dark color

dawn.

Although the child had tried his best to lighten his movements, Orochimaru still woke up from a light sleep.Outside the slightly lifted tent came the unique smell of early morning air, with the unique aroma of green grass in the coolness.

"Teacher Orochimaru, did you wake up?"

The blond child said in a low voice with an apologetic expression on his face.Then he rubbed his eyes, showing a slightly sleepy smile.

Sure enough, he didn't sleep all night?Opening his eyes expressionlessly, he saw a pair of slightly bloodshot blue pupils.In terms of honesty and kindness, this child is really different from his master. If it was Jiraiya, he would have hid somewhere and fell asleep.

The sudden increase in temperature around him made him turn his head away, a handful of blond hair was exposed outside, and the person under the quilt was still wriggling and trying to stick it on, the body that stayed outside all night gave off a slight chill .

Orochimaru was stunned for a while before realizing what it was, pulled out his arm forcefully, and then brought out a little rascal who was just called "honest and honest".

The child almost entangled his limbs, closed his eyes, and there was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, "Ms. Orochimaru, it's so warm..."

The black-haired man's gaze became colder and colder, but this sharp blade-like gaze to others did not have the slightest effect on a kid who had long been used to it.

"Come down."

There was a murderous cold voice.

"Don't... Teacher Orochimaru, don't disturb my sleep... I'm so sleepy..."

Yawning, Feng Fengjie rubbed the things he was holding, closed his eyes without pain, and fell into a deep sleep after a while.

Orochimaru was silent, hearing someone's steady and long breathing, hesitated for a while, and finally did not pull out his arm.He stared at someone's sweet smile, but recalled the dark and sweet dream just now.

"Mom, mom, sleep with me today!"

"Such a big person still wants to sleep with his mother."

The woman with a gentle smile nodded the girl's forehead, "Then, just this time!"

Hehe, anyway, you will say that next time, the girl thought cunningly, showing a lovable smile, "Because mom is very warm, mom is the best!"

The middle-aged man on the side was crying, "It's like this in winter...it's so unfair."

The girl and her mother looked at each other with a smile, and then said triumphantly, "Dad, you can't take me over. Who told me that I am my mother's precious daughter, haha."

The so-called... "eternal memory"?The black-haired man sneered slightly in the morning breeze, but his eyes were extremely cold and contemptuous, as if the slight softness that passed just now was just an illusion of people, just like the thin ice surface on the lake in early spring, just a light poke Fragmented without a trace.

He no longer looked at the child who was still smiling in his sleep, and with a slight movement of his fingers, what appeared in the child's arms was just a log for the substitute technique.

The blond-haired child was sleeping soundly, but the black-haired man had long since disappeared.The tent became empty again, and it seemed that even the air had become cold.

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When the two returned to the village, it was just in time for the annual festival where people came and went, so it seemed extraordinarily grand and joyful.

People dressed in brightly colored clothes walked on the streets in twos and threes, with peaceful smiles on their faces.

The Second Ninja World War hadn't started yet, even if it was just a moment of peace, they could show such happy expressions.

As a child, Feng Feng Jia Ren was naturally very happy, he ran away with a cheer, and when he came back, he had two more bathrobes in his hand.

"Teacher Orochimaru! Teacher Orochimaru, look!"

He held up the thing in his hand as if offering a treasure, and smiled so hard that he couldn't see his teeth, "It was given to me by the third generation of adults. He also said that you must wear it too, Sensei, and participate in the festival with me! This is the task issued by Hokage." !"

The black-haired man raised his head helplessly when he heard the words, and saw a man in a Hokage robe smiling at them in the distance.The pipe he was smoking flickered, met his gaze and waved his hand.

Boring old man.Although he wanted to say that, his cold gaze gradually softened, and he stared helplessly at the kid who was looking at him expectantly, and said coldly, "Since it is Hokage's order..."

"Long live!"

His words were interrupted by a smug brat, who excitedly stuffed one of the bathrobes into his hands, turned around and ran away, "Mr. Oshemaru, wait for me here after changing your clothes! Be sure Wait, I'll be right back!"

At this time, this disciple of the "Three Ninjas" was already a genius of the Chunin at the age of ten, but he was just an ordinary ten-year-old kid.

Orochimaru's expression loosened slightly, and the corners of his mouth curved upwards seemed to be a smile, but he seemed to think of something, and finally his eyes turned cold a little bit, and the corners of his mouth became straight again.He was holding that bathrobe, but he didn't even look at it. There seemed to be nothingness in the cold golden eyes, and no figure could be reflected.

Turn around and leave.

The crowd began to stir slightly, and everyone smiled and raised their heads, looking at the flowers blooming in the dark night sky.

The extremely brilliant, extremely gorgeous flowers bloomed in the air with extreme beauty, and then shattered into dots of streamer of light in an instant... falling, falling, and then even the last bit of light disappeared.

People admired their beauty, and each other's expressions softened in the flickering light.Parents are pulling their children, teenagers are leading girls, and children are chasing and fighting with each other, with pure satisfaction on their faces.

The black-haired man was leaning against the tree, staring at the starry sky indifferently through the cracks in the tree. His bluish-gray bathrobe was slightly opened, revealing a small piece of fair chest.

Just standing there, he is already the ultimate scenery.

The boring waiting made his breath even colder. Although he was only a step away from the bustling pedestrians, there seemed to be something invisible that divided this night into two distinct worlds, like a layer of water curtain. It's like a thin layer of glass, but the people inside can never leave, they can only stand quietly aside, looking at all the people with alienated and strange eyes.Those laughter and happiness do not belong to him.

"Orochimaru……"

The black-haired man turned his head slightly, then stood there in a daze.

It wasn't a dream, he knew it, he was sober at this moment, but it wasn't real either, because those two people, his father and mother... shouldn't remember him, shouldn't know this name, and shouldn't appear in this world .

However, even so...

It was only a one in ten thousand possibility, which gave him the courage to touch everything.Even against the whole world, he...

The blond child stood there blankly, spilling the things in his hands all over the floor.

The takoyaki that was still in his mouth just now fell to the ground with a "smack", which didn't make him look away even for a second.

Under the cold moonlight, the man was wearing a blue-gray bathrobe, as if all the moonlight was pouring on him alone. Under the mottled light and shadow, the man's slightly upturned profile even seemed unreal.

He seems to have broken into the ultimate stillness from the extreme movement, and all the noise seems to disappear from this world in an instant.The hustle and bustle just now was like a illusory phantom, and the cheeks that were flushed with excitement also gradually cooled in the cold moonlight.

He just stared at the man, unable to look away.

The cold man stretched out his hand slightly, as gently and gently as if he wanted to touch something placed in his soul.At that moment, Bo Feng Jieren seemed to see another Orochimaru, another, completely different teacher Orochimaru who he had been suppressing all this time.His expression seemed to have softened, like a feather.

Then, his hands paused, and he revealed a faint smile that seemed like a dream.

All the people in the wind clenched the clothes on their chests, and their breathing was rapid due to the extreme tension.He even took two steps back, a little dazed.

Such a teacher Oshemaru has never been seen before.

The subsequent festivals naturally broke up unhappy.Orochimaru's nature made him never like such a lively scene, but today he also seemed extraordinarily silent and cold.

The child walking beside him could even feel a slight murderous intent leaking from that person's body, but it also carried the deepest despair and resentment.

Uncharacteristically, Bo Feng did not speak, and the two of them walked silently in this lively atmosphere, but they felt more and more out of place.

'Through the mirror, there will be no next time. 'The man closed his eyes, as if he wanted to suppress all his emotions in his heart.The long knife that was always on his body vibrated slightly and made a faint sound.

'Is that so, that's what you thought... would you fulfill my wish? ''But, don't you know,' he raised the corners of his lips, revealing his first smile tonight, but there was no trace of a smile in his eyes, leaving only large expanses of blankness and silence,'compared to the ethereal Is the dream, the false reality more cruel? ''Next time, even if it is you, I will never forgive you! '