Hua Yanye with card

prelude

When I was young, I tossed half my life because of a love.

No one loves, no one takes care of, only the back in a hurry.

He envies that children of the same age are loved and have a real home.

After all, he still couldn't escape the cruelty of reality, he succumbed, and lived in reality.

zero years old.

He——appeared in their lives. He was just born without a name.

They didn't know each other, he didn't know them, and they didn't know him.

A cruel and merciless massacre completely rewritten their fate.

He came to his home, and he completely fell himself into his life.

He tried hard to get close to him, and he tried his best to attract his attention.

But his he walked faster and faster, he tried to speed up his pace to keep up

Even if he was rejected and hurt, he still flew into the flames without hesitation, and he still followed foolishly and refused to stop.

Because his heart has collected his smile.

Three years old.

The other said to him, "You play with me, I won't hurt you."

He always smiles sunny and bright, warm and hot like the sun, and the climax is chasing waves.

"Kakashi, do you like him?"

"Yes," the silver-haired child replied without hesitation, his starry eyes captured the aura of the world.

Five years old.

He left, and there was a reflection of a person in his eyes from the beginning to the end.

The boy turned and looked back at them and smiled.

Two black-haired teenagers, one dark blue and one dark purple.

In a bloodthirsty genocide, he was seriously injured trying to save him.

He gave him his eyes instead.

He followed the purple-clothed boy away, and he promised him his life that had already fallen.

He said he liked him, and he responded silently.

15 is old.

He surrendered his body and soul to him, and he bet his life's happiness.

Happiness was fleeting, but the bad news rang the bell in his heart.

His grandpa passed away, and he cried.

After taking over the underworld, he has all the elegance and cruelty, and with the snap of his fingers, life and death are just the same.

He couldn't imagine how small he was.

So small that even a speck of dust can have its own weight.

I'm so small that I'm right in front of you, and you don't even give me a single glance.

He exerted all his energy, trying to annoy him and do things he didn't like, just to look back once.

Maybe the back view he left behind will only be ignored.

17 is old.

"Kakashi, you have a face that bullies the world." Obito said.

He smiled a small, undisguised smugness.

He's important to Obito, and he knows it.

But he went to another him, and he knew that, to piss him off, it was the best way.

In the past days, whether it was on the other side of happiness or at the end of pain, he didn't want to get to the bottom of it.

The years that passed away in a hurry, he only knew that he still loved him, and he would not regret it in this life.

All love songs are overshadowed.

Like a young man who has just entered the world, he is burdened with a dream that has been poured in his childhood for many years. When he wakes up from the dream, the gorgeous world instantly decays, and there is no more fragrance of flowers, no more beauty.

A red bean flower by the window withered secretly.

———Remembrance of my lost love.