan, don't be suspicious, it's all normal and natural phenomena." His smile is always gentle and gentle, with the power to calm people's hearts, " Besides, even if he doesn't come back tonight, Feng Lan, you have to believe that he must be guarding you somewhere, guarding us..."

Itachi's smile and words calmed her anxious and irritable heart immediately, like a clear spring filling a dry lotus pond, floating thousands of water lilies and releasing them to the moon.

Feng Lan was still a little unconvinced, she pouted her lips and complained in a low voice: "But, I still want to see him... This sharingan is really useless, you can't even see the spirit body!"

Itachi laughed even more, tapped her forehead, and said helplessly, "Sharingan is not a yin and yang eye, so it's strange to be able to see things that don't exist in the world! "

"If you know, I'll go find a rhinoceros horn..." Feng Lan seemed very disappointed, and babbled with her head down.

"Rhino horn?" Itachi asked back.

"Burning rhinoceros, illuminating the darkness, can connect yin and yang, see the dead, talk away thoughts." Feng Lan said slowly, raised her head and smiled brightly at Itachi, "I saw it in a novel about ghosts."

"You, you..." Itachi shook his head, he really had nothing to say to this little sister who was full of whimsical thoughts, "Read all the weird stuff."

He dismissed Feng Lan casually, but couldn't help thinking, if there really was a channel to communicate with the deceased, it might not be a bad thing...

Feng Lan doesn't seem to believe that Zhishui's first seven soul nights will not have visions, and whenever there is a little trouble, he will be too aggressive anyway and become very noisy.Itachi worried that she would catch cold from running around and forced her to drink a lot of hot water.In the end, Feng Lan was exhausted, and finally lay down in Itachi's arms and fell into a deep sleep.

Itachi looked at Feng Lan's sleeping face in his arms, and glanced at Feng Lan's teacup.

This weight is enough for Feng Lan to sleep until dawn, right?

He carefully moved Feng Lan from his arms to the ground, wrapped the quilt tightly around her body, turned off the stove, gently opened the sliding door and closed it again, left Zhishui's house, and dived into the boundless night .