Ever since that incident happened in front of the house, the atmosphere at home has been dreary and tense.

Yaya who is sleepy, his mother who is full of sadness, and his father and brother who have a completely wrong atmosphere of saber-rattling, the originally warm and beautiful home seems to have suddenly changed, and Sasuke feels that no matter where he stays in the house, he feels depressed.

Countless questions pressed on his mind, but he didn't dare to ask anyone, and the only person he fully believed in and could pour out his heart without reservation was unconscious.

The sun's rays waned and were ready to sink into the horizon, and the trees had been screaming for most of the day.

Time passed slowly, and now school was approaching.

Today's class was a lot, and the teacher was still talking on the podium, but Sasuke didn't have the heart to listen at all, he supported his chin with one hand, lowered his eyes, and scratched his other hand on the desk.

"Yaya...... You've been asleep for more than a week this time, wake up quickly, I have a lot to say to you. ”

Sasuke looked at the two crooked figures painted on the desk side by side, laughing so hard that their mouths were splitting - they were drawn by Yaya during class, and the colored paint was provided by Naruto, and he didn't know where he got it.

He stopped Yaya from sneaking to draw the villain, but in the end he deliberately leaned forward, trying to cover Yaya's small movements, and then felt that scribbling on public objects was very inconsistent with the identity and tutor of the Uchiha clan, and at the same time, he consciously looked at the wind and occasionally peeked at Yaya, wondering how he was drawing.

The fingers unconsciously scratched the two graffiti figures, and the paint was slightly raised on the flat table after drying, and when you touched it, you could clearly feel the lines and the force of light or heavy strokes.

That stupid Yaya, after all, how many times he applied paint to his hair, it was so thick to the touch, but his own hair was just a few lightly drawn, and it looked faint, and it was thin to the touch.

Somehow, I thought of the way Yaya snickered at him after finishing the painting, the smile was particularly bright, the eyebrows and eyes were almost bent into a line, but the eyes were bright as if they would glow, and he covered his mouth, and his shoulders shook when he smiled, and it looked a little funny, so he couldn't help but want to rub his head and pinch his face.

If it weren't for the fact that he was still in class at that time, Sasuke felt that he must have reached out and pinched it.

The corners of his mouth, which had not smiled for several days because of worry and depression, raised a little arc, softening the handsome face that had been expressionless for several days, and it looked a little more vivid.

…… Wait a little longer and you'll be able to go home, Yaya, you must wake up, talk to me.

The neatly trimmed nails scratched the little man on the table again, but suddenly there was a slight sound, and the movement of the fingers paused suddenly.

Slightly bending his fingers, Sasuke saw a slightly larger piece of white crumb stuck in the short crack between his fingernails, and then fell out again, leaving only a little white powder between the nails, and that piece of crumb fell on the table, breaking into a few small petals.

Look at the two colorful figures laughing side by side - the spot on Yaya's shoulder and chest shows a gap.

With a suffocation in his chest, Sasuke's expression changed instantly.

……

By the time class ended, it was already late, and Sasuke, who had always been a good student, kept pressing and didn't leave early.

As soon as he remembered the sound of the teacher announcing the end of class, Sasuke picked up the things he had packed up and ran home, ignoring anyone's greetings.

His heart became more and more anxious, as if a voice kept urging him.

Sasuke quickened his pace, the bustling crowd was left behind him, he couldn't hear the voices of the people around him, and there seemed to be a membrane in his ears that separated the surrounding sounds, leaving only the rumbling and thumping of his heartbeat.

Everything was a jumble of colors, red and green, and he couldn't tell or want to tell if it was a person or an object passing by him, and the only thing he knew was the way home.

Hurry up, run faster......

When you go back, you must first say sorry to Yaya, because he accidentally broke the graffiti on the table, and then ask Yaya's forgiveness so that Yaya will play with him.

Mi Ye must be awake when he gets home, otherwise...... Otherwise, he would not have sued him.

Detached from the noisy streets of color, the buzzing in the eardrums disappeared and became a dead silence.

Sasuke ran past the Uchiha clan's boundary monument, and a wide, long concrete road with walls on both sides of the Uchiha clan's crest stretched out in front of him.

The blood-colored remnant sun shrouded the territory of the Uchiha clan, and the reflection of the walls reflected on the ground, like black monsters with teeth and claws devouring the remaining light and shadow on the ground.

As if running into the belly of a man-eating monster, Sasuke saw the darkness and bloody sunset ahead, and smelled the smell of blood pervading the air.

There was an unusually silence in the territory of the Uchiha clan, and there was no human voice.

Sasuke felt a stiffness in his spine and his hairs stood on end.

He didn't dare to stay, so he could only run in the direction of home without squinting, and kept running, and kept running......

When he opened the door of the house panting, he only saw a dazzling sword shadow passing by, and physiological tears reflexively flowed out of his flashed eyes.

My mind went blank for a moment.

Sasuke froze in place, blinking slowly.

What did he see...... His...... Brother...... With that sword...... Killed Mom and Dad?

The buzzing sound that had stopped in his head ran over him again, disrupting his thoughts.

Sasuke looked at the scene in front of him in a broken heart, his chest felt as if it was torn apart, the white blade that killed his parents was still dripping blood, and the ticking sound echoed in Sasuke's mind very clearly.

Sasuke covered his head with his hands, tears running down his face unconsciously, leaving a trail of water.

"Ahhhh!!!h

Why did it get dark so quickly?

Why is the moon out?

Why did my brother kill mom and dad?

Why did my brother do this?

Is he dreaming......

Itachi lowered his head and couldn't see his expression, he silently took his sword and walked around the two still warm corpses in front of him, and walked towards Sasuke......

Sasuke looked horrified, and didn't react until Itachi walked in front of him to run away.

Itachi didn't stop him, and let him stumble out the door.

Trembling all over, Sasuke ran in terror.

It's dreaming, it's dreaming, it's going to be dreaming!!!

Wake up! Wake up!

With a thud, he slammed to the ground.

There was a tingling pain in his knees and elbows, and red blood oozed out.

It hurts......

Woke up from a dream?

Woke up?

But when he looked up, he was still standing in the alley in front of his house, and the man with the bloody sword stood not far in front of him.

Reality shattered what he had thought, and Sasuke trembled and got up and stood in place.

"Are you awake?"

It was a familiar voice, but was that his brother?

"Didn't you see that scene clearly? Need I think about it for you? ”

The spirit seemed to return to his body at this moment, Sasuke trembled and took out his shuriken in a defensive posture, he looked at the brother he was familiar with and unfamiliar with, and his expression collapsed: "Why? Why are you doing this?!!! ”

"Because I want to test my own strength."

"Tester ......" Sasuke chewed on these words, only to feel jerky and chewy, and then he raised his head to look at Itachi again, and asked anxiously, "You killed Mom and Dad, what about Yaya?" Where's Yaya?! ”

"Of course Yaya is dead."

The last ray of light in his heart was extinguished with these words, and the whole person seemed to have fallen into an ice cellar, cold from head to toe.

Sasuke took a few steps backwards and barely stood up, breathing violently, as if he couldn't breathe, and the expression on his face was extremely painful, looking at the ground and his weak hands in a somewhat dejected state.

Itachi looked at the confused and lost child, and felt his heart hit hard.

This qiē pain was caused by his own hands, and it was he who pushed his younger brother, who he had protected since childhood, into the abyss.

Looking at the hesitant Sasuke, Itachi continued to say cruelly, "Are you desperate for your weakness? I can't do anything but watch my dearest people die in front of my eyes. ”

"You know what? Even if I don't kill Yaya, he will die, and I just settle his pain sooner. ”

Sasuke covered his ears in collapse and roared, "Shut up!! ”

Itachi ignored it at all, and continued in an unchanged tone: "The rest of the family knows about Yaya's physical condition and knows his fate, so you are the only one who simply fantasizes about the days when you live with Yaya in the future. ”

"Do you know how painful it is when Yaya is sick? Do you know how uncomfortable he is when he drinks the medicine? You believe what everyone says, and you will never distinguish between truth and falsehood, even if you know what the medicine is that Mi is drinking, watching him drink medicine every day, watching him faint again and again, you just stupidly think that he will only grow taller. ”

"My stupid brother, what do your eyes see?"

Itachi clenched the sword in his hand and watched as his words fell on Sasuke's young body one by one, smashing him to the point that his head was bleeding and his expression was painful.

Sasuke's slender knees seemed to be unable to support the trembling and shaking of his body, and he was about to kneel on the ground in the next second.

He thought Sasuke was going to fall, but the next second, the kid he thought he knew very well suddenly raised his head, wiped away his tears with his sleeve, and rushed towards him with his shuriken raised like a wounded little beast.

The fragile anger in his eyes was covered, and blood filled Sasuke's eyeballs, and he wielded his shuriken fiercely and unruly, hissing with all his might, "Why did you kill Yaya?!" Why did you kill him?! Leave him to me! Leave him to me! ”