Except for the time when he was waiting for Cheng just now, the old man just walked around the street without making any stops.

In his eyes, which had become a little cloudy from old age, there was a light of ease and calm.

The lights in front of them, golden, white, and red, the children running around, the people rubbing shoulders with each other, the noise and happiness, the look on their faces and eyes, showed that they were indeed far away from displacement and hunger and cold.

The Uchiha family was not like this a few decades ago, war, hunger, wandering, homelessness, no sleep could close your eyes with peace of mind, and everything you experienced when you were young was deeply engraved in the heart of the Great Elder.

But time was so thick that it covered the life of the Great Elder, and he had forgotten what it was like to bury his parents' bodies with his own hands.

Now, all he can feel is the noise and excitement of this moment on the clan street, and the omnipresent vitality of life in the air.

"Let's go back."

"Huh? Grandpa, what did you say? ”

The problems of the world brought him back to his senses, and realized that the sentence just now turned into a rumbling in his throat because of some emotional blockage, he paused, swallowed the dryness, and said: "Grandpa is going back, you can continue to walk around-Makoto, take care of the world." ”

Cheng nodded, and the world reached out and grabbed the hand of the Great Elder, shook it, and said coquettishly:

"It's rare to be so lively, can't you just go around for a while?"

The Great Elder smiled and touched the top of the world's head, shook his head and said, "Grandpa is tired, and besides, the world is so sensible, I'm already very happy." ”

The girl understood the relief and persistence in the old man's movements, and did not dare to persuade again, so she had to take a step back and stand with Makoto, watching a large group of people gradually move away from the most powerful old man in the Uchiha clan.

Without the existence of the Great Elder, although people have great respect for the world, there will not be the exaggeration that was like clearing the road before.

The crowd overwhelmed the two, and the clansmen passing by on the left and right smiled and saluted the two.

Several breaths are hidden on the left and right, and Makoto knows that it is the protection of the world, and he doesn't care.

"Makoto, you say." While looking back at the kindness of the clansmen one by one, the world pulled up Makoto's sleeves and said sullenly.

"What?" Makoto slowly walked through the crowd as the world walked, and asked rhetorically at her brainless words.

"You say, isn't Grandpa very tired?" The girl whispered, her voice soft from her gentle mood.

"The Great Elder is just not used to such a lively occasion." Makoto comforted her.

"Liar."

"Uh, no. You think, this is also because of the respect of the clansmen for the Great Elder, and he doesn't want to affect the festivals of the clansmen. ”

The world shook off his hand and walked forward with a muffled voice.

From the expressions on the faces of the people who were separated from each other, it could be seen that the girl with her back to her was still elegant and polite, but her fast steps still showed that she was unhappy.

Angry?

Makoto walked a few steps quickly to catch up with the girl's pace, walking side by side with her speed, but did not speak.

Out of the corner of his eye, the world turned its face to the other side of the road, proving that even if he spoke at this time, he would not be heeded.

The light changed, and the girl's white cheeks were illuminated by a fireworks that suddenly rose into the air.

She stopped and looked up.

This is a signal flare that indicates that the fireworks display is about to begin.

The lights of thousands of homes on the earth are continuous, but this artificial light is only a little high, not enough to touch the sky. Except for the bright moon that rose high above, the night dome was once again plunged into pure darkness.

The voice of the world sounded: "Makoto, I'm not a fool again. ”

Makoto remained silent, just because he couldn't guess the girl's mind.

"Grandpa said that the superior person cannot lose the posture of the superior.

"Grandpa said that people's hearts are people's hearts, even if it is to gather people's hearts, the superior cannot give people the illusion of no sense of distance.

"I know it's a small thing, and it's probably just my own speculation. Grandpa was obviously for the sake of the family and the clan, but he was building an insurmountable gap between the clan and himself all the time.

"It's obviously for the sake of the clan, but he never trusts the clansmen - don't look at me like that, I know this kind of thinking is too naïve, but I still think that he is actually tired of doing this, no one can trust him?"

This is the question in the girl's heart, a question to which she already has a definite answer, so Makoto can't answer it.

He didn't understand the Great Elders—at least not as hard as the world tried to understand.

In his eyes, in the eyes of most members of the Uchiha family, a high-ranking and powerful great elder who covers the sky with only one hand in the family, few people dare to ignore his majesty, and in a word, he can decide his own fate as a small member.

In his eyes and in their eyes, the old man was only a bonder and not a protector, so they feared him, feared him, and even watched the power and position he had, but would never try to understand him.

Because they know that this old man does not need anyone's understanding.

This may be the reason why Makoto and the girl are in a completely different mood at this time.

Where he and her disagreement.

Makoto Uchiha couldn't understand the mood of the Uchiha world at the moment, he didn't think he had the need to worry about the Great Elder, and the old man's sense of danger made Makoto always have a faint hostility towards him.

Even so, the girl's expression softened Makoto's heart suddenly.

Sometimes, it doesn't matter if people can understand each other or not.

It's too abstract to understand, and I'm not sure if it really exists. However, the fact that he did not want the girl to be harmed is certain.

So even though this sentence was a lie, Makoto still said, "No, the world, the Great Elder is not tired." ”

The world turned its head and saw Makoto's relaxed expression.

"I can understand the feeling that for the things you love, no matter how much you bear the burden, you don't feel tired, on the contrary, that weight makes you feel fulfilled - it's like a scale, and at one end there is nothing called [life], which makes people feel that if they don't add a little something, they will always feel that they will not be able to go down, and they will fall from a high place."

It's no wonder that life is a thing, either it is easy but empty and dazed, or it is full but tired, and the choice of the best of both worlds does not exist at all.

"Really?"

Listening to Makoto's words, the world showed a puzzled look.

"yes, that's what it's called finding meaning in life, huh." Makoto nodded, as if confirming his own words.

The world bit her lip, and the deceptive chicken soup for the soul plus Makoto's own trust in her heart added points, so that the girl seemed to accept these words of comfort, and the dark clouds in her clear eyes finally began to dissipate.