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When the Chunin Exam was approaching, Polaris' new work "Farewell" was also shipped to major bookstores, nursing homes, and nursery schools under the overtime work of printing houses and publishing houses.

Orochimaru played the role of the fourth generation of Kazekage, while leisurely flipping through the new book that still smelled of ink during the rush.

He looked at the title page first, and there was a sentence on it, signed by a name he had never seen before.

"Problems cannot be solved by the way of thinking that caused them.

— Einstein

Orochimaru thought about the connotation of this sentence, pondered and turned to a new page.

This book is composed of several stories, or it can be called a collection of stories.

The first story seemed sweet at first.

It is written from a child's point of view.

This child has both parents and a harmonious family. He has lived in warmth and happiness since he was a child, and he knows nothing about the outside world. He naively believes that there is only beauty and kindness in the world.

But in any case, "ignorance" is not a thing worthy of affirmation.

The child was looking forward to becoming a ninja, but under the disapproving eyes of his parents, he entered the ninja school and began to learn how to become a ninja.

Although he is a child of a commoner, he doesn't have any ninja talent. If he is lucky, he may grow up to be the type of cannon fodder ninja who can't be seen by everyone. However, his rich and happy childhood has always supported him and given him enough mobility.

But his evaluation in the eyes of classmates and teachers is not very good.

In the self-introduction of the first meeting, when the students talked about their dreams, they were more or less related to "shadow" and "powerful ninja". Only he said solemnly: "My dream is to live as happily as possible."

The students under the podium sneered, and the good-tempered teacher helplessly reminded him that he misunderstood the topic.

He didn't think he got the topic wrong, "It's the teacher who misunderstood life, right?"

Just such a child.

A child who has a keen and rational heart, but because he doesn't know anything about the darkness of the world, he was misunderstood from the beginning.

Soon he hits the cold wall of reality.

He loves to think too much, especially where no one else thinks.

He often asked the teacher why the ninja rules said so and so, and when the good-tempered teacher answered, he asked further, making the teacher who had never thought about it unable to answer, and angrily blamed him for thinking too much. many.

"Ninja rules are things that every ninja must strictly abide by. If you want to be a qualified ninja, just follow it honestly!"

The answer did not convince him.

He gradually became taciturn, and stopped asking questions that made teachers and classmates think he was "very strange".

But he never stopped thinking for a moment.

He began to pay more attention to observation, and he sorted out a set of ways to understand things: what, why, and how to do.

Whenever there was something that couldn't be fixed this way, he would try to figure out what the problem was.

With this spirit of scientific research, he spent his life in the ninja school in silence, and then dropped out before the graduation exam.

Back home, he said to his parents, "I don't want to be a ninja anymore."

The parents seemed to have expected it, and were not surprised at all.

He then said his next plan, "I want to change the ninja."

This exceeded the expectations of the parents.

But the child is very serious. He has been thinking and studying this matter for six years. There is a law called [-] hours: [-] hours is a necessary condition for anyone to become a world-class master from an ordinary person.

While not a sufficient condition, it is at least a good start that can be trusted.

He said to his parents who love him the most in this world and who are also his favorite parents: "If this continues, either the ninja will destroy the world, or the world will destroy the ninja. Anyway, one of the two must be finished." .”

"Ninjas will disappear if they disappear, but chakra and ninjutsu will not disappear. A world that loses order will only collapse. Now that I know this, I can't turn a blind eye."

Parents watch their son carefully, as if they are watching a person with independent personality who communicates with them on an equal footing.

His mother asked him, "Have you made up your mind? Wouldn't such a terrible thing, such a heavy burden, overwhelm you?"

The child showed a happy smile, just like the smile when his mother said to him when he was very young, "Happiness is the most important thing in this world".

"Well, I've made up my mind. It's going to be tiring and dangerous, but I won't be happy for the rest of my life if I don't."

The child with a dream embarked on his own path. He left Ninja Village on the day his classmates took the graduation exam, and it was not until many years later that he brought back a body that had gone through hardships and a resolute and dazzling soul.

Orochimaru has become accustomed to the strong unrealism contained in the story of Polaris. In his eyes, Polaris is like those naive and ignorant idealists in his writings, dreaming of turning the world upside down.

But based on what he has seen and heard over the years, Orochimaru did not stop talking, he just wanted to say that even if Polaris exposed all the truth and clarified all the truths, it still cannot stop some people from pretending to be blind and deaf .

And when "some people" refers to those who stand at the top of the world's power, it means that all the efforts made by Polaris are useless, and they can break the heart of anyone who still has a little bit of sincerity tragedy.

Orochimaru has long since learned to appreciate tragedy.

He simply didn't believe that the ordinary people Polaris had placed high hopes on could be of any use.

In the Land of Rain, Xiaonan opened the second story with the sound of the rain dripping endlessly.

The second story is told in the third person from a female point of view.

There are more than thirteen curls, cardamom shoots in early February.

It is the best time of life, a girl who earns pocket money by helping her mother's flower shop cash register, has recently fallen into the troubles that girls of this age often encounter.

She fell in love with a boy who wandered into their town a month and a half ago.

There is nothing to like about the teenager, whether viewed from a mundane or fantasy standpoint.But the heart of love is unreasonable. It has very complicated mechanisms that humans will probably never understand.

All in all, the instinct of love in the girl's body prompted her to focus on the penniless, thin and lonely homeless boy.

When the boy met her for the first time, he picked up a withered daffodil outside the flower shop and sniffed it blankly.

That action, that posture, there is nothing worth talking about, even the small half of the side face exposed from the messy long hair is dirty, only the straight bridge of the nose is a little bit interesting, but it is only That's all, no one who can talk can find other advantages in the boy.

But the girl just couldn't take her eyes off him.

She tried to talk to the boy, but it turned out that she had to pay the price of food before she could "hire" the boy to communicate with her.

The boy obviously didn't care about her.

The girl didn't know why she fell in love with such a guy, and because she couldn't accept it, she ran into the alley of "absolutely figure it out".

"If you don't have a surname, you're just a commoner."

"Yes."

"The family members are already dead?"

"correct."

"Not a single relative?"

"Yes."

"Always begging for a living?"

"Hmm."

"Are you going to keep going like this?"

"if not?"

"Haven't you thought about how to live in the future?!"

"..."

"Hey, I'm talking to you!"

"Life?" The numb face of the teenager squatting in the corner finally showed a trace of expression, it was an expression that seemed to be terminally ill.

It was an expression that seemed to appear when the doctor suddenly said to himself, who was already terminally ill, "Why don't you plan your future well".

"What is life?"

The boy looked directly at the girl. For the first time, the girl discovered that the boy had greenish, beautiful eyes. However, those eyes were only a gift from the sun. When there was no direct light, those eyes were a very ordinary brown.

"Have a happy family, have a job that is enough to support yourself, have the power to protect your family, and have a vision for the future—is this the kind of life you mean?"

The girl was ignorant, and nodded with fear that she didn't understand, "Yes, yes, otherwise?"

"What about the meaning? What's the point of bothering to create all of this when it's destined to disappear and you know it's going to disappear? It's not masochism."

The girl didn't understand, but she had an intuition that she seemed to have touched a trace of the truth of a teenager in the words just now.

It was as if the nerve endings trembled for a moment, almost imperceptible truth.

The girl got excited and plucked up her courage and said: "Isn't that what you said? Isn't it meaningless that flowers will wither and then bloom? It is really meaningless to say that there is no end without a beginning. "

The young man said indifferently: "You just said that because you think that the existence of a flower shop is meaningful because the flowers bloom."

"Not at all!"

The girl opened her eyes wide and looked directly at the young man with emerald green pupils.

"Even if there is no flower shop, the flowers will still bloom!"

Because of these words, the boy fell into a fog of mind.

The girl will never know what meaning the boy hears in her words that she doesn't understand.

She later learned that the boy was the orphan of a ninja clan. His family was feared and ostracized because of the blood-stained boundary, and finally suffered a catastrophe of extermination.

The boy had a good life, he lost his life, and he no longer knew what to do with it.

Until one day, he smelled the fragrance of daffodils and heard someone say to him, "Even if there is no flower shop, the flowers will still bloom."

In the ending part, the author uses a third-party narrative from the perspective of God.

The boy asked the girl if she would like to go with him, "I want to plant flowers, not annual herbs, but strong and beautiful flowers that will grow forever."

The girl is unwilling, "If you want to plant flowers elsewhere, I will sell flowers here and wait for you. I, I want to be spring more than flowers. When you are willing to come to me to plant flowers, I will be spring." ?”

The author has something to say: The children's answer to the teacher in the first story is adapted from Lennon's words.

explained in the next chapter.

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