The morning light shines on Obito's face, and the mud spots are still stuck to the cheekbones. His right eye is black and blue, and there is a crack at the corner of his mouth.
Her hair was blown into a mess by the wind, and she looked like she had just finished fighting with ten rebellious ninjas.
However, his eyes were so bright that the heat on Lin's face spread all the way to her ears, and the hand holding the cotton swab refused to control her.
She lowered her head and stuffed the potion bottle back into the medical box. The bottom of the bottle brushed against the edge of the box and she almost let it go.
"Lin?"
Obito just called out, Lin had already grabbed his arm and pushed him, who was still dazed, out the door.
"Wait a minute!"
Obito's mind was in a state of confusion. What exactly was wrong with that sentence just now?
Are you saying it too quickly? Why don't you add that you will work hard to make money to support her?
Although his salary was small, he didn't have much money left after buying Heat Pack Talisman.
If it doesn't work out, he can still go to the Strategic Investment Department to pick up a few more jobs. The abacus is almost making him feel out of his skin.
Lin didn't give him any time to make amends, and directly pushed him out of the door, and the door panel closed in front of his nose.
Obito stood on the steps, with his hands still raised in the air, forgetting what to do next.
There was silence behind the door for a moment, and Lin's trembling voice came out through the wooden board.
"I'll see you tomorrow morning at nine o'clock, Konoha Park, and I'll give you an answer then."
Obito's eyes opened wider and wider, and the smile on his lips was so silly that there was still a bit of bitter nervousness hidden in it.
"Okay!"
The sound of the voice spread far away, and immediately the sound of slippers stepping on the floor was heard in the room. Lin had obviously run away.
Obito quickly held back his voice and added another sentence to the door panel.
"Then I'll wait for you tomorrow!"
He grabbed the back of his head and walked in the direction of Uchiha compound. After taking a few steps, he hooked his left foot with his right foot and almost fell into a ditch filled with melted snow water on the side of the road.
After standing firm, Obito flattened his cotton-padded clothes as if nothing had happened and swept around.
There is no one on the street, so Konoha Elite Jonin can still manage to regain his dignity.
When he got home, Obito didn't even change his clothes, and his muddy trouser legs left a series of wet footprints on the tatami.
He had no time to pay attention to this, so he took out the wooden sculpture from his pocket and put it on the low table.
There was a crack in the middle of the wood carving, and the crack was filled with sand. It still looked terrible.
"As ugly as it is, it can still be mended."
Obito dug out a bottle of low-quality glue worth two yuan, found fine sandpaper and a carving knife, and sat cross-legged at the table.
The tip of the carving knife picked out the mud in the crack little by little. The scratch on the back of his hand had not been treated, and the fingertips were also frayed, but he just stared at the wood.
When the tip of the knife went astray, he cut off the excess wood stubble. The glue was not strong enough, so he propped up his chin and waited for it to dry, then added a layer from the edge.
The wood chips on the table are getting thicker and thicker.
This cheapest piece of wood was turned over and over in his palm, but it contained the thoughts that he had been least afraid to talk about in recent years.
On the other side, Lin's back was against the door panel, covering her hot face with both hands. She didn't slowly let go of her hands until the footsteps outside the door were completely gone.
The medical kit lay crooked at her feet, and the cotton swab rolled to the corner. She even forgot to pick it up when she knelt down.
My chest was beating wildly and I couldn't calm down.
After closing my eyes, the appearance of Obito became clearer.
Kannabi Bridge Next, the boy who is covered in blood and still protecting his teammates, usually shouts the loudest, and always rushes out first when he is really in danger.
Lin walked to the mirror. The girl in the mirror had ridiculously red cheeks and didn't even know where to put her hands.
"Calm down."
She stared at the mirror for a long time.
Is the usual tolerance and concern for Obito just a habit of the medical ninja, or has it already crossed the line between teammates?
She couldn't figure it out on her own.
Since you can't figure it out, let's ask the two people who know Obito best.
When the sun passed over the eaves, the bookstore on the corner of Shopping Street had just raised its curtain.
Kakashi was leaning against the telephone pole outside the door, with his white hair sticking out of shape, lowering his head and flipping through the curled book "Make-Out Paradise".
Last night, Obito looked like he was about to go to the execution ground, which made him somewhat uneasy about his conscience.
The book had just turned to the first page when the morning light was suddenly blocked by someone.
Kakashi raised his head and saw Rin Nohara standing in front of him, his hands folded in front of him, with a solemn expression.
"Kakashi, can you call Ye Yi?"
Kakashi's eyelids twitched.
"What?"
Lin paused and lightly rubbed her fingertips on the back of her hand.
"I have a major life event that I would like to ask you to help analyze."
The orange booklet slipped into the snowy water from Kakashi's hand.
He stared at the soaked pages without bending down for a long time.
Last night Obito dragged him out of bed, and the three of them climbed over the wall and ran to find Asuma. The torturous experience had not yet been fully digested.
Early this morning, Lin came to my door again to talk about life events.
Who signed him up for this miserable job as a love counselor?
Not long after, in Uchiha Ye's small courtyard, Ye had just gotten back into bed and was about to catch up on some sleep, when Kakashi opened the door.
Kakashi, with his face still awake, took Ye out of the quilt.
"Get up."
Ye sat up wrapped in a quilt, her hair a mess.
"Kakashi, you'd better be in trouble."
"Lin came to us. She said she wanted to talk about important things in life."
Ye lay with her eyes closed for a while, then reached out to grab her clothes, her face full of displeasure.
"Is there any after-sales service for love?"
Konoha Commercial Street, in the innermost box of the dessert shop, Ye and Kakashi were sitting face to face, with a cup of hot tea each on the table.
The tea surface was flat and neat, no one touched it.
Ye Huan put on a coat and just picked up the teacup to moisten his throat. Lin had already sat upright opposite him.
"Obito confessed to me this morning."
She pursed her lips and placed her fingers next to the rim of the cup.
"He said he wanted to protect me for the rest of his life."
Lin lowered her eyes and her ears began to feel warm again.
"When I heard those words, my chest beat so hard that I couldn't sit still even when I got home."
She looked up at the two of them.
"I can't figure out whether I care about him because I care about my teammates or something else."
"Can you help me sort this out?"
At night, I choked on my tea and coughed out half a sound.
Kakashi raised his hands to cover his face.
The only thing left in the private room was the heat rising from the table.
Last night, I just sent away a foolish man who was full of confusion, and the woman came to ask for answers again.
I'm afraid I won't be able to avoid my job as a love mentor today.
[Ding! From Kakashi Hatake's life without love, +1100!]
Ye wiped her face and put the teacup back on the table.
"I will use the most straightforward and least roundabout way to ask you something."
He moved closer to Lin and tapped Kakashi with his finger.
"This morning, the person standing outside your door covered in mud and water, saying that he will protect you for the rest of his life, what would you do if it were Kakashi?"
Kakashi raised his head and even forgot to put his hands down.
"Hey, why are you using me as an example again?"
Lin followed Ye's fingers and looked over, just in time to see Kakashi's sleepy face.
Bai Mao stood in front of her house, covered in mud and water, saying that he would protect her for the rest of his life.
Lin just went through this scene in her mind and gave her answer.
"I will close the door immediately and send him to Konoha Hospital Brain Surgery to register, and the specialist number will also be made."
Kakashi didn't say anything, and only raised the hand covering his face a little higher.
After saying this, Lin calmed down.
Obito The back figure that rushed in front of her time and time again, and the face that was covered in mud and water but was so bright this morning, connected in her mind.
The guy was sitting on the chair, his palms were covered in sweat, and he had exhausted his courage to even look at her.
She wasn't afraid, nor did she feel ridiculous.
Thinking of the injuries on Obito's face, her chest felt tight.
Obito When she said those words, she even wanted to take a step forward and hug this fool.
Those tangled thoughts finally found a place to settle.
Lin pushed away her chair, took a half step back, and bowed seriously to Chao Ye and Kakashi.
"Thank you, I understand."
She opened the box door and walked out quickly, her feet much lighter than when she came in.
My eyes returned to Uchiha compound, Obito was still cleaning the mud and sand in the cracks of the wood carving.
Even though his fingers were worn out, he still didn't stop.
When the tip of the knife was crooked, he slowly repaired it. The glue dried slowly, so he waited by the table. The sawdust piled up on the back of his hand.
When the glue stopped touching his hands, he raised his thumb and looked carefully at the repaired wood carving.
The cracks are still exposed, and a lot of glue spills out from the edges.
Under the warm yellow light, a crooked medical box was carved in the center of the wood, with a small pair of goggles added next to it.
Obito held the wood carving in both hands and smiled so hard that he couldn't close his mouth.
"Tomorrow morning at nine o'clock, Konoha Park."
"I will never let go this time!"