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"What's wrong with your eyes?"

Liu Guang was leaning on the hospital bed, and Itachi was sitting on the side peeling an apple for him. When Liu Guang took the apple from his hand, he noticed that his eyes were a little different from usual.

Rather than being different, it is better to say that they are simply another pair of eyes.

The bright dark red is easily reminiscent of the color of blood.

"The heir of our family."

Itachi buried his head and continued to peel the second apple, and replied calmly.

"Really."

Liu Guang picked up the apple in his hand and put it to his mouth, took a bite, looked at the leafy tree outside the window, and murmured: "I still like your original eyes better."

Itachi peeled the apple silently, without speaking.

"What are your plans for the future?"

Liu Guang threw the gnawed fruit core into the trash can next to the bed, and changed the subject.

Itachi raised his head and looked at him, his eyes returned to the quite pure black they used to be.

"Go to Anbu."

He replied.

"When?"

"tomorrow."

"Oh."

After Liu Guang yelled, the room fell into silence. Liu Guang stared blankly at the big tree outside the window, and Itachi held the peeled apple in his hand, bowed his head and remained silent.

After a while, Itachi's voice sounded in the ward.

"What are your plans for the future?"

Liu Guang came back to his senses, turned his head to look at the black-haired boy next to him, the breeze from the window drifted into the room, and gently brushed his thin bangs on his forehead.

"I should be a medical ninja, I'm quite interested in this."

"Ah."

Itachi nodded slightly.

"Speaking of which, do you know that medical ninjas have a principle that must be followed?"

Itachi shook his head while holding the apple that had started to oxidize and turn yellow.

The corner of Liu Guang's mouth curved slightly, and a faint smile appeared on his pale face.

"A medical ninja must never die before his companions."

......

"Hey, Liu Guang, wake up."

Liu Guang felt that he had just fallen asleep when someone woke him up.

"It's red beans."

Opening his heavy eyelids, he glanced at the person coming, Liu Guang closed his eyes again, intending to sleep for a while.

"Don't sleep!"

Hongdou let out a roar, and immediately picked him up from the chair with his hands, as if throwing him outside if he dared to fall asleep again.

Liu Guang rubbed his swollen temples, then raised his hands in a gesture of surrender.

"Okay, okay, I won't sleep, can you let me down?"

Only then did Hongdou let go of his collar, and Liu Guang fell back on the chair in a bit of a mess, straightening the collar that had been wrinkled by her, Liu Guang yawned, and looked at Hongdou in front of him.

"is there anything?"

Hongdou opened her hand and slapped the cash register heavily, "Where's my red bean dumpling?"

Liu Guang looked bewildered, what red bean dumpling?

Hongdou frowned, "I ordered ten bunches of red bean dumplings from you yesterday, and I told you to come and get them today."

Liu Guang rubbed the center of his brows, pondered for a moment, and found that there seemed to be such a thing.

There was some apology on Liu Guang's face, "I'm sorry, I can't turn my head around recently, so I forgot about it."

Seeing the dissatisfaction gradually piling up on Hongdou's face, Liu Guang changed his words again, "I'll make it for you now."

The expression on Hongdou's face was slightly relaxed, and he nodded, "Then you do it quickly."

"In a hurry?"

Liu Guang took the ribbon on the side and tied up his hair, fastened his apron and looked at the red beans behind him.

Hong Dou nodded, reached out and poked several times on the tumbler decoration on the cash register.

"After the three generations of adults left, the whole village was in a mess. We were busy like dogs all day long, and sometimes we couldn't even get a meal."

Hongdou sighed heavily, "Sometimes I really envy you, you don't have to worry about anything, you can sleep when you want, and get up when you think about it, how nice it is."

When Liu Guang heard her words in the back kitchen, he smiled, "If you were me, this store would probably be shut down by you."

"Yes, you are right."

Red Bean laughed out loud.

"By the way, did you have so many white hairs before?"

Looking at Liu Guang's busy figure in the back kitchen, Hong Dou asked with some doubts.

The movements of Liu Guang's hands paused, glanced at the ponytail hanging down to his neck, shook his head, and replied casually: "Maybe, let him go, you see that Kakashi doesn't have a single white hair on his head. Black ones, people are still popular."

Red Dou gave him a white look, "Senior Kakashi has white hair from his ancestors, can you compare with him?"

"I can't compare, but I'm willing to bow down."

Liu Guang smiled and brought out the finished red bean dumpling and handed it to the red bean.

The red beans didn't reach out to pick them up. She looked at the strings of dumplings that looked pretty good in appearance, and did a lot of psychological construction to suppress the desire/desire in her heart to eat on the spot.

"Wrap me up, I have to go."

Liu Guang nodded, carefully wrapped the bunches of dumplings, and handed her another bunch of three-color dumplings.

"It's an apology."

"Thanks."

Hong Dou took the bunch of dumplings with a smile, took one in his mouth, stretched out his free hand, and waved at Liu Guang, "I'll take care of your business next time."

The door was closed with a bang.

Liu Guang breathed a sigh of relief, took off his apron, and loosened the ribbon on his hair.

The waist-length hair is draped obediently on the back, black and white are heavily intertwined, and from a distance, it looks like it is covered with snowflakes.

Liu Guang looked down at the dazzlingly white strands of hair hanging in front of her, and calmly pushed them behind her ears.

Feeling drowsy, Liu Guang walked to the door unsteadily, intending to replace the sign on the door frame with a sign of [Closed Business].

"jingle"

There was a crisp bell ringing at the door, Liu Guang raised his eyes to look at the door, there was a person wearing a bamboo hat standing there at some point.

Half of his face was buried in the collar of the black-bottomed red cloud robe, except for a pair of dark eyes like midnight.

Liu Guang tied back the hair that had been let down, and the corner of his mouth curved slightly.

"welcome."

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