[Comprehensive] If we have another possibility

In a small park in the afternoon, a little girl was crying sadly.

"Woo... Jiro! Jiro is dead! Jiro is not moving... Uwah, Jiro!"

She held a very old Shibata dog in her arms. Obviously, the loyal Shibata dog walked to the last moment of its life in the arms of the little owner.

The girl's friends gathered around.A dead animal is undoubtedly a novelty for them, but when they face death and witness the pets they used to chase and play with suddenly stop moving, a kind of inexplicable fear and sadness still enveloped them.

Children's emotions are the most contagious. I don't know who took the lead. In short, in the end, all the children cried, and the small park was suddenly enveloped in crying.

At this moment, a childish but indifferent voice sounded behind them: "Why are you crying?"

The little girl in the middle was stunned, and the other children suddenly stopped crying.

They turned around, sobbing, and saw a cherry-haired boy in a dark red turtleneck and short-sleeved top and white shorts.

It was a very beautiful boy indeed, prettier than any doll they had ever seen, even children could tell that.

A good appearance always makes people feel good. The little owner of the Shibata Inu hiccupped, hugging the pet and sobbing, "Because... Jiro died——"

"Well, so?" The boy tilted his head, his beautiful blue eyes were filled with inorganic coldness.

The little girl froze.

She hugged the puppy's body speechlessly, and said blankly and awkwardly: "You, what are you talking about, such a cute Jiro died, why aren't you sad?"

The cherry-haired boy didn't speak.

With his hands behind his back, he looked at Shibata Inu's body, and then at the tears on her and other children's faces. After a while, he still said, "So, why are you crying?"

The air fell into an eerie silence.

The children looked at the boy completely dumbfounded as if they were shocked by something, not understanding what he meant or why he was still so calm.

He looked at them, there was no trace of innocence in his beautiful eyes, the stagnant water, and there was no reflection of anyone in it.

He looked at them, as if he was looking at something weird, his eyes were too cold and far away, as if he was standing on the stairs and looking down, thinking from the bottom of his heart that everything under his feet had nothing to do with him.

Anyone who met his eyes would probably feel terrified from the bottom of their hearts.

That doesn't look like the look a human being should have.

It's not like the kind of indifferent and superior eyes that humans have, which is so terrifying that it will suffocate.

The child closest to the boy suddenly trembled, he took a step back unconsciously, his eyes widened in horror, and after a long while, he suddenly screamed, his voice changed because of fear: "It's... a monster!"

"Ahh-!"

The children's shrill screams pierced the sky, and in the blink of an eye, all the children who were frightened by the boy's disregard for life ran away, leaving only the owner of the puppy trembling in place with a stunned face and fear.

The cherry-haired boy seemed a little dazed, as if he didn't understand why they ran away.

He looked at the girl with a dazed and puzzled look on his face.

"Hey, what's a monster?"

The girl trembled all over.

She looked at the boy in horror, and suddenly her legs softened and she sat on the ground, pointing at him with one hand, and shouting almost hysterically: "Monster, monster! You are a monster! It's you—"

"Little Feishi, I'll take you home."

The man's lazy voice suddenly sounded behind the boy, interrupting the girl's words seemingly by coincidence.

Fei Shi turned around and saw a silver-haired man standing not far away with his hands in his pockets absent-mindedly.

He didn't say a word to the girl, and walked straight to the man.

Hatake Kakashi stared at a small, waist-high boy with dead fish eyes, and suddenly reached out to grab him, turned around and led him out of the park.

A few seconds later, the girl's broken cry sounded behind her.

"...Kakashi." The boy beside the silver-haired man called him quietly.

Kakashi lowered his eyes casually, looking at the expressionless boy.

He raised his head just at this time, his blue eyes refracted the sunlight, they were as clear and beautiful as glass, with vibrant colors.

But in those eyes, there is a coldness that sometimes makes Kakashi feel horrified.

"What is [Monster]?"

He asked quietly, without any ups and downs in his tone.

The Sixth Hokage, who would pretend to be stupid and interrupt, fell into a rare silence.

The hand in the palm was soft and small, as weak as if it had no bones, and it felt slightly cool to the touch.

He asked him what the [monster] was.

This question is too difficult to answer, Hatake Kakashi thought.

Before he could come up with the best answer, the boy asked again: "The [monster] is me, right?"

Kakashi paused.

He frowned slightly, put away his absent-minded look slightly, and said helplessly and sighingly: "Don't pay attention to what they said, Fei Shi, you are not a monster."

"So, in front of them just now, should I cry, Kakashi?"

Fei Shi's expression didn't change, he changed the question, and then asked.

"The Scarlet World..."

The silver-haired man read with a headache.He rubbed his forehead, thought for a while and squatted down.

He looked at the boy seriously and reached out to gently stroke his hair.

"One day you will understand, Fei Shi, you shouldn't ask me this question."

He took his hand down and tapped the boy's heart.

"—you should ask here."

"...But after I asked, I couldn't feel anything."

The little boy stood in front of the cherry-haired woman and concluded with these words.

Uchiha Sakura was silent for a long time.

She watched her son raise his small face, looked at him blankly opening those eyes that resembled her own, and asked earnestly and puzzled, "Is it because I have no heart, mother?"

Sakura's eye circles suddenly turned red.

She knelt down on the ground, stretched out her trembling arms to embrace the little boy, and hugged him vigorously, like a drowning person grabbing a life-saving straw.

"It's not like that, Fei Shi, you're not...you're by no means a heartless monster, you're not..."

The woman repeated "no" over and over again, and cold tears dripped onto the boy's indifferent face, flowing slowly down his cheeks, making him look like he was crying.

"I'm sorry, Fei Shi... I'm sorry..."

The mother's painful and self-blaming whispers echoed in her ears, and the little boy buried his head in her arms, with doubts in his eyes, but there was no wave in his eyes.

Why are you apologizing, mother?

Thinking of this, he stuck out his tongue and licked the tears on his face.

It was a bitter and salty taste that he didn't like.

Time passed day by day, and the young boy never mentioned what happened that day, nor did he play with other children of the same age.

He is alone, burying his head in the book all day long, trying his best to learn "emotions", and becoming more "human" in behavior and things day by day.

He disguised himself as a human being, but Fei Shi knew that he still had no "heart".

One day when he was young, the half-grown boy was wearing a high collar and short sleeves with the family emblem on it, standing outside the secluded cave, quietly looking at the tombstones all over the mountains and plains above.

"There is no point in lamenting the dead."

A feminine voice came from behind, the boy withdrew his gaze, turned to look at the person walking towards him.

With a weird smile on the corner of Dashewan's mouth, he walked slowly to the side of the boy, looked up at the tombstone on the mountain just like him just now, and continued: "If death is meaningful, it only exists when it can be used .”

Fei Shi looked at him quietly for a while.

"I'm not mourning the dead."

He spoke flatly, without any ups and downs in his tone.

"Oh?" Orochimaru seemed a little surprised.

He looked at him in a blink of an eye, silently encouraging him to continue.

Fei Shi looked at him, and continued indifferently: "People will die, and then they will rot, and finally return to nature. There is no use crying for them."

Orochimaru pursed his lips in agreement, and asked again: "In this case, why do you show that pensive expression?"

Fei Shi was silent for a while, then turned his head to look at the tombstone on the mountain.

"It's not the death of life that puzzles me."

He spoke lightly, and the blue eyes gradually revealed emptiness.

"What puzzles me is why [they] cry."

In the silent air, Orochimaru's voice sounded again after a long time, with a deep smile, as if he had found some interesting toy in surprise.

"Fei Shi-kun really surprised me."

His hoarse and strange voice hovered around the boy's ears like a snake, silently bewitching him.

"In that case, why didn't Fei Shijun give it a try?"

"Trying?... What do you mean?" Fei Shi looked at Orochimaru puzzledly, in exchange for a meaningful smile on his pale face.

The beautiful boy walked away, but the smile on Orochimaru's face still did not disappear.

He watched his back quietly, and suddenly smiled lowly.

"That child is exactly the same as the Itachi-kun back then."

Behind him, a man in black appeared, staring silently at the child's figure. After a long time, he couldn't hear the emotional answer: "No, that guy is completely different from Itachi."

Orochimaru smiled with interest, and asked in an unclear way: "Is that so?"

There was silence behind him, and no one answered his question.

Orochimaru turned around and walked back along the path that was already empty, the smile on his lips deepened little by little.

"I'm looking forward to what kind of behavior that child will do... Sasuke-kun."

The joyful and low-pitched words slowly dissipated in the air.

It was cold and windy.

The cherry-haired boy stared blankly at the abyss under his feet. The wind from the bottom of the cliff blew up, lifted his soft forehead hair, and cast shadows on his flawless face.

He raised his head and looked at the cloudless sky without any fluctuation in his eyes.

After that, he closed his eyes and fell straight down.

The wind howled.

The boy fell rapidly in the air, his thin figure was stretched and relaxed, and the clothes were blown by the high-altitude wind, creating a sharp and beautiful arc.

He slowly opened his eyes, staring at the gap where the land and the sky meet, the upside-down tree sea, and the sparkling lake, his heart was peaceful.

He is not afraid of death, but he has no interest in life.

People around him staged incomprehensible dramas around him, they were crying or laughing, showing various expressions, but Fei Shi didn't understand the mechanism of those expressions from the beginning to the end.

The world in his eyes is divided into two, he is here, others are there, and there is a huge cliff in the middle. He is rejected by everyone, feared by [people], and he will never be able to take a step towards them.

Such... since it is such a boring and meaningless... life.

It doesn't matter if you die.

The cherry-haired boy thought about it and wanted to close his eyes again.

at this time.

"The Scarlet World—!!"

Desperate and heart-piercing screams came from above, the boy suddenly opened his eyes wide, looked up in surprise, and saw the girl who jumped down from the top of the cliff at a glance.

He froze for a moment, and then was completely stunned. Unable to react, he watched the girl approach him like an arrow with the help of an unknown wind, her face was as pale as a dead person, and she stretched out her hand to him in horror.

The expression of fear and pain on her face was deeply engraved in Fei Shi's mind at that moment, and every time he thought of it, he still felt deeply shocked.

She was not afraid of him, but because of [losing him], because of his death, she was afraid from the bottom of her heart.

Fei Shi couldn't tell what kind of feeling it was, but——

The boy and the eldest sister looked at each other in the air. At that moment, he looked at her Sharingan, which was spinning rapidly and finally connected in a line, and quietly stretched out his hand.

The goshawk howled sharply.

At the bottom of the cold and lonely cliff, Uchiha Sasuke's face was ashen, silently hugged the boy on the eagle, and checked him carefully. After confirming that nothing happened, his chest heaved violently for a while, and suddenly raised his right hand fiercely.

"father!"

Zuo Liangna screamed involuntarily, but before she rushed forward to stop him, the man had slowly lowered his hand, half-kneeled powerlessly on the ground, and hugged the boy into his arms with one arm.

He was shaking, and his whole body was cold.

Fei Shi's indifferent expression loosened for a moment.

He was amazed by the surging [emotion] that entered his body at the moment of being hugged, and he was completely speechless.

There was a trembling whisper in his ear.

"……Great."

Fei Shi was stunned.

After finishing this sentence uncontrollably in a low voice, Sasuke seemed to come back to his senses suddenly, and quickly restrained all his gaffes, stood up and turned his back on his back.

Fei Shi looked up at his paper-pale side face, silent.

When other people who received the news rushed over, Uchiha Sarana was kneeling on the ground, holding the little boy and crying loudly.

"Do you know how worried I am? Do you know how scared I am?! What am I going to do without you!!"

She was so excited that she lost her mind, and cried out in pain over and over again, the kaleidoscope Sharingan did not take back for a long time, tears mixed with blood dripped onto Fei Shi's face, leaving bloodstains.

Many people gathered around, many of them were familiar figures, but Fei Shi just stared blankly at the elder sister trembling with fear, and lightly licked the blood and tears that fell down her mouth.

It was bitter and salty, with rusty tears.

"……elder sister."

He finally said the first words after being rescued, stretched out his immature hand, and wiped away the tears from the corners of Zuo Liangna's eyes.

Zuo Liangna sobbed, and tightly tightened her arms around him.

"Sister, don't cry... I was wrong, I'm sorry."

Fei Shi spoke softly, for the first time he seemed a little at a loss.

He didn't know why, but he just... didn't want his sister to show this expression.

To be able to show a [smile], in his opinion, is a very lucky and enviable thing, so——

"do not Cry."

Said the boy without emotion.

Zuo Liangna trembled with her fingertips, raised her tear-filled eyes, and looked at the most important brother she was about to lose, staring intently at his eyes, which were more beautiful than anyone else in the world.

She took a deep breath, reached out to press the back of his head, and kissed his forehead tremblingly.

"Don't do it again."

"You have me and I love you, Fei Shi."

Uchiha Hime sometimes thinks, if only he hadn't jumped off the cliff then, it would have been fine.

He racked his brains and thought for a long, long time, and finally created his own [Equivalent Exchange] principle, establishing it as the only basic law of survival.

The so-called [Equivalent Exchange], as the name suggests, if he gets help, he will return the same help; if he is hurt, he will return the same harm.

Being ridiculed and made fun of, he also threatens to deter those who speak ill of him; being compelled by killing intent, he also kills those who are malicious to him.

Even if the people told [like] are eager to ask for it, he can give it to them without hesitation, because correspondingly, he can gain [strength] and [life] in this way.

Until that day, everything is fair, everything follows his basic law, he owes nothing to anyone, and is not owed by anyone, everything is clean, and there is nothing to doubt.

However, what happened that day told him that his way of survival is not absolute, there are at least three people who will always be exceptions in his life.

Uchiha Feishi has been watching them in his own world, the man who is silent but soft-hearted, the woman who is strong but considerate, and among them, the girl who regards him as more important than her own life.

With just hugs and kisses, their love was as deep as the sea, and they could bring him back to life.

He has been looking at them, from boy to youth, no matter how much time has passed, his eyes are still the same dazed.

They gave him everything and never asked him for anything.

Yes, they didn't want anything, and it was because of this that Fei Shi was at a loss what to do.

[Sister, besides wanting me to live well, what else do you and your parents want? 】

In my memory, the little boy once asked the elder sister like this, with genuine doubts in his eyes.

【Um?what do we want 】

At that time, the black-haired girl was concentrating on the book in her hand, and when she heard this, she glanced at him without distraction.

The little boy with cherry hair and blue eyes is so beautiful that people can't take their eyes off, but there is no expression on his face, he looks like a cold porcelain doll.

So Zuo Liangna rubbed her younger brother's cherry hair casually, turned her eyes back to the book, and said with a casual smile: [Fei Shi, it would be great if you could smile. 】

The cherry-haired boy looked at her quietly for a long time before nodding seriously.

From that day on, a wish that no one knew about quietly sprouted in Fei Shi's heart.

A bottomless pit-like container that needs to be filled with love is actually filled with a sentence.

——Fei Shi, it would be great if you could smile.

The author has something to say: I believe you can see how Fei Shi's character was formed.

So, scum is definitely not what he wants, he has to look at the essence through the phenomenon!This is a charming man! !