[Comprehensive Hokage] The seventh class of the cottage

cold game

Today's weather was very cold and dark, Sasuke looked at the girl blocking his way coldly, with a faint displeasure in his eyes.

"U, Uchiha-san...well, can we be together today...well, can we have a meal..."

Sasuke just paused for a moment, then walked past her without looking sideways.

The sky didn't know if it was deliberately mocking the girl, and the white snow drifted slowly.

The pedestrian lowered his head, tucked his neck into his collar, and walked in a hurry, looking a little embarrassed under the snow that was falling more and more.

Only that man walked fast, but calmly, with both hands in the pockets of the windbreaker, and his eyes were more indifferent than the heavy snow. Compared with those pedestrians, he was as elegant as a painting.

The cold wind blew people's clothes, trying to turn into sharp knives and pierce into their skin.

The girl just watched his back lost in the snow, unable to reach out her hand to keep him.

Walking through one street after another, passing one street lamp after another, he stood in front of a door with the air-conditioning sweeping through his body, stretched out his cold knuckles, and knocked with a muffled sound.

"Sasuke?"

Naruto, who was wearing pajamas, seemed to have just taken a shower, and the lemon-scented heat rushed towards his face, Sasuke narrowed his eyes slightly.

The warm yellow light in the room shone on this man, just looking at it, his cold heart seemed to be warmer.

"Naruto..." Compared with Naruto's soft, always smiling voice, he was a little blunt, like the movement of snowflakes falling on steel.

"Why did you come here?" Naruto let the cold Sasuke enter the room sideways, and complained, "Didn't Mr. Kakashi say yesterday that it's going to snow heavily today? It's better not to come out. You're like this again, a little bit." Not obedient, Ah Ying stayed at home obediently today, look at you, you are covered in air-conditioning, the system is cold, you..."

Seeing that he was talking more and more, Sasuke pursed his lips, pretending to be pitiful and said, "Naruto, I'm cold."

"You...Okay, you go take a bath and warm yourself up. I'll go and see what else I can cook. Drink milk or cocoa?"

"Lemon tea, warm."

"Go, the clothes are here, remember to change."

As soon as Sasuke entered the bathroom, there was still fog in it. Sasuke relaxed his nerves a little and leaned against the door.

He closed his eyes and opened them again, no matter how many times he repeated them, the haze inside did not dissipate.

He had a dream.

There is no Naruto, no Sakura, or even Kakashi-sensei in the dream, only people who can’t see the facial features twist their bodies, those with eyes have no nose and mouth, and those with mouths have no eyes and nose, in short, one is missing, those people Wearing his familiar white coat, he lined up on another one-way street.

He stood on the other side, watching them go forward.

There was always a voice in his heart telling him that you should also go that way instead of this way.

The white space is only divided into two one-way streets.

He's alone here, and those people are on the other side.

They walked slowly, he watched for a while, and wanted to move forward, but the voice in his heart became more and more sharp, screaming to go that way, not this way.

He didn't care, just raised his feet, those people opposite had eyes staring at him, and those with mouths whispered to him: "You shouldn't be there, come here quickly."

He woke up, but with only the dark sky and cold air, the empty house and the muffled ticking of the clock for company.

For no reason, he wanted to meet Naruto.

At six thirty in the morning, Naruto should be up.

It was rare for the hypotensive devil to wake up quietly.

But quiet is a little abnormal.

Then he came.

When I saw Naruto, I felt a little dissatisfied in my heart, as if I was longing for something.

Sasuke lowered his head, the shadow of his bangs covered his eyes, and the light couldn't see through. He thought for a while, and slowly raised the corners of his mouth, as if he knew what he wanted...

Half an hour later, Naruto put the brewed lemon tea on the table, just as Sasuke came out.

He didn't say a word, took a sip of lemon tea, and stared at Naruto with a pair of black eyes.

"Naruto."

"what?"

"I.want.to.you.