[[[cp|bsp;   "Hey, sir, there are still passengers behind you." The two Zhongren who were guarding the gate politely asked the merchants who were blocking the door to leave. They had already gained enough understanding and forgiveness for those merchants who came to Konoha for the first time...

The tall figure said to the two gatekeepers: "Sorry..." He carried his cargo load and walked into the Muye Village, with several peddlers following closely behind.

Without cutting off the hat that was covering his face, he took off the load on his shoulders, stepped on the solid concrete floor, looking up at the powerful Naruto rock of Konoha, and his huge avatar overlooked the entire Konoha village.

The first generation second generation, haha, the strong men of a time disappeared before they met. How old are the third generation of Naruto who used to be able to look up to the audience now? Aibu Nozhe stared at the avatar carved against the mountain, silently speaking.

The few people following Zai Buzen entered the most powerful village in the ninja world for the first time. Looking at the majestic Naruto, they couldn't speak for a long time. "Huh-----" Zai Buzen let out a breath of turbid air, carried the burden on the ground and walked straight away, and the tall figure disappeared from the corner of the roadside.

The girl who heard the footsteps came back to her senses, her fair face was filled with anxiety, and her brown eyes flashed slightly. Just before the mist climbed up to the girl's eyes, a slightly cold voice came from the corner of the disappearing wall: "Let's find a place to live first, white..."

The girl's pink thin lips pursed a light smile, her squinting eyes drew an indescribable warmth, gently lifted her package, and ran towards the direction where the sound came.

Walking into a hotel casually, the simple and clean management made Zabuzhan feel satisfied. He heard the counter greeting in his ears: "Sir, do you want to stay or..."

"Accommodation." Zabuzen's simple words blocked the tender voices from the counter. Zabuzen took back the gaze of a large number of hotels and walked towards the counter.

The girl who was about ten years old was guarding the counter. Her short black hair felt energetic. Looking at the little ghost guarding the counter in front of her, Zai Buzhan's memory had never grown up in her mind. She closed her eyes slightly to hide a trace of weakness that she had slipped by secretly. However, the black ghost behind her appeared a little trembling that she had never noticed. Zai Buzhan shook her head and said softly to the girl in front of her: "Come to three better rooms."

"Tap" and "Tap"......

The crisp sound of footsteps came from behind him. Zabuzhan turned slightly, looked back, and gently shouted at the figure trotting, "Bai..."

The girl's figure rushed to her like a bird returning to the nest. She gently stroked her white hair. A trace of love flashed in her eyes, but she still didn't grow up, white...

Zai Buzhan took the package from Bai's hand, carried the load and walked upstairs, following the footsteps of the hotel girl, Zai Buzhan looked down slightly at Bai who was pulling the corner of her clothes. Her smiling and comfortable face made him unable to break free.

Haha, before I knew it, Bai is already 13 years old. Bai, who leaned against him, may be happier than her before, but he did not bring her much. Apart from training, there is also a slight concern. What else can I give to her?

Apart from the white clothes she had, she also had her only toy, the white bear she brought from the mist ninja defected, which was once dazzling and shiny, because the multiple cleanings were no longer as flashed as she had.

If I don’t kill the strand of stuffed hair in my bag, my eyes were slightly confused. Maybe I should have taken Bai here to visit? It’s a girl’s childhood. Bai can’t have it completely. Maybe this little compensation can be done by myself, right?

Zai Buzhan took the three keys handed over by the hotel girl, took Bai to the room near the door of the stairs, hung the other two keys outside the door, reached out and pushed open the wooden door, and piled the goods at random in a corner of the room.

Zai Buzhan lies on the bed with a white package, gently hugging Bai who is following him, pressing her chin against Bai Xiao’s head, closing her eyes, sniffing the fragrance between her hair, and saying lightly: "Bai, take a break in the morning and go out for a walk in the afternoon."

"Hmm?" Bai raised his head in confusion and looked at Zai Buzhan who was hugging him. Zai Buzhan felt Bai's eyes looking at him, and tightened his hug. He said nothing, but closed his eyes and listened to Bai's slightly accelerated heartbeat. The bandage that had not been removed brought a shallow dent.

Bai Qing buryed his head gently into his arms, listened to his familiar and powerful heartbeat, and fell asleep with peace of mind... A gentle smile raised on his fair cheeks, and his slightly opened mouth spoke warm words that only he could hear clearly. If he didn't kill his lord, your heartbeat would be faster...

After lunch, Zaibushen slowly walked out of the hotel with the freshly eaten white. The early autumn of Konoha was warm under the high sun, and it felt lazy when shining on people. The hawking sounds in his ears were no longer as loud as in the morning. The cicadas that echoed one after another continued the breath of summer, but I don’t know how long the cheerful sound could last.

The white eyes wandered around the lively stalls around. The prosperous atmosphere and all kinds of things I had never seen attracted this girl who was not in a good life, but she was unwilling to let go with her little hands that she would never cut.

Feeling the yearning of the girl beside her, Zai Buzhan stopped, patted Bai's forehead, took out the fire Country banknotes that had been exchanged for a tax drop from his pocket, and said softly: "Relax, Bai." Zai Buzhan gently pushed Bai who was guarding him. Seeing Bai looking at his eyes, he smiled faintly, and said softly: "I will follow you, Bai..."

Large and small, colorful candies, exquisite and cheap hair accessories, small puppets that keep moving due to mechanisms, countless fresh things attract the girl's attention, sometimes fiddling with the puppets curiously, sometimes touching the small jewelry placed on the stall.

The already blurred childhood memories come to the girl's heart. My mother once bought a small headdress for Bai from the peddler. It was very beautiful headdress, but Bai could not remember it clearly. If... maybe... my father's blood-filled and twisted face appeared in front of Bai's eyes, Bai shook his head, dispelling the picture in front of him, and the sour feeling floated in his heart...

Zai Buzhan followed Bai silently, looking at her wandering figure, a faint smile splashed on the corner of her mouth under the bandage, and saw Bai staying in a hairdressing stall and stagnating. Zai Buzhan was stunned and followed, Bai's figure slightly trembling with invisible trembling.

Zai Buzhan slowly squatted down, looked at Bai who had slightly closed his eyes, gently hugged her into his arms, and felt Bai who was hugging someone else to come back to his senses. Just as he was about to resist, he looked up slightly and saw the familiar face, and stopped.

Bai suddenly hugged Zaibujian's neck tightly with his arms, and his delicate cheeks pressed against Zaibujian's chest, sobbing gently. Zaibujian, who was suddenly hugged by Bai, was slightly stunned. Feeling the soft sob of the girl in his arms, he couldn't help but reach out and pat Bai's back. How long has it been since Bai cried in front of him?

Bai has never been strong, or Bai has never been weak. In his memory, Bai's crying was all about hurting the young girl in front of him...

Aibu Wushou Qingqing picked up a headdress in front of the white from the stall, threw down a piece of paper money, waved his hand to signal the stall owner not to speak, his hands, who were used to holding the beheading knife, clumsily combed the long hair in his arms for the white hair in his arms, but his hands that had never worn a headdress for the girl could not wrap the white hair in the white silk headdress.

"Puchi-" The girl in Aibubuying couldn't help but smile, and she pulled out Yulu's cheeks from Zaibubuchuying's arms with her slightly. She reached out to take the hair accessories in Zaibubuchuying's hand, combed the hair that was a little messy by Zaibubuchuying, and wrapped her long hair a few times, leaving only two long temples hanging on her cheeks.

Zaibuzhan scratched his hair awkwardly, stretched out his hand gently, pursed the mist remaining in the corner of his eyes, hugged Bai and said gently, "Let's walk forward..."

Bai smiled gently, grabbed Zaibuzhan's hand and ran forward. Zaibuzhan was slightly stunned. The hand that was held was dragged helplessly and ran forward...

Sweet fruits, spicy squid roast, barbecue with cumin flavor, and various snacks were stuffed into their mouths by white and no-kill. On the sunny Konoha road, a few sweet giggles occasionally sounded.

Happy times always fade away quickly. Perhaps not many times in a lifetime, but they are deeply imprinted in the heart. The sun cannot withstand the fatigue of the day and secretly hides its figure under the horizon, leaving only the deep red setting sun that reflects the face of man's face red.

No longer did he hold his white little hand and walk on the path made of wood-leaf cement, the "tap" sound made by his shoes stepping on the ground was particularly crisp. The bandage on his face had been abandoned in a corner at some point. The face hidden in the darkness filled with haze was slightly shining with a hint of sunshine.

Turning over a small intersection, a sign with some memory was hung in front of his face. Zabuzhan was slightly stunned. A non-pretty smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he gently looked at the girl beside him. Zabuzhan pulled his white little hand and whispered: "Let's have dinner here tonight..."

Feeling Bai Wenduo's gaze, Zaibuzhan hugged the girl and walked towards the noodle shop in front of her...

Bright tags flashing with dazzling fonts, one-skinned ramen...
Chapter completed!