Naruto: Itachi Hears the Bell

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"Ah uh" Feng Ling was stunned. She didn't expect him to ask that.

Just when she didn't know how to answer, Itachi said again: "Deidara told you, when I was thirteen years old, I killed the entire clan with my own hands. Moreover, he asked you to be careful about me."

Wind Chime was surprised: "You know everything"

"Yes. So you, like them, think that I am a heinous sinner through the ages, right?"

"No, it's not" Feng Chime said anxiously, "I didn't mean that" she blushed. "I understand you" she whispered.

Itachi was stunned.

"Like you, my family is all gone, so no one understands your mood better than me. I deeply know the pain of losing a loved one. You, like me, are struggling alone in this world. Maybe others I don’t understand, but I never believe that you would kill the whole family with your own hands. If you want to ask why, just look at Sasuke. If you are really as ruthless as they say, how can you leave a younger brother who can seek revenge at any time? Even if you don't say anything about the time bomb, I can still understand that you love Sasuke very much and you care about him very much, but you are a cold-faced and warm-hearted person. You like to carry everything alone, which causes everyone to misunderstand. you."

Itachi felt a sudden pain in his heart. "The kid who destroyed his own clan." Everyone used to call him that, even Kisame said it.

He had never taken it seriously. He comforted himself that he didn't need others to understand. But now when he heard the wind chime say "I understand", he felt like he was enlightened and his eyes were hot. From the bottom of his heart, he also hoped to be understood.

"Then if I say it, I did kill the whole family with my own hands," Itachi said tremblingly.

Feng Chime smiled, walked up to him, and put her hand on his shoulder: "If that's true, then you must have something to hide. Although you have never told me your story, you don't want to tell it, and I don't want to ask. , but you want me to believe your story about killing your whole family to prove your strength. Sorry, I don’t believe it, absolutely not. I have never been wary of you. You are a person who knows how to love. From your advice I believe my brother can tell. So, there is no need for me to be wary of such a person."

Itachi stared at the wind chime blankly, unable to say a word. Feng Chime smiled softly, with two beautiful dimples on her cheeks: "I have also lost a loved one, and I know the heart-breaking feeling. You must be like this too, I tell you, don't always refuse. Isn’t it uncomfortable to have so many painful thoughts in your heart when you are thousands of miles away? Occasionally, open your heart and communicate with others. It’s also good to relieve yourself and relax. Look at you, you are young and young. I tortured myself so much that I got old man's tattoos." She looked at Itachi's dazed look, which was very cute. She couldn't help but laugh, and said slowly: "Actually, how should I put it, Uchiha Itachi, I really like you." After that, , she turned around and walked away step by step facing the sunset.

Hearing her words, Itachi felt like thunder and lightning. When he thought about it carefully, he found that she was more sincere than what he had uttered from his heart. He had thousands of words to say, but he didn't know which sentence to start with. I couldn't utter a single word, I just stared blankly at the slender figure backlit by the wind chime, tears dripping down my face.

The dusk was dim, soaked with sunset glow, and the setting sun penetrated into his eyes like blood. Over the years, he thought that he had hidden himself deeply and disguised himself well, and nothing could shake his stagnant heart. Who knew that he would still be heartbroken when the mask was torn off by the wind chime.

Wind Chime turned around and saw Itachi still standing there. He smiled brightly and said loudly: "Go away, you idiot." But when he turned around again, he ran directly into his arms.

"Ah, it hurts." Feng Ling rubbed his head and wanted to take a step back. Itachi pulled her into his arms with a big hand: "Thank you," he said softly. The wind chime was stunned and smiled slightly: "Fool"

Under the setting sun, the shadows of the two people were stretched out.

I saw some book friends commenting that they wanted to see them cooked and cooked. How could such a simple child write it? I solemnly declare that this is a very pure article. Don’t think too much about it. It’s really so “pure”. I don’t even believe it myself. Well, anyway, let it go for a while and I’ll think about it again.

End of this chapter