Great writers and philosophers

If you move the timeline a little forward, to the time when Bruno Bucciarati has just left, Gaara and Nara Shikamaru have reached a consensus before they start to act, you will see Nanaya Hotaru wearing a wrinkled In a long brown dress, the pen without the cap acted as a hairpin, tucking her messy long hair into a ball of wool caught by the cat.

She was still wearing slippers and round glasses thicker than the bottom of a wine bottle. Her tall and slender body was bent, like a consumptive ghost with a short lifespan.

She did suffer from tuberculosis, more medically known as tuberculosis, tuberculosis, which is why she asked for a takeaway rice bowl.

Before Bugarati left, he had already paid for the restaurant downstairs, and Qiyeying only needed to order food.She sat in the innermost part of the shop, propping herself up on the table weakly, feeling dizzy, and secretly regretted that she should have been lazy and hadn't eaten for two days, but now she was being fed back by evil forces.

She was weak all over, and her illness had developed to the point of coughing up blood after many years. If her soul was not so sound, her frail body would definitely not be able to support her to where she is today.

Whether it's because of her body or because of her spirit as a literati, she didn't pay much attention to what happened around her, so she didn't know that when she was lying on the table, two more customers entered the shop, wearing black clothes. The bottom is red cloud robe, and the head is wearing a bamboo hat.

The sound of jingle bells is crisp and cold.

Itachi Uchiha and Kisame Kisame who ordered the meal took off their hats, and Kisame Kisame was a little worried that his unusual appearance would scare the lady boss who was cleaning the table, but the lady boss who was over [-] years old was just stunned, and then hung up. With a gentle smile, he said to the two guests, please wait a moment.

A little bit of warmth in the world.

Dry persimmon ghost sighed in his heart, couldn't help but took out "Anecdote" from his bosom.

As a hard-working author with a thousand hands, Polaris’s creative speed beats a famous author who often skips tickets for the reason of collecting materials, and even the publication frequency of "Anecdote" is so high Polaris pulled from monthly to weekly.

Kansaki Kisame likes to leave one of the sections to read in short leisure time.

It's the "rakugo", or more plainly, the "joke" section.

Polaris said that it was collected from places she traveled, and it was not original, but Bo Jun smiled.

"Question: What is the quiet, effortless way to take revenge on your nemesis?

Answer: In the dead of night, quietly and quietly, he was hanged at the door of his house. "

puff.

Dried Persimmon Kisame smiled silently with his mouth pursed, looked away, saw that his partner was still the same, and said with a smile: "Here is a question, how will Mr. Itachi answer?"

Itachi Uchiha tilted his head slightly, and the broken hair on his temples flicked slightly.

Kisame Kisame was also familiar with his partner's behavior, so he said directly, "The question is this: Is there any way to quietly and effortlessly take revenge on an enemy?"

The hand with the "Suzaku" ring was holding the steaming tea cup, and the light blue tea in the cup rippled round and round.

Quietly hanged at the door of the enemy.

Uchiha Itachi lowered his eyes, staring at the ripples on the surface of the cup, "Illusion."

Kisame Kisame was a little disappointed, "Sure enough, Mr. Itachi's answer, but it's okay to say so."

In the innermost part of the shop, in the place with the least light, at the dining table facing away from the door of the shop, a brown willow branch suddenly trembled, attracting the attention of both of them.

Itachi Uchiha's blood-stained disease has become more and more serious. In recent years, in order to complete the tasks of the Akatsuki organization, the frequency of using the kaleidoscope has greatly exceeded the safe value.He looked at people with fog, as if he looked at the moon in the sky a long time ago, and there was a circle of rough edges around the moon.

The state of the moon has a proper term called "moon halo". The meteorological explanation is that the appearance of the moon halo indicates that the weather will change. The sun halo is rain, and the moon halo is wind.

Somewhere, there is also a saying: "It rains at three o'clock when the sun is halo, and the wind is at noon when the moon is halo."

In terms of psychological science, the natural phenomenon of moon halo is also used to vividly illustrate a certain theory: in interpersonal relationships, when you have a good impression of a certain quality or personality of a person, you will have a good impression of it. Other qualities and characteristics of the person create an impression of preference.That is the so-called Ai Wu Ji Wu.

The beloved quality is like the moon, and the halo spreads around and covers the other qualities.

This is also known as the "stereotype effect".

There is only a small difference between "prejudice" and "prejudice" which is a derogatory term. Only those who pay attention to literature and literature will seriously study such a small and untouchable difference.

So he will know from the word "prejudice" that this theory does not reveal any flaws in human psychology, it is just a pure explanation without any derogatory meaning.

In other words, it is normal, normal, and normal for Aiwujiwu to fall in love with spring because of a flower, and to fall in love with a person because of a smile.

Itachi Uchiha looked at the trembling brown figure in the dim light, and felt that it looked like a willow branch in early spring, trembling in the cold of spring.

Shake out the blood in the body.

The proprietress’s family lived upstairs from the store they opened, and when they went up to the first floor, they rented the top floor to Bugarati and Qiyeying half a year ago. Qiyeying likes to go to the roof to think (hair) and test (stay).

Of course the proprietress knew about Qiyeying's poor health, but she didn't expect it to be so serious, she wrinkled her face, and while patting Qiyeying's back, she complained about the man who left home, "Really, I know you are not in good health. Okay, why is Bugarati still traveling far away, Ying, is there any medicine?"

Her throat was scratched hard by sandpaper, Qiyeying wiped away the tears seeping from the corners of her eyes with the back of her hand, and took a small sip of hot water to neutralize the bloody smell in her mouth. The water slid down her throat, making her cry in pain .

"Yes, I'm fine, I'm sick, it's nothing. Sister Nana, is my meal ready?"

The proprietress frowned, stretched her neck and looked at her man, thought for a moment, then waved her hand boldly, "What do you eat with rice, and it's spicy, do you look like you can eat spicy food now?" Later, I will ask Beicheng to cook a pot of porridge for you, add finely chopped pork and green onion, and the kind of vegetables that are also chopped into pieces, do you want lettuce or green vegetables?"

"I want to cough and eat rice bowls."

"Don't be stubborn, Ah Ying, you can't be willful when you are sick. Look at you, you are already a wife, and you still have your temper."

"I'm coughing, I'm...cough coughing... I'm pouring rice!"

The proprietress had no choice but to take a step back and said, "At least you can't eat spicy food, you kid... When will Bugarati come back?"

"At most one, cough, cough, a week."

"There's still a week left..." The proprietress looked at Qiyeying who was covering her mouth and coughing up her lungs, and sighed helplessly, "I see, you don't have to go out these few days, so you can rest at home. After dinner Order and I'll bring you food."

"Miss Nana."

"Ok?"

"I love you."

"...You child, what are you talking about..."

"Did you know... cough...does the sun shine on the surface of the moon to form a sea of ​​light?"

"I don't know."

"That Guanghai is so beautiful, I love you so much."

"I'm really happy, but I still won't spice it up for you~"

"...Bastard!"

"Hahaha, okay, come on, I'll help you go back. Take your medicine first, and then lie on the bed and have a good rest for a day after eating, do you understand?"

"……Um."

"Don't worry everyone, if Bugarati comes back and finds that you haven't taken good care of yourself, he will be very worried."

"Know it."

"What a good boy, come on, let's go back."

Weak and feeble footsteps slowly walked from one end to the other, step by step, into the bright sunlight.

Kisame Kisame finished watching, and tilted his head bored, intending to continue reading the short jokes on the sidebar of the magazine.

When he lowered his head, his eyes slipped to the side, and he found that his partner's hand was always on the teacup, as if he couldn't wait to drink water, but he was afraid that the temperature of the water would be too high, so he had to hold it anxiously.

Kisame Kisame was amused by his idea that it didn't fit the opponent's personality at all, and then laughed out loud when he saw a new joke.

The man's laughter echoed in the space exuding the smell of food, drifting out bit by bit, into the dark golden sunlight.

The sun is going down.

作者有话要说：感谢在2020-05-1723：53：33～2020-05-1823：55：11期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦～

Thanks to the little angels who cast mines: Mingying, Anonyme (anonymous), Xiying, I am in a good mood, go to Zuo, go to Itachi 1;

感谢灌溉营养液的小天使：萨殿万岁19瓶；是鬼切不是髭切18瓶；吃榴莲不吐榴莲皮、青花半蓝、绝对10瓶；半面黎扇5瓶；Law、流云已谢、每天都在等更新1瓶；

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!