Konoha Village, ninja school.

With the ringing of the class bell, the winter night strode into the familiar and novel classroom, it seemed too late?

Facing the eyes of the teacher and the other children who had already entered the classroom, Winter Night smiled awkwardly and walked to his familiar lonely corner, but the strange gaze still did not stop.

Even the faces that had nothing to do with the past are now clearly undisguised with the name of disgust.

"Alright, class."

The awkward and silent atmosphere existed for a moment, and finally, under the teacher's reminder, the uncomfortable gaze finally moved away from the winter night that was under the watchful eye.

What was taught in class? Winter Night didn't care, and he could detect the vague gaze that still existed around him, as well as the occasional whisper.

He may have learned that he was the hero of the topic, and he fell into deep thought, was the original winter night so hateful? The most intuitive thought, such a question filled his mind, and there seemed to be something faintly painful in his mind.

"Hello." Is there a hint of luck? He wanted to ask the table next to him, but he just turned his head, but saw that the other party was obviously sideways, and his little head was arrogant as if he hadn't heard what he said.

In desperation, Winter Night gave up the possibility of talking to the other party.

••••••

"Liuchuan winter night, come with me."

When does time pass? It's like asking a very difficult question on a winter night!

At the same time as the bell rang for the end of class, the teacher who packed up the textbooks stared at the winter night, what did that complicated gaze represent? It's also food for thought.

Under the gaze of others, he is not used to responding loudly to each other, so Winter Night chooses to express his answer with actions.

Holding the table in his hand, he slowly got up at the same time, his eyes narrowed slightly, as if there was something worth remembering, and finally glanced out the window, the occasional peeping scene, perhaps this was his only comfort in the morning.

"Sixth?" muttered accurate data.

"Let's go."

When the winter night met with the other party outside the classroom, he was just reminded like this, and subconsciously followed the other party's footsteps, this back in front of him, his name? It seems? Forgot or didn't remember? Such meaningless thoughts flashed in my mind.

Compared with this, the reason for the other party to find himself is what Winter Night cares about the most.

"That"

The prelude sounded slightly, so that the crankiness of the winter night stopped a little, straightened his ears, and seemed to be a little serious and obedient, what kind of performance should be made in front of the teacher, for the winter night at this moment.

"Your father's business."

The abrupt halt prevented the winter night from following, and in front of a window, the corridor aisle was now rarely passed.

"I can't possibly be your teacher to make more evaluations."

What does this mean, he? Coming back? Still is••••••?

Feeling the vague words in the other party's words, the heart of the winter night is inexplicably filled with an emotion called "restlessness", everything is spreading, thinking has become clearer than ever, sprouting, or something is being born?

"To be honest, I didn't expect you to go back to school so soon."

After all, he was in the position of a teacher, so he didn't want to talk too much about the previous topic, so he deliberately shifted away, and the blunt way made Winter Night have the urge to beat people for the first time since two years ago.

"What?"

Winter Night spoke, he didn't want to continue to hide the reality that he and the other party were not on the same talking channel, it was precisely because he wanted to know the so-called truth that he chose to confess, even if it was not obvious.

"Do you want to ask me anything?"

Is it that the voice is too quiet? Still can't understand the two-word short inquiry of the winter night? In contrast, the second option is significantly more likely.

"What have you been talking about before? I don't know at all! That's it. ”

A smart gambler will never give out his hole cards lightly, but because they are hole cards, they can also be used as the most important bargaining chips to gain the trust of others.

Undoubtedly, at this moment, Winter Night chose to confess, because he didn't have time to suppress his irritability, he chose to face it head-on.

"What? •••••• you forgot? ”

He seemed to be incredulous, and he still looked young, although Dongye himself was only six years old, but as a new teacher, he was not even twenty years old!

"Forgot?! Is there anything worth remembering? Or rather. ”

There was a vague blockage in his heart, and Winter Night didn't know the true nature of this existence, but he began to perceive something extremely important since his rebirth.

"Sure enough!"

Looking at Winter Night, an overly complicated expression appeared on the other party's face, as if it was because of Winter Night's timely silence that made him believe that he had guessed the truth.

Of course, this is the case, and he forgets, or rather, the omission between meaninglessness, and is washed away by the joy of the newness, the real "sin" of the evil deed called snatching.

"Maybe that's better!"

He said to himself, really, everyone is so self-assertive, what, forgot something, want to understand! If you want to know "yourself" and understand such a person, after all, I have committed the original sin called "greed"!

"What happened? No, tell me, what did I forget? It's a very important thing! That's right! Tell me! ”

The emphatic speech, for the first time, was unexpected by the other party, and it seemed that the image of silence in the past was too deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, which made it a little difficult for him to adapt to the changes at this moment in the winter night.

"You really forgot about your father?"

What is it? What is this? Thought I was kidding? Do you think that the other party is just pretending to be strong? The Silent Man always has the tenacity to compare to others, maybe so!

"My father, •••••• he?"

Obviously, the next question is "What happened to him?" But such a subconscious question, when it was about to be spoken, the throat seemed to be stuck, and the blockage of fear made the winter night speechless, why? Do you need to look for such an answer?

"Even though something like that happened, if there's anything you can come to me••••••"

I can't hear the next words clearly, because all the attention has been on the flickering pictures in front of me, the stiff pictures are like a marquee constantly shuttling, tandem, the drawing method and principle of the comic strip, what is this? Storytelling? Do you want to play a movie?

It's like a bystander, but why? At some point, my hand reached my chest, and I felt the wet palm, and the drowning water stains bounced up close to my face, which seemed to be a very uncomfortable feeling.

"I want to go home."

Interrupted the other party who was talking to himself, the words of the winter night were not to seek the consent of the other party, it was just a notice, the next moment, he ignored the class bell ringing in his ears, and the time still passed quickly, but he didn't care anymore, no, it should be said that it was too late!

"Hey, Rukawa? What happened to you. ”

Slow walking, fast walking, trotting, fast running, the movement of the feet and the rapid change of speed, at this moment, the winter night ignored everything, ignored his cries, ignored his concern for himself.

The straight path seemed to exist instinctively, appearing in front of his eyes, the shortest, the fastest, the quickest way home, this was his most important goal at the moment, because of remorse?

"Why? Why? Why! "Is despair growing? It's not like this, it shouldn't be like this! The six-year-old child used all his strength at this moment, and his legs and feet kept moving forward, stepping heavily on the earth step after step.

His unusual movements were easy to draw attention to, but he didn't have time to pay attention to them, even when a green figure staggered past him, he still looked straight ahead, eyes that were staring straight at the target.

The green figure was the same as before, and after this ordinary encounter, it stopped abruptly, was he tired? Learned to give up?

After only a moment's hesitation, his steps continued to move firmly, but his usual smiling face shrank with a strange awkwardness.

The winter night ran wildly, the speed did not slow down because of the gradual weakness of the legs and feet, faster and faster, obviously the body was heavy as if he was stuck in the mire, but the feet seemed to be stepping on the ice, the friction was small, and even no friction drove him.

There is no way back, and his thought may mean that he needs to make a choice again.

In the past, the short road to school was extremely long, and I obviously wanted to get home as soon as possible, but in fact I still haven't arrived? Is it fear? So unconsciously escaped?

Hurry up, hurry up, the consciousness continues to rage, at this moment, if you don't have to do your best, Winter Night will feel uneasy, he is not satisfied that he can't control himself, such a false proposition?

"Here we are." Obviously, he was still in the thrashing sprint a moment ago, and his muscles were even torn apart from such a desperate mess, but when he walked to the door, he was strangely still, whether it was his body or the pace of time he thought he had.

Surrounded by surprised and undisguised gazes, don't care, obviously have been thinking like this, obviously have always practiced like this, but why?

The gaze shifted, and unlike the kindness of the morning, it was filled with an emotion called "anger", and the fierce gaze did not look like a six-year-old child at all.

With such eye contact for a moment, it is no wonder that the neighbors, who claim to be adults, unnaturally moved away from such a rare opportunity to look at him.