[Comprehensive] If we have another possibility

At night, Uchiha Madara quietly came to Fei Shixin's room, raised his hand and knocked on the door.

"Quanna?" A slightly distorted call came from inside the room.

Madara was silent for a while: "It's me."

The door opened, and the young man in the Uchiha costume stood inside, behind him was the dim and flickering candlelight, illuminating the edge of half of his body.

"Madara. What's the matter?" He asked calmly, his words were neither polite nor blunt, indifferent and distant.

Madara looked at his eyes that were darkened by the backlight, and remained silent.

"Do you have something to say to me?" Seeing that he didn't speak, Fei Shi guessed like this, and stood sideways by the way, "Come in."

Madara stood still, but was brought back to his senses by the young man's actions.He shifted his gaze, glanced around his room hastily, and asked casually, "Is there anything you're not used to? Or is there something you need?"

"No, it's already very good."

"……yes."

The topic that was absent-mindedly found was finished in a few sentences, and the air became silent again.

The hand hanging by Madara's side stretched unnaturally.

His eyes lowered slightly, and he accidentally saw the young man's hand.That hand was slender and fair, with graceful and bony knuckles. Even in dim light, it was still dazzlingly white, making it hard to look away.

"Madara?" In a trance, the person in front of him softly called him, and then the hand that Madara was watching fell on his forehead.

Madara was startled, and wanted to back away reflexively, but suddenly realized that this was too weird, and immediately stopped stiffly.

The warm and cool touch on his forehead made his whole body stiffen, and even his breathing tightened.

He could feel the warmth from the other person's palm, as well as the light fragrance from that person's body.This fragrance is not the smell of saponin on the clothes or anything else, but a light and natural smell unique to him, which can't be smelled at all if you don't smell it carefully.

All of these make an ordinary contact become different in Madara's heart.

"...the temperature is quite normal."

Fei Shi felt it for a while, and read it with some doubts.

"That... that's natural, I'm very healthy." Madara stammered for a while before finishing her sentence, and at the same time pushed the hand on her forehead awkwardly.

The two people's hands clasped for a moment, but Fei Shi's fingers quickly slipped away from his palm.

Madara curled up her palms, feeling a sudden emptiness in her heart.

"But your breathing is a bit rough, are you sure there is nothing uncomfortable?"

Fei Shi naturally retracted his hand to his side, and asked in a calm tone.

Madara's eyes dimmed, and he shook his head silently.

The candles in the house flickered for a while, and the flickering environment was particularly intriguing. It also made Madara's eyes uncontrollably appear two shadows gradually overlapping together on the porch at dusk.

He pursed his lower lip imperceptibly, and opened his mouth to say something, but in the next second, he unconsciously met Fei Shi's eyes.

He was stunned.

In those extremely deep eyes under the night, there is no concern that should be had when asking about other people's body, only the chilling indifference.

The feeling is too indescribable, but any normal human being will feel weird from the bottom of his heart when he sees this look.

——That is the instinctive, physiological fear that arises when being watched by eyes that humans shouldn't have.

Madara's pupils shrank, and a chill suddenly shot up on his tailbone, which made him show a sharp and vigilant look.

"spot?"

It was as if the voice from the sky brought Madara back to his sanity.

He snapped back to his senses, and looked up and down Fei Shi with some doubts, and found that the young man with cherry hair was expressionless with calm eyes, and he didn't have the terrifying look that made his scalp tingle just now.

Fei Shi also looked him up and down, and after finding nothing wrong, he said bluntly: "Is there something wrong with you?"

"..." Madara silently put away the gaffe just now, coughed lightly in embarrassment, and returned to his expressionless expression.

"I've thought about it." He said in a deep voice, as if he had changed back to the majestic Uchiha patriarch in the blink of an eye, without any charm in his voice.

"Your strength is not weaker than mine. This kind of combat power is indispensable for the family, but on the other hand, it is also true that we lack superb medical methods compared to Qianshou."

Fei Shi didn't seem to notice the changes before and after him at all, and simply nodded: "So, what can I do?"

"I want you to select a few people from the clan and teach them medical ninjutsu. After they can take charge of their own and make up for the vacancy of medical ninjas, they will become the first-line combat force and spare no effort to contribute your power."

Madara bluntly stated his request, or in other words, the order, with a decisive and unquestionable tone, exuding the aura that a superior should have.

But on the other hand, he was oblivious to Fei Shi's reaction.

Fortunately, the young man with cherry hair obviously didn't care about being given orders, and after a little thought, he simply nodded and agreed: "I see."

Spot's face softened slightly.

He went on to say: "I have already told the elders about this matter, people who are good at chakra control will be selected tomorrow, and you will choose two by then."

"Well, no problem."

Uchiha Madara nodded, his mind was a little relaxed, and he inadvertently showed a tired look.

The cherry-haired youth who is good at observing micro-expressions immediately noticed: "You look tired."

Madara frowned slightly, and let out a breath of irritability.

"It's not that group of old guys who urge me to get married every chance they get. Tsk, don't mention it."

He waved his hand, signaling to end the topic.

But Fei Shi looked at him and explained, "I remember you said that I have an obligation to pass on the blood of Kaleidoscope Sharingan. Considering your age and the current situation, marriage is indeed necessary. "

Uchiha Madara listened silently, lowering his eyes slightly, unable to see his expression clearly.

After a while, he looked sideways at the night sky, restrained his emotions, folded his chest and said coldly:

"I don't know when I will die on the battlefield. If I get married, it will inevitably delay other women. It won't be too late to think about these things after I survive the war."

"Is that so?...What a great sacrifice, Madara."

Fei Shi commented flatly, then changed his voice: "If this is the case, why does Senshou Zhujian marry a wife and have children like a normal person?"

"...that's his problem." Madara turned her head away, her voice was slightly cool.

"No, I think it's your problem. According to your statement, as long as the war doesn't stop, no one will marry and have children? This will cause negative population growth."

Fei Shi spoke in a serious manner, not noticing that the topic was taken to another place by the second half of his sentence in an instant.

Madara tilted his head to look at the dark yard, and his voice was a little hoarse for some reason: "...you still miss the point as always."

"Is there?" Fei Shi asked unconsciously.

The corner of the man's mouth twitched, and he sighed tiredly.

"Don't worry about it so much. In short, I don't need a wife or company now. I just want to reduce the casualties of my tribe and win this war as soon as possible."

He finally turned his head, his eyes flickered with flickering candlelight, and he stared at Fei Shi expressionlessly.

"You don't need to think about other things, just think about..."

He paused for a while, and then continued without any abnormality: "Just think about treating Quan Nai well."

Fei Shi was slightly stunned, and then a flash of light flashed in his eyes.

"Did you hear?"

"I saw it."

Fei Shi calmly nodded: "I will."

Madara's eyes flickered for a moment, then she silently looked away.

The two of them didn't speak any more, because Madara was having trouble calming down, while Fei Shi seemed to be waiting for something.

After a long time, when he was sure that Uchiha Madara didn't intend to speak again, he asked a little strangely: "What about you?"

Madara was slightly startled, then frowned in confusion: "What am I?"

"Leaving aside the matter between Quan Nai and me, you have taught me illusion, fire escape and shuriken without reservation in the past few months. What do you want me to do?" Fei Shi said as a matter of course.

Madara was stunned, and then surprise and anger appeared on his face: "You think I'm helping you because you want something in return?"

"Isn't it?" Fei Shi asked back with a blank expression, and he didn't seem to think there was anything wrong with it.

Spotted eyes looked at him darkly, wanted to scold him for being ignorant, but kept silent because of unknown guilt.

Why is he guilty?

...Of course, it was a guilty conscience that it was difficult to speak out after discovering that his younger brother had the same thoughts for him.

Fei Shi watched him blankly for a while, then suddenly said: "You don't have to hide it, Madara."

He took a step forward, looking into Madara's eyes probing, his voice low.

"I can see that there is a desire for me in your eyes, which is why you helped me. Your desire is slightly different from Quanna's, but the essence is the same...don't try to deny it."

He clasped Madara's wrist, who was about to say something when he opened his mouth, and pressed the back of his head with the other hand to force him closer to him, staring into his eyes intently.

Breathing intertwined, the temperature of each other was transmitted through the intersecting skin, making Madara instantly forget what he wanted to say just now, his eyes widened, his mind went blank, and his heart was beating wildly.

"You—" he opened his mouth with difficulty to squeeze out a syllable, and at the same time unconsciously wanted to back away.

He felt that the blood in his whole body was soaring from the soles of his feet to the top of his head, making the tips of his ears extremely hot.

"The pupils dilate and the pulse speeds up."

An astonishing voice rang in his ears, causing Madara's movements to freeze suddenly.

The young man's voice was close at hand, hot air blew into his ears, numbness spread from the pinna all the way to his body, making Madara almost unable to stand up.

"I don't understand why it happened, but the judgment of [emotion] is very simple."

Fei Shi leaned closer to Madara's ear, his voice hoarse.

"—You like me, Madara."

Madara's face turned pale in an instant.

Shura, who was invincible on the battlefield, started to breathe disorderly at the moment when his deepest unbearable thoughts were exposed.

He violently waved Fei Shi's hand away, avoiding his gaze in embarrassment, his whole body tensed up, and he said hoarsely: "You didn't just meet Quan Nai in the evening...why do you still do such a thing now?!"

"This kind of thing?...Yeah, why."

Fei Shi looked at him indifferently, his blue eyes were indifferent, without the slightest hint of helplessness from being questioned.

That tone of voice was too condescending, making Madara subconsciously feel chills, and she involuntarily glanced at him.

The world suddenly plunged into a blue sea.

There is a warm touch on the lips.

Everything is silent.

In the dead silence, Fei Shi raised his hand to cover Madara's eyes, leaned into the completely stunned young man's ear, and whispered: "Because everything between me and Quanna is [exchange of equal value]."

Midday on the moon.

The black-haired boy stood on tiptoe and sneaked past his brother's room, then trotted silently until he came to a certain room and outside.

He walked in gently and closed the door behind his back.

The moonlight spilled into the Japanese room, casting a layer of hazy silver on the ground.

The boy knelt down on the ground, looked down at his sweetheart's sleeping face intently, and leaned over to kiss him.

In the silence of the night, there were only the breathing of two people in the dark room, and something strange began to spread silently.

After Quan Nai kissed Fei Shi quietly, her eyes drifted to him involuntarily.

Half of the cherry-haired youth's body was bathed in the moonlight, but his fair skin appeared brighter than the moonlight.His graceful neck was exposed from the dark clothes, and when Quanna looked at it, her breathing couldn't help but become heavy.

He propped his hands on his sides, lowered his head, almost devoutly, and carefully kissed the fragrant skin.

"If you're so careful, you won't be able to do anything today, Quanna."

The young man's voice suddenly sounded above his head.

Uchiha Izuna bounced up his upper body like a spring, his cheeks were flushed red, he was speechless and said at a loss: "Feishi?! I'm not...that, I just, am..."

The cherry-haired youth who had just woken up looked lazy.He squinted at the embarrassed boy for a while, then casually stretched out his hand to pull him down, and kissed him again.

The dark clouds gradually covered the moon, and the room was completely plunged into darkness.

I don't know how long it took before the young man's extremely low voice sounded in the room.

"Your brother, what a strange man."

"Huh?... What do you mean?"

The black-haired boy was so tired that he couldn't open his eyes, he lay in his arms with a sleepy face and asked.

Fei Shi was thinking about something expressionlessly, but didn't speak.

A few seconds later, the boy who hugged him clingingly fell into a deep sleep, with a faint smile on his lips.

Fei Shi lowered his eyes slightly, condescendingly looking down at his innocent and relaxed sleeping face, with pensiveness in his eyes.

In the room separated by several walls, the black-haired young man tore off the quilt on his head, stared blankly at the ceiling, and sighed deeply.

【"You like me, but you don't seem to want me. Why? This is the first time I have encountered this situation. You helped me, but I can't repay you. This will make it difficult for me."】

The voice of the young man with cherry hair rang in his ears again, Uchiha Madara was silent for a while, and suddenly laughed at himself.

How did he answer it?Fei Shi silently recalled.

Ah yes, he said—

【"Just treat Quanna well. That kid likes you...don't let him down."】

【"that's it?"】

【"……that's all."】

【"Does this make you happy?"】

【"……what."】

The young man with cherry hair blinked slowly, and the fundus of his eyes gradually turned into a daze.

He seems to have seen Uchiha Madara's approach to Quanna before.Although the forms are different, the deepest things should be the same.

【"I love you, Fei Shi."】

The gentle whispers deep in the memory sounded again.

Madara Uchiha loves Quanna, and his older sister loves him.

What is it that they have in common in their actions?

The cherry-haired youth was silent in the night.

In the exquisite blue eyes, the loss became more and more serious.

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