My Hidden Road

It once caused ripples in a pool of stagnant water in Naoto's heart, bringing some changes to Naoto's boring life, but the ripples are ripples in the end, and they will disappear as time passes.

Qianxia is very sad, and years of persistence and pursuit have turned into a bubble. It seems like a lifetime without seeing it for a day. Moreover, it is not only a few years since it has not been seen. People do not only live in memory, but will flow and change with time. Even if a few wrinkles are added to their eyes and a few beards grow on their smooth chin, this is the change.

A straight man who is used to loneliness returns to loneliness, just like the raindrops gathered in the sky will eventually return to the earth and soak everything.

"How did you become like this? You were obviously very gentle before?"

Naoto laughed at himself: "When? When was that, ten years ago?

Maybe I had a lot of patience at that time, but now I have no more. I have been wiped out with the passage of time. People! Not only in my memory, you should grow up."

Stranger's face seemed to be covered with a piece of white paper, making it impossible to see his face clearly. The young man in Qianxia's memory gradually disappeared and turned into a young man with a piece of white paper on his face. This person was very strange.

Even though the belief that was not lost during the rigorous training at the roots collapsed, Qianxia wanted to remember him when she met as a child, but that person was gradually drifting away.

It turns out that they are senior spies from the roots. No matter who comes out of that abyss, they will become like a senior spies from the roots. They are all tools to abandon their feelings, have no personal consciousness, and numbly follow Lord Danzang's orders.

Qianxia sucked her nose and wiped away her tears: "I like you, but you don't seem to be him."

“Hahaha~~~”

Naoto laughed unrestrainedly: "The last girl who said this to me was killed by me with my own hands, and her body was gone, and she......"

In an instant, he stopped talking, suddenly thought of something, and reached out to pinch Qianxia's mouth.

"Put your tongue out, hurry!"

When faced with a sudden threat, Qianxia instinctively shut her mouth because there was a curse seal on the root of her tongue, the art of dying the root of the tongue from the root of Konoha.

"Why?"

A sharp look rose on Naoto's face: "I always feel that you have some problems. No one in this village dares to talk to me, and your appearance is too clever. You are not the little girl back then, you are Konoha's spy, right?"

"No, let go!" Qianxia slapped his hands straight, and tears appeared in the corners of his eyes again.

"Speak again and stick your tongue out!"

"Aren't you a spy too?"

Naoto's hand was released, and Chiaki fell on the floor and covered her chest and coughed. When she looked up, she saw Naoto standing aside with her hands in her chest, her eyes full of murderous intent, without any mercy.

"You know, when?"

Qianxia said in a panic: "What do you want to do? Do you want to kill me?"

"Do you want to treat you to tea?"

"Are you really going to kill me?"

"Point your tongue out!"

Qianxia's face was ashes. He thought he was dead. He was no longer the boy he used to be. None of the spies who came out of the roots had feelings for him.

"I don't want to do this, sorry!"

Suddenly, Qianxia pulled out the long sword that had just been given to him by the person, and then sent it into his abdomen regardless of everything. The warm blood flowed down the blade and flowed into Qianxia's hands, warm and sticky.

Qianxia closed her eyes and trembled her whole body and pulled out the long knife. Blood splattered on her face, just like what she had received at the root training. Killing people, ending a person's life without any emotion. At this moment, Qianxia's face was like frost, and the last trace of connection with the world was cut off.

"I'm really her, and you're not you."

Slowly, Qianxia opened her eyes, but saw the blood standing in Naoto's chest soaking her clothes. A cold light suddenly rose and she fell into a pool of blood.

Qianxia, ​​who was lying in a pool of blood, watched Naoto come with a knife. He clearly stabbed his important organ, why didn't he die? However, dying in his hands is also a good choice, he saved his own.

Qianxia murmured, "Mom, that person is not him."

Squat down, straight man pinched her chin, and put his fingers into her mouth rudely. There was indeed a spell seal on the root of the tongue, the art of the sperm at the root of the kou leaf!

"You are not wronged to die. Who told you to be their spy and know my identity? Have you told other people about the information?"

Qianxia turned around and smiled at Naoto and shook her head. Her eyes were full of gentleness. She finally found him, but he fell into a deeper abyss than herself.

"I forgot to say something to you, thank you for saving me from that time. But I am still so useless, neither lovely nor likable, but this time I will say thank you, thank you."

"you······"

Naoto still remembers what he said when he drove her away. The long knife in his hand fell to the ground. Naoto opened his mouth but didn't know what to say. He squeezed his hands tightly and let go and was at a loss.

Seeing that life was about to reach its end, Naoto finally took out the medical box to treat her. For some reason, perhaps Naoto saw her still young face and the satisfied smiling face.

Look, how young she is. This world has never given her a beautiful childhood, and will not give her a beautiful future in the future.

Tear her blood-soaked top, Naoto took out a cotton ball and alcohol to disinfect it, but the wound was not deep. Unlocked her top, Naoto saw her like this for the first time. Last time I saw her scars were only a small part, and there were scars on the front and back of her chest.

"No need to look at it, it's all old wounds." Qianxia comforted with a pale face.

"I should have killed you."

"I hope you didn't save me back then."

When Naoto heard this, his arm trembled and alcohol was sprinkled on the wound.

"Hmm~~~" Qianxia took a breath of cold breath and frowned tightly, then she sprinkled medicinal powder and tied her gauze.

Qianxia leaned against the sofa and felt bitter in her heart: "You are not that him, why do you want to kill me and kill me? If you kill me and then save me, why?"

The straight man sitting cross-legged on the ground was holding a long knife in his hand, and his thumb kept pushing the blade, constantly thinking about whether he should kill her. At least she was not ruthless when she killed herself, and she was also a spy at the root, knowing her identity.

"Don't let me see you in the future, otherwise I will really kill you."

Qianxia smiled miserably and said, "Sorry, I won't be struggling to find you anymore. He is already dead. As expected, he only lives in my memory. Can you kiss me?"

"cannot."

"You are so boring. If he saw me so cute, he would definitely kiss me hard."

The blade half pushed out by her thumb fell down and put it in the scabbard, and Shin-shou got up and put it back in the medicine box. She only lived in the memory of her past, and in one sentence it was hyper-delusional!

In Qianxia's memory, she was helping refugees everywhere, rescuing villagers imprisoned by the evil gods, and saving her in front of everyone, and holding her to comfort her at night. But Naoto knew that he was not such a person. For some reason, perhaps, it is not now.

She fantasized that she met after she grew up, found her own, and was favored and loved by her, so she was so arrogant and unreasonable. She was just a poor person, a girl living in her memory, and a fantasizing about her own hero.

Human! Not just living in memory.