"Bang la-" Ling Feng put water to wash the cabbage, and put the noodles that had already been made aside.

"Orochimaru, help me get the panel, and dig up another bowl of flour!" Ling Feng unceremoniously called Orochimaru.

This guy has come to the house for the New Year, how can he eat without working ╮(•́ω•̀)╭

The panel was easy to find, and Orochimaru said, "Where's your flour?"

"In the cupboard on the east side - forget it, I'll come, you come and wash the vegetables, and after washing the vegetables, you have to chop them up, and then you will make cabbage stuffed dumplings. Ling Feng dried his hands and went to get the flour.

Orochimaru nodded in response.

Ling Feng was about to roll out the dumpling wrappers there, when he heard Orochimaru say, "The vegetables are chopped." Do you need meat?"

"The meat I have already bought in the refrigerator...... Hey, put that snake away of you!(╯"□′)╯(┴─┴Are you going to poison me!?)" Ling Feng turned around and saw Orochimaru pressing a purple snake on the cutting board, and the kitchen knife against the snake's head.

"You ...... eat snake meat" Ling Feng was speechless and choked (no), "Won't you hurt yourself?"

Orochimaru put the snake away, "Why does it hurt?" I think I can taste it, the snake meat is said to taste good—but since you don't eat it, forget it." ”

Ling Feng didn't know what to say, and after a pause, he pointed to the refrigerator: "...... The meat is inside, you can take it out and use it. ”

Orochimaru: "Oh. ”

After Ling Feng rolled out the dumpling skin, the filling of the big snake pill was also adjusted. Ling Feng didn't raise his head and asked, "Do you know how to make dumplings?" ”

They put their things on the wooden table, and each of them started to sit and make dumplings. It's boring to wrap up like this, Ling Feng thought it might as well chat, so he spoke: "Speaking of which, why aren't you dead?"

Although this is not like the beginning of a friendly chat, Ling Feng really doesn't know what to talk about, so it is better to understand the enemy situation.

"No, I'm dead. Orochimaru looked at Ling Feng's look of 'who is sitting in front of me if you are dead', and added, "I'm from another world—I got a note and told me to enjoy the last day in another time and space. ”

Ling Feng: "......" sounds fake—but it seems to make sense. After all, I often wear it myself - in the past, when Kong Chen hadn't revealed his identity and broken with himself.

"Then you want me to celebrate the New Year...... Do you know me?" Ling Feng smiled. There is definitely no self in the other world, unlike the people in the original Hokage, who live differently in the parallel world, and only live here.

Unexpectedly, Orochimaru's eyes lowered and he replied, "...... Know. ”

Ling Feng was stunned for a moment, and asked with interest: "Then what do I look like in your world?"

"......" Orochimaru was silent for a long time, "I didn't have a good impression of him at first, and I didn't want to have a new guardian, it was arranged by three generations at that time. He ...... to me Very good. Usually hanging, but surprisingly attentive - at least he took me through a ...... Happy childhood. ”

Ling Feng blinked: "Me in another world is your ——?"

“…… Father. ”

"Ahem, ahem, ahem——!" Ling Feng almost choked to death with his own saliva when he heard this. Do you want to be so scary?!

"He was an ordinary man, my adoptive father. He always wanted me to call him father, but in the end—it didn't happen. Orochimaru's gaze was filled with memories and other complex emotions, and he looked at Ling Feng as if he had seen another person.

"Oh, that's right. Ling Feng didn't know what to say, "It's a pity, you—uh—mourning?"

The dumplings were wrapped, Ling Feng picked up the dumplings and went to the pot, and Orochimaru was still sitting there.

Orochimaru unconsciously pocketed and touched a new note. He snapped his fingers, got up and left the kitchen and went to the living room before taking out the note.

[Don't be stupid, there is only one him in the world. 】

What does that mean? Orochimaru was rarely stunned.

The handwriting on the note was magically twisted and transformed into a new sentence: "He doesn't have that memory, but he is someone you know. 】

The note was crumpled by Orochimaru's pinched folds.

[Hehe, are you happy? At least you met again at the end?]

[Heh, though, if he remembers, he won't forgive you.] 】

Who are you. Orochimaru's long, narrow golden eyes narrowed into a slit.

It doesn't matter who I am, you don't know anyway - but it doesn't hurt to tell you. 】

[You can call me-]

[Empty morning.] ^_^】

The note went blank again, like a normal white note. Orochimaru was still standing in place. He clutched the note with all his might, his nails digging into his flesh.

"Orochimaru, come and get dumplings! I'm going to pound garlic!" Ling Feng poked his head out of the kitchen, "What are you doing standing there stupidly? Come here to work, you can't eat if you don't work!"

Orochimaru's obscure eyes stared at Ling Feng deeply before slowly walking over: "...... Here it comes. ”

That look was scary, I didn't say anything. I can't call it yet. Ling Feng was startled, he touched his nose and retracted.

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Dinner was quite pleasant, but it was quieter. The whole process of Orochimaru is completely off-line, and he looks like he is out of the world. Ling Feng stuffed a mouthful of dumplings, and pulled a few hairs that were dripping on the side.

"Silly dog Maomao, just know how to eat, eat, don't get saliva on the floor. Ling Feng patted Mao Mao with an uncompromising face, but he retracted his strength when he dropped his hand.

After eating dumplings, there is actually a Chinese New Year's Eve supper - mustard noodles. Ling Feng was a little frightened by Orochimaru's glance before, and then he remembered that the other party was a villain boss, and he didn't dare to ask him to work again. However, Orochimaru took the initiative to get up and clean up the dishes and chopsticks this time and went to wash the dishes.

"......" Ling Feng caught a glimpse of Orochimaru washing the dishes in deep thought, and began to make noodles himself.

It didn't take long this time, Ling Feng fished out the noodles, and Orochimaru finished washing the dishes.

They didn't say anything to each other, but they tacitly climbed to the roof together. The two of them held noodles in their hands, eating while looking into the distance.

"Boom—crackle—"

Fireworks bloom in the night sky in the distance, and bright sparks illuminate each other's faces for a moment. All kinds of fireworks take off into the sky, and colorful lights shine down. Looking at the wooden leaves, the lights are bright, and there is a peaceful and lively atmosphere.

The evening breeze gently brushed his cheeks and blew the broken hair of Ling Feng. Orochimaru turned his head to look at Ling Feng, his black eyes clearly reflecting the color of fireworks.

"Bell-bell-bell-" The sound of bells and drums came from a distant place, a sign of 24 o'clock in the middle of the night, the dividing point between the old past and the new beginning.

A new year begins. Accompanied by laughter, fireworks, bells, and the sound of the wind, Ling Feng smiled and said, "Happy New Year, Orochimaru." ”

Behind him was a sea of thousands of stars, the silhouette of Konoha, and the last firework was very close to them, and the brightness of the bloom illuminated the two of them at once.

The corners of Orochimaru's lips curled warmly: "Happy New Year...... Father. ”

His voice was so soft that it was almost drowned out by the sounds around him, and he didn't know if Ling Feng had heard it. But when he saw Ling Feng's proud and happy expression facing Konoha, he knew that it didn't matter if the other party heard it or not.

Because Ling Feng is living happily now.

And the self at the moment...... It's also very happy.

[I Celebrate the New Year with the Villain: End]

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Haha, if you want to write a warm point, I wrote this one. (๑•̀ω•́๑)

By the way, from the 12th to the 17th, Ah Lu was not at home, training in isolation...... So I'm going to wait for Ah Lu to come back and then make the rest of the short stories.

Proposed short story:

Tonggui (feather coat Lingfeng, hot blood to ?),

Ling Feng has become a girl (if the topic is not serious and funny),

It doesn't matter if the world is fake (text for Linsang. Anubis Diary extends to fill the pit, the story of the next generation of Konoha such as Uchiha Rin, Anubis, Tenzo Lantern, Boruto, etc.),

Daydreaming (Feather Cloak Lingfeng, Abuse?),

There were five times when I loved Luo cried, and once he didn't (Mi Luo commented and left a message saying that he wanted to see the extension of the main line of my love Luo, this one is a bit difficult to write...... I try my best 233)

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He and he heard it by chance in the BGM time, and at that time he thought of Ling Feng holding the hand of the young Orochimaru and walking through the bustling street home in the twilight. So it's used as BGM~

Let's put the lyrics below (the text has long exceeded 2000, not to make up the number of words, but to show everyone.) Every time I see someone commenting that I make up the number of words, I'm sad, woo ('-ωก̀), in fact, Ah Lu was more naggy before, but then changed it)

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[Some stories are in the streets and alleys in memory

In a certain year, a certain day, a certain corner and an old place

I don't know what is hidden in each other's eyes

Maybe it's okay for the rest of my life

Stumbling all the way to grip his broad palm

The wind, frost, rain and snow that have been there have been have been made clear

Warm sunshine and his silly appearance

Eloquently articulate but forgot the wording

The city can't fit it

Full of old scenery and love

Time is too presumptuous, so use the names of the two

Shake the mottled past

In the sea of people, he is shallow-eyed, always gentle and smiling

He is so hot and dazzling, like a treasure

Silently walked from the corner of the street to the end of the alley, after all, the future is long

Speaking of their later stories, they should be recalled with tenderness

I really want to talk about him and his peace and quiet

He strolls with him, here and there, where he wants to go

The years were kind, docked at the warm boat harbor and never disturbed

Say goodbye, hand in hand, don't leave

Stumbling all the way to grip his broad palm

The wind, frost, rain and snow that have been there have been have been made clear

And then look at the corners of his mouth childishly

Noisy and wanton to hug

The city can't fit it

Full of old scenery and love

Time is too presumptuous, so use the names of the two

Shake the mottled past

In the sea of people, he is shallow-eyed, always gentle and smiling

He is so hot and dazzling, like a treasure

Silently walked from the corner of the street to the end of the alley, after all, the future is long

Speaking of their later stories, they should be recalled with tenderness

I really want to talk about him and his peace and quiet

He strolls with him, here and there, where he wants to go

The years were kind, docked at the warm boat harbor and never disturbed

Say goodbye, hand in hand, don't leave

In the sea of people, he is shallow-eyed, always gentle and smiling

He is so hot and dazzling, like a treasure

Silently walked from the corner of the street to the end of the alley, after all, the future is long

Speaking of their later stories, they should be recalled with tenderness

I really want to talk about him and his peace and quiet

He strolls with him, here and there, where he wants to go

The years were kind, docked at the warm boat harbor and never disturbed

Say goodbye, hand in hand, don't leave

I heard that he and his happiness in time were as usual

Far away from each other, the rest of your life is unharmed]