Konoha Qiweiju

That night, true cultivation and forget how it would end.

I just remember that the whirlpool was always talking, and I occasionally responded with two sentences.

The old father seemed to want to say everything he hadn't said before.

From my heroic story back then to the naughty past when I was a child.

From the perception between life and death to the recent failure of going to the toilet.

For the first time, Zhenxiu did not tire of the old father's mumbling, on the contrary, he was very cooperative.

He didn't feel any sleep this night.

It wasn't until the whirlpool tide talked about late at night and fell asleep slowly that the conversation was over.

Looking at Uzumaki Chao's sleeping, frowning face, Zhenxiu felt more and more in his heart.

People live for a lifetime, and the vegetation is autumn.

It was something that should be taken lightly, but not many people can be taken lightly.

Zhenxiu originally thought that he would not have much feelings for the whirlpool tide.

But he didn't understand until now.

The friendship between father and son does not really become dull because of the lack of contact.

Faced with the life and death of their loved ones, no one can be so tough.

Seeing Uzumaki Tide sleeping like a child, Zhenxiu gently brushed the silver thread scattered across the gully face.

Zhenxiu remained silent for a long time, and finally left the room.

Outside, Mito sat on the steps, staring at the starry sky blankly, not knowing what he was thinking.

What can be known is that she, like Zhenxiu, is not too sleepy.

"Sister, haven't slept yet."

Zhenxiu said, Mito turned around.

"Dad is asleep?"

"Well, I'm already asleep."

Zhenxiu said, sitting next to Mito.

"sister……"

Zhenxiu wanted to say something, but it seemed that something stuck in his throat with one mouth, and he couldn't say a word.

Mito smiled and said, "What's wrong? Our Xiaozhen seems to be growing up too."

"Sister, do you look away?"

Seeing Mito's look much more relaxed than before, Zhenxiu was a little confused.

It stands to reason that the relationship between Mito and Uzumaki tide is deeper than true cultivation.

But now she seems to have come out of that sadness.

This makes Zhen Xiu very surprised.

"There is nothing I can't see, I've encountered this kind of thing too many times."

Mito sighed and looked towards the horizon.

The shining galaxy seemed to be unable to pretend Mito's sigh.

Zhenxiu did not speak, waiting for Mito's story.

It seems to be a very long story, but it seems to be a truth that can be said in one sentence.

"Xiaozhen, do you know how many brothers and sisters we have in total?"

Zhenxiu shook his head.

From the time he was born, there were only him and Mito.

The other brothers and sisters never seemed to hear them mention it.

"There are seven in total."

Seven!

In the Warring States Period, it was not too much, nor was it too little.

In an era when combat power is scarce, one more can be earned.

Because one more person means one more combat power.

And this number is the first time I have heard of Zhenxiu.

"The oldest brother is more than 40 years older than me. I died the year I was just born. After that, my second sister, third brother, fourth brother, and fifth sister died one after another. They didn't die of disease. They died in the war. In those chaotic times, when they went out every morning, you didn't even know if they would come back at night."

Mito's tone is very heavy.

She once saw her relatives die.

"And my mother died the second year after giving birth to you. Our whole lives are spent in the deaths of relatives."

Speaking of his mother, Mito's eyes became more sad.

When that kind mother died, Mito still remembered how heartbroken he was crying.

At that time, she was only twelve or thirteen years old.

At a young age, Mito has experienced too much.

Therefore, she hates war.

She is full of yearning for peace.

Then one day, she met between the pillars.

The man with light all over his body.

His wish is peace.

At that moment, Mito sank.

Not only is the strength of the pillars strong, but also because his longing for peace is so consistent with Mito.

Two similar hearts can come together.

Because they all have a common pursuit.

Mito didn't say much, but Zhenxiu's eyes changed.

Facing death, it turned out to be numb.

But numbness does not mean that you are not sad.

But Mito can choose a better way to deal with this matter.

"Xiaozhen, we can't change life and death. What we can do is to stay with Dad in the last days."

After Mito finished speaking, he got up and walked into the room.

Even the whirlpool is asleep, Mito hopes to see more.

Because the current whirlpool is still warm.

Once he loses the temperature, then everything is too late.

Zhenxiu sat motionless on the steps.

His mind is messed up.

He doesn't know much of the truth.

Only now, he feels sad.

This sad mood is not a gap that can be filled by any reason.

People can understand only after experiencing it.

When the sun just rose the next day, Zhenxiu was busy in the kitchen.

This time it was not scrambled eggs, but three-egg siu mai.

This is also an extraordinary dish for Zhenxiu and Uzumaki Tide.

Zhenxiu is also looking for memories between father and son.

Whirlpool Tide is delicious and happy.

Even if his sense of taste is gradually losing.

One month may not seem short, but it is actually very short.

The time for the whirlpool to wake up is also getting less and less.

Originally I could be awake for eight hours a day, but later it became six hours, four hours...

He visited once during Banshu, and he didn't feel much in his heart when he saw the old grandpa.

From small to large, Ban Shu didn't have much time to see the whirlpool tide.

There is not much to say about feelings.

This reaction is not surprising.

It's just that the gloomy atmosphere around him still made Ban Shu's heart waver.

But that's it.

One day later, Zhenxiu and Mito were both waiting in front of the hospital bed in the whirlpool, waiting for the moment he woke up.

Suddenly, Uzumaki tide opened his eyes.

The turbid color in his eyes gradually dissipated, and he seemed to become more energetic.

Shinshu and Mito looked at each other, their eyes turned a little sad.

Back to light.

That day, the whirlpool wave got up after a long time.

With the support of Zhenxiu and Mito, he walked for a day in the Uzushio hidden village.

At sunset, he stood on the top of the mountain, closing his eyes forever.

Nothing happened, it was like falling asleep.

It's just that the last trace of life in the body is withdrawn.

"Boy, just do what you want. In life, leaving no regrets is the most important thing. I will be in the sky and bless you."

The last sentence of the whirlpool tide was always engraved in Zhen Xiu's heart.

The whirlpool wanted to open.

But true cultivation does not have much joy.

This blessing came a bit late, but not too late.