With you by my side, I forgot to breathe

I started to peel the apples.

He watched me peel the apples.

"You seem to be hurt," he said. "Are you okay?"

"It doesn't matter to me." Compared with the hurt on the body, what is it compared to the injury in the heart?

Date: 2007-3-321 28:[-]

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He looked at the woman peeling an apple.

Her graceful expression was completely different from the tearful woman yesterday, as if she was a different person.

of.

However, those two kinds of her gave him the same feeling.

Familiar feeling.

That sense of familiarity is not just visual.

It is the kind of kind feeling born from the heart.

That little blond guy said that.

Is it true?

Because now……

I also like her very much.

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I looked at his fair, thin face.

Without the cover of a mask, it looks so natural, so easy to get close to.

However, I was not in his memory.

"Is it delicious?" I asked him in the most natural tone possible.

"Ah."

For the first time, feed him like this.

"Miss Drift Ice...isn't it?" he said. "I can eat it myself."

My heart trembled again.

"Kakashi, don't call me that. I'm not used to it. Call me Yu."

"Oh, Xiaoyu..."

I smiled.

At that moment, I seemed to see the old him again.Date: 2007-3-321:31

In this way, every day, I have to see him, until the nurse drove me back to my room.

Every day, we just chat and sometimes I feed him.

Sometimes, I will run into Sakura, Naruto and the others.

Sometimes, I also run into other Jnin who visit Kakashi.

Red, Asma, and Kai, the Jnin, all knew what happened.

They all reassured me that it would be fine.

can you?

I do not know.

I dare not guess.

The days passed like this.

Kakashi is also recovering day by day.

The few times I went, I saw him standing in front of the window, looking at the scenery.

Every time, he was forced by me to go back to bed and lie down.

We gradually became "familiar" again.

I feel that it is very tiring to let someone know yourself again.

Before I knew it, half a month had passed.

I was discharged a day before him.

I am so happy.

Because I want to have a chance to go back to his house first, clean up and tidy up.

That day, Tsunade finally said to let Kakashi go home.

I will pick him up.Date: 2007-3-321:34

"Oh, it's so boring after lying down for so many days." He said. "It's finally time to come out."

"Oh, yes." I echoed absently.

I remembered what Tsunade said, whether his memory can be restored depends on the past few days.If you miss it, just

Memories may never be recovered.

On the way home, I passed the bookstore.

I suddenly had an idea and said, "Wait!"

I went into the bookstore and bought the entire "Intimate" series.

This is probably the only time in my life that I encourage him to read this kind of book.

I would have liked to take this opportunity to see what the Intimate series was all about.

But I didn't.

Take it as respecting his previous instructions.

Since he didn't let me watch it before, he has no reason to let me watch it now.

(Popular: It's not a will...profusely~)

The store owner looked at me as I walked out strangely.

"Here, you used to read this book every day." I held the stack of books for him.

"Huh?! I used to like reading this!" He casually opened a book.

"It's not 'like', it's 'obsession'." I rolled my eyes.

"I don't seem to be that kind of person," he said.

"I know better than you what kind of person you are now."

"Hehe, how could it be?"

"Don't argue with me!" I couldn't help getting anxious with him.

This feeling... like the feeling of arguing with him before...

So familiar.

However, his memory is still blank, as can be seen from the puzzlement and doubt in his eyes.

But now he read the book without taking his eyes off it.

I sigh.

It seems that some things, no matter how a person loses his memory, will not change.Date: 2007-3-321:43

Listen, do you still want to watch it? . . ?

Date: 2007-3-400 46:[-]

"Let's not go back now." He said suddenly. "Take me around, okay?"

"what?"

There is a longing in his eyes, "I want to know, everything here."

I laughed.

You should know.

This is your home.

At this time, we came to four huge stone statues.

"Let's start here." I said. "Let's start with the founder of this village."

"it is good."

So, I re-tell him all the stories he told me before.

The first generation of Hokage, the second generation, the third generation, the fourth generation, the current Hokage Tsunade...

I told him one by one.

Sitting on the grass in front of that monument, I told Obito and his story.

Although sad, but I know that he will never forget the name Obito.

I hesitated for a while, but in the end I didn't mention the part where he blamed himself deeply for Obito's death.I do not want

Let him remember this and don't want him to suffer.

I talked about his opponent Kai, what a hot-blooded ninja he is.

I talked about his many friends in Konoha Village.

I talked about what kind of person he was. "You're always late because you've lost your way in life

Yes, or helping an old woman cross the road or something.Do you like to read the "Intimate" series, it's like a book

Don't let go.You like to stand alone in front of the monument, mourning your comrades silently.you like to touch naruto them

head, comfort them.Although it may not be obvious, you are a very, very nice person. "Date: 2007-3-410 02:[-]

hehe, is anyone there?I continued to post. . .Date: 2007-3-410:05

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Has any of this ever happened in your life?he thinks.

They watched the sun disappear from behind the mountain little by little.

"Sorry, I still can't remember," he said.

"It's okay, you will remember it slowly."

"Tell me about you," he said to her. "You don't seem to have said anything about you."

She looked tired, eyes slightly open, her head resting on his arm.

"Hey, this is not good..."

She didn't speak, she put her head on his chest and hugged him.

He suddenly had a feeling that the same thing had happened in this same place before.

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After walking all over Muye Village and talking about everything I could think of, I took him and went home.

The setting sun stretched our shadows very long.

A thought popped into my head: if his memory never came back, he couldn't remember

If you bring the soil, you will not live in deep self-blame.

But if that's the case, he won't remember you.Another voice rang in my head.

I know!I do not care!

do you really not careThat jealous voice seemed to be mocking me.

I do not care! ! !As long as he lives happily, what does it matter if he remembers me or not?

but……

My heart is still selfish after all.

I still want him to recover his memory.

I want myself to have an eternal presence in his memory.Date: 2007-3-410 11:[-]

The sofa, bench, and floor are all taken by Xiaodie~~wow~~

Date: 2007-3-410 16:[-]

Outside the window of Kakashi's house, the wind is clear and the moon is bright, and it is even more quiet.

After taking a shower, I sat cross-legged on the tatami mat, thinking about various things.

For example, when will Orochimaru appear next time, Tsunade's future plans for this matter, and Konoha's safety...

However, what I miss the most is Kakashi.

At this time, he came out of the shower and saw me sitting casually on the bed wearing thin pajamas.

"Oh...you're here." I looked at his unmasked face. "Why is your face so red?"

"Ah? Is there any?"

"Could it be a fever?" I asked, standing up, telling him to sit down on the bed, and testing him with my forehead.

temperature. "It's not burning."

"No..." He blushed even more, and gently pushed me away. "This... doesn't seem to be good..."

I froze for a moment, then laughed, "You were not like this before..." Date: 2007-3-410:21

"Huh? What was I like before?" He looked confused.

"Very bad."

"Huh?" He was still confused.

"It should be... heroic, suave, and daring..."

"what?!"

I looked at his innocence, and thought that he was so cute to the extreme, that I couldn't help laughing.

"Hahaha,