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At the end of the war, Uchiha Sasuke twitched the corner of his mouth, with a three-pointed ruthlessness, "Now do you have time to talk? What did you mean by that sentence that day?"

Nara Shikamaru cleared his throat, looked around, and then lowered his eyes, "After I leave, go around and see where Hatake Kakashi is, let him see you, if he has orders Just do what you want, and then come to my family's deer forest - don't be discovered by anyone."

Uchiha Sasuke's face sank, and he was about to speak, but Nara Shikamaru had already turned and left.He could only grit his teeth and clenched his fists, and obeyed with unspeakable resentment.

And what about Nara Shikamaru who went home first to make sure his mother was safe, and then slowly headed to Lulin?

He is still thinking about whether he should say it, and if he should say it, how should he say it.

It seems cruel not to say it, but isn't it cruel to say it?

Lies are hell, truth is hell.

Mr. Polaris said that if it was him, he would choose to say it because it would be easier to resort to paper and pen instead of facing the other party directly?

Or, even if you have to face Uchiha Sasuke directly and look him in the eyes, do you have to say it?

I have done everything, don't you dare to say it?

Nara Shikamaru's mind was rarely messed up, until the sound of footsteps sounded deep in the forest, and Uchiha Sasuke appeared in the verdant trees, Nara Shikamaru realized that he had forgotten the time.

"Come on, please sit down."

Nara Shikamaru lazily pointed to the position beside him. Behind him was a big tree as thick as three people hugging each other. The tree was more than 50 years old, and the position near the root of the tree was covered with a layer of fresh moss.

In any case, mastering the initiative in the conversation is necessary.

Nara Shikamaru looked at Uchiha Sasuke's expression of "the world owes me 800 million", and thought indifferently, Uchiha Sasuke is not a person who has much sense of belonging to the village, even though he was born and raised here, but When the village was in crisis, he paid more attention to his family's affairs.

This seems to be related to the blood of the Uchiha clan. After all, the Uchiha clan's reputation is like that. Except for their own clansmen, they don't pay attention to other people at all.

Nara Shikamaru certainly doesn't think that a person who hates him should be killed, but after telling Uchiha Sasuke the truth, will the other party choose to transfer the hatred that has accumulated in his heart for a long time to the village?

Will he turn the knife and take revenge on the village?

Nara Shikamaru really doesn't think the current village is very beautiful, but this is his village, his hometown, and the place where all the people he cherishes live together.

He can, or wants to change this place, as long as it changes in a good direction, it doesn't matter even if it is beyond recognition.

But this by no means means that he will understand the "destroy and rebuild" set.

The black-haired and black-eyed boy sat next to him aggressively. Nara Shikamaru knew that the other party's patience had been exhausted, and he couldn't delay any longer.

He doesn't want to enjoy a wave of Sharingan, although Uchiha Sasuke is inexplicably not very good at illusion... also, no one taught him at all.

"Sasuke, I don't know the specific facts. All I can tell you is what I have checked, that is...how about you tell me what your understanding is? I'll ask you."

Sasuke Uchiha looked sideways at Shikamaru Nara, and the boy with the upside-down braid looked up at the canopy of the tree, his eyes were darkened by shadows one after another.

Uchiha Sasuke looked down at the dandelions in the grass ahead.

"Judging from your performance, there seems to be something hidden about that matter. I don't know anything else, so I want to ask you to clarify."

Oh.

Nara Shikamaru wiped his face, took a deep breath, and lifted Uchiha Sasuke's heart into the air, and——

"Do you know Hatake Kakashi's father, Hatake Sakumo?"

"Sakumo Hatake? What?"

"He is a ninja of the same generation as Konoha Sannin, but at that time his reputation alone could be compared with Konoha Sannin. He made great contributions to Konoha in World War II and World War III, and he was called 'Konoha White Fang '. But later, because he chose to give up the mission in order to save the lives of his companions during the execution of the mission, which caused the loss of the village, he was blamed by the people in the village. Even the companions he saved blamed him in turn, saying that he would rather be honored sacrifice, and I don’t want to be stained with such a stain by him. The decision of the village’s senior management is to dismiss him from all positions and ask him to stay in the village to reflect.”

Nara Shikamaru looked at the mottled light path falling from the shade of the trees, "He killed himself with the famous sword Bai Fang one night, and was discovered by Kakashi Hatake who was only five or six years old at the time. After his funeral, Hatake Kakashi graduated early, went to the battlefield, and became the first Konoha ninja to be promoted to Jonin."

"He has been on the battlefield, worked as Anbu, and in the end, like Asma who ran away from home to become a guardian ninja when he was young, he was assigned to be the nanny of the newly promoted ninja. What do you think of him?"

"What does this have to do with our Uchiha matter?!" Uchiha Sasuke was impatient to listen to Hatake Kakashi's past secrets at this moment.

"Maybe it has something to do with it, or maybe it doesn't. It's just because my dad mentioned that when he talked about these things with me, he was very similar to you when he was a child. Yes, the personality of super stinky fart is the most similar, so I thought of it."

"You guy..."

"I'm sorry, Sasuke, I'm sorry, I can't do it, I'm almost 13 years old now, but I can't do it, 13 years old is really a damn kid!"

Uchiha Sasuke stared in amazement at Nara Shikamaru, who was suddenly excited, turned over and knelt down, and grabbed his hand firmly, "Write to Mr. Polaris, Sasuke, he will tell you everything, just write on the envelope Just write the words Polaris and post it to the mailbox, please, I beg you, you can ask him, just say that I asked you to ask, he must... definitely..."

Uchiha Sasuke frowned and stared at Nara Shikamaru. He wanted to withdraw his hand, but an inexplicable emotion stopped him, which was the emotion he abandoned after the genocide incident.

He observed Nara Shikamaru's expression and savored the hidden meaning in the other party's words. He suddenly realized that what was buried in Nara Shikamaru's heart must be a very important thing.

No, it should be... something that will lead to serious consequences once it is said.

Something related to the extermination of the Uchiha clan.

something about him.

... Polaris.

Sasuke Uchiha had a lot of thoughts in his heart, but he managed to maintain his indifference on his face, without revealing any shock in his tone.

"I can do this, but if you let me know that you are tricking me, you can go to jail for the crime of collaborating with the enemy... Nara Shikamaru."

The bright red iris is just like the blood that stained the Uchiha clan that night.

Uchiha Sasuke stood up and wanted to leave, but after he walked a few steps, the faint voice of the young man leaning on the tree trunk like a boneless person behind him came softly, like a feather that had been separated from the bird's body.

"Why don't you use Sharingan?"

Uchiha Sasuke looked back, the blood in his eyes was thick, but the red was thorough, gorgeous and bright.

It was as red as the sparks in Nara Shikahisa's fingers that night, the sparks that were wiped out by Nara Shikahisa.

The Sharingan boy looked back, without saying a word, and left this vibrant place in silence.

Nara Shikamaru was thrown here, looking at the light spot, listening to the peaceful sound of the breeze blowing the leaves.

He loathed this silence so much, just as he loathed himself so much.

One day and one night later, Uchiha Sasuke received a reply from Polaris.

Not long after the reply letter appeared on him, Uchiha Sasuke received the news that Hatake Kakashi was going to gather.

He could only rush to the meeting place first, and then found that Hatake Kakashi was late again.

In the meatball shop, the sight of the slim young man in a red cloud robe with a black background fell outside the shop.

Outside the shop, wearing the traditional costumes of the Uchiha clan, wearing a Konoha forehead protector with bandages on his head, the boy with fried hair put one hand in his pocket, looking absent-mindedly waiting for someone.

A small orange paper corner was exposed in the narrow gap between the hand in the pocket of the fried-haired boy and his trousers.

The ethereal bell sound is like the last trace of coolness in a boiling oil pan.

Uchiha Sasuke turned his head to look as if feeling something, and saw an empty table with an empty saucer on it, and a teacup next to the saucer, the tea in the cup continued to emit heat, rising faintly, like incense for offering sacrifices.

"Good day.

Shikamaru-kun, I am very happy with my teacher now, thank you and your teacher.

There is more happiness than having a dream is having it come true.

Both Fengwen and I wanted to stay with the teacher, but the objective situation did not allow it. After discussion, I managed to stay.Fengwen will stay for the time being, and leave after he decides what to do in the future.

Even if he didn't think about it for a long time, I can understand.

I am very happy now, and I hope you will be as happy as I am.

The teacher is preparing how to teach me, but I feel that as long as I can be by the teacher's side and look at the teacher, I will get the best teaching.

The teacher said that this is because words and deeds are not as intuitive as teaching by example, and subtle influence is a very powerful thing.

I originally wanted to tell you about the Nine-Tails Jinchuriki Uzumaki Naruto. The teacher said that Bugarati also paid attention to Uzumaki Naruto. He was a teacher who was so dazzling that his mission was to give hope to others. A man of hope.

That's a very high compliment and I'm even more interested in him.

But the teacher said that he is a respectable person, but there is no need to learn from him.

Uzumaki Naruto walks on the road to the narrow gate, which is respectable, but people cannot learn from him.

The teacher did not let me learn from him. The teacher said that he hoped that I could obtain simple happiness. The secret of life is to maintain a happy mood.

I still can't understand why, but I believe that the teacher can lead me to happiness - which is a happiness that I can't imagine, because I am happy enough now, but the teacher says that I am still suffering.

I don't know what happiness is in the teacher's eyes, but I think it should be something higher and unattainable than the North Star.

The North Star is right here with me right now, talking to me about a wonderful life that I can't even imagine, or even comprehend.

By the way, the teacher asked me to paraphrase two sentences:

"You can think of me, I feel very honored and very happy, that is not your burden, you don't have to bear it."

"Please rest assured."

I found that the teacher has stationery in many colors. I told the teacher about Lulin, a young deer cub. The teacher gave me a stack of green stationery, which is the color of this one. I think this color is very beautiful. I think of you.

I originally wanted to attach a piece of red letter paper with the letter and give it to you to return to me, but the teacher said that the red letter paper has a special meaning and can only be used on special occasions, so I had to give up.

The teacher said that next time I will order crimson letter paper, and we can use it for correspondence.

I wish you all the best in life.

looking forward to your reply.

- I love Luo"