He was born in a war-torn world, and people were displaced and complained bitterly in the battlefields of Yunnan.
He grew up on the battlefield, not the war, but the battlefield.
Perhaps many people don't quite understand this subtle gap, but he grew up alone in the battlefield in blood shed, listening to endless complaints.
No one knows more about the cruelty and horror of war than he does.
He is an orphan, an ordinary person in this war-torn world.
Looking at the empty young faces in the orphanage, young Namikaze Minato thought with some trepidation.
Unlike these orphans who have just lost their parents, he doesn't remember their parents' appearance, but only vaguely remembers the last temperature of his father's big palm and his mother's warm smile.
He remembers that when he opened his eyes from the long darkness, he saw a bunch of arrogant white hair, a smiling face that looked silly, a big palm covered with cocoons spread out before his eyes, and the cold blue eyes of Watergate blinked. He heard the man's deep voice, "son, come home with me!" "
Home,
He turned his head in disbelief and looked at himself who had survived on the battlefield. His consciousness suddenly became a little groggy, so that he couldn't see whether the two deja vu figures in a pool of blood were the two people he remembered.
The man who forms a family with him.
Looking up with difficulty, he looked at the white-haired ninja in front of him and smiled faintly. "Do you know how to get to my house? I seem to be lost. "
His voice was childish and he giggled awkwardly like a lost child. However, the opposite person can't help but feel sad. When he saw two familiar figures in a pool of blood, his deep eyes tightened, and then his face was gloomy and low. "Well, I know."
"Really?" The smile on the corners of the mouth spread, with enough warmth to melt the ice. "I have a home ..."
The man was shocked, but said nothing. He just reached out and rubbed his blond hair. There is a comfort and a faint sadness in his voice. "Watergate, Konoha is your home."
"Watergate incident?" The puzzled child raised his head in some confusion, but his mouth was still smiling. "Are you calling me?"
The big palm resting on his head froze. The next moment, a young face suddenly appeared in front of him. He blinked subconsciously and read a nostalgic sadness from the other person's eyes. "Yes, your name is Namikaze Minato."
"Bo Feng ... Watergate Incident ... Watergate Incident ..." Repeated blankly. Watergate looked down at his bloody hands. The chaotic consciousness finally found a trace of clarity because of this familiar word. Watergate raised his head, his cold blue eyes were full of sadness, and his ears seemed to echo his father's dying words. "Watergate, you should live well."
He clenched his hand unconsciously and used the pain of his nails embedded in his palm to suppress the sadness caused by the attack. He took a deep breath and raised his mouth to the stranger in front of him. He said flatly, "Yes, I'm Namikaze Minato ... and you?"
"I'm your father's friend Jiraiya." The white-haired ninja's eyes rested on Watergate's wet hands, and some reluctantly raised their heads, only to find that he was still smiling.
"Watergate ..." Jiraiya's voice suddenly became hoarse. He reached out his trembling hand and patted Watergate on the shoulder. After a long time, he sighed, "Son, why don't you cry?"
Watergate froze and looked up, and the smile that had not been torn off could no longer stop the sadness in the cold blue eyes.
Jiraiya was stunned. He looked at the corner of Watergate's mouth, and it was still stubbornly raised. The late autumn wind brought coolness, but he didn't feel anything, because the newly orphaned child was trying to get rid of the sadness in his eyes and put on a faint smile. "Mom says she likes to see my smile."
This is the first time that Jiraiya has met Namikaze Minato, and it is also the first time that he knows that someone can redeem himself with a smile.
Redeem your soul full of guilt and regret for not saving your friends and husband in time.
Although Watergate was only five years old at that time.
Looking at the Watergate calmly walking towards the parents' bodies, Jiraiya held back the sudden acidity in his eyes and vaguely relieved, thinking that the child would become the sunshine of Konoha.
An orphanage is a place to suppress sadness. During the day, there are vacant faces, gentle and sad eyes, and scenes that make people cry. Even in the dead of night, you can always hear a low and messy whine from the shed, just like a cub who has just lost a loved one licking the wound helplessly, but it is more depressing and tearing people's hearts.
Everyone has their own hidden wounds, everyone has intangible scars, and everyone is always careless when facing others, because they can only see their own sadness.
So contradictions naturally arise, and disputes are everywhere.
The staff of the orphanage have already practiced the skill of turning a blind eye. Every day and every night, when the scene is about to get out of control, they always come to them with a numb face, sternly stop the children who cause disputes and throw them into the brig.
Although cold, it is the most effective choice they can make when they lack feelings.
The war-torn world numbs their souls and obliterates the joy and sadness that belong to "people", so they don't know what to do in the face of children who hurt each other helplessly because of unspeakable pain and sadness.
Lock it up!
They saw each other's meaning in their silent eyes. If you can't see them, their hearts will not be inexplicably troubled. When they turn around, they can face the world calmly and wait numbly for their own tomorrow.
Or they have no tomorrow.
This has always been the way of dealing with orphanages, and it is an open secret in Konoha. However, even the most charitable three generations can't find a reason to reprimand them, except the boy with a sunny smile.
Namikaze Minato.
In the war-torn world, orphanages often encounter unfamiliar and immature faces, and the staff members' numb nerves rarely remember which name, but this child really makes them speechless.
Accustomed to seeing too many expressions of sadness or fear, they have already learned to be indifferent, so that when the disciples of Lord Huo Ying came with a young child that day, they just looked down at the registration form in their hands numbly and asked in a standardized way: "Name, age, reason for becoming an orphan."
Don't blame them for being direct, because war is never euphemistic, and life and death are often only in an instant.
They never hide their sadness for others, because no one has ever taught them.
There was no unexpected screaming or crying, and there was no imaginary voice of Jiraiya comforting children. They moved subconsciously and turned their heads in unison. They saw that the child with blood on his hands raised his mouth slightly. "Namikaze Minato, 5 years old, is the reason for becoming an orphan ..."
The immature voice suddenly stopped, and some sad eyes looked at the direction in which they came, which made them dumbfounded.
The pen in his hand fell to the ground, the notebook slipped from his hand, and his eyes fell on the child's silly smile. Pure without a trace of impurities, warm enough to make them think that the sadness that flashed in those blue eyes actually came from their self-righteous imagination, but the child with a warm smile still just smiled, stretched out his hand and scratched his blond hair, and his voice was so polite and sad. "I'm the only one at home ..."
Those eyes as pure as sea water are full of deep sadness, but the temperature of that smile hasn't changed at all. The line of sight subconsciously turned to the hair of his blood-stained hands, and the brilliant golden yellow came into view, which dazzled them and made them think that the sky suddenly cleared up.
The gloomy sky from the beginning of the war finally has a glimmer of light. Its name is Sun.
The sunshine of konoha.
It's hard not to remember such a child, even if he has never participated in any big or small disputes in the orphanage, even if he has never cried about the harsh environment in the orphanage, and even if he rarely cries alone in the middle of the night, they can't help but pay attention to this child.
Because only Watergate is smiling at them.
The frozen heart couldn't help melting out a corner, a corner belonging to Namikaze Minato, because of that smile. So when Watergate's thin body rushed up to stop their atrocities, they subconsciously took action, because in Watergate's smiling eyes, there was a light called anger.
"Why do you want to do this?" That handsome face, which looks like a smile for a long time, is rarely gloomy and his eyebrows are tight. Look at their eyes full of incomprehension. "They are just children! Just because I am too sad and a little extreme, why should I be so cruel to them? "
Everyone was silent in unison, as always, but in the face of Watergate's stubborn blue eyes, they were vaguely anxious, because they could not tell the sunny children that they did not understand sadness.
There was no stranger's laughter at the gate. Everyone turned their heads subconsciously and saw three generations of lovers Jiraiya striding towards Watergate. Ignoring the surprised eyes of the people present, he reached out and pointed his hand at Watergate again. "Son, I'll take you home."
This sentence quickly opened the silence of the scene, and the voices of children whispering kept coming. Watergate's eyes unconsciously swept the envious eyes of many children and fell on Jiraiya's outstretched palm. The familiar plot aroused warm memories in his heart. He couldn't help gathering up his previous anger and smiling at Jiraiya, but the immature voice was clearly introduced to everyone present.
He said, "No, this is my home."
Everyone was dumbfounded. Incredible eyes fell on Watergate who was still smiling. Even Jiraiya, who hurried to meet him, couldn't help feeling sluggish. He saw Watergate suddenly walk up to the two children who had caused the dispute before, holding one person's hand in one hand and folding the two children's daze hands in front of him in the other. His voice is as gentle as the sigh of the March spring wind. "You see, they are all my family."
Tears rolled down at once, and the two children who were too sad to fight finally couldn't help but squat down and cry, their voices choked, and they heard the same guilt in each other's same choked voice, and the crying became louder. Watergate just tugged at his lower lip in some confusion and smiled. When more and more children join the crying camp, they stand in the same place at a loss, as if they don't understand why this happened.
The scene that fell on the fundus was sad, but Jiraiya suddenly smiled inappropriately and walked out of the orphanage door with many surprised eyes. The bright sunshine in front of him made him smile at the corners of his mouth.
He told you that child would be the sunshine of konoha.
Er Sunshine Huo Yan
He fell in love with that girl almost at first sight.
Fire-like dazzling hair slightly weird top of the head, set off her white face red. It looks like a ripe tomato, so cute that people can't help but want to take a bite. Bright eyes seemed to sweep past everyone in front of her disdainfully, but Watergate read some lonely thoughts in those dark eyes. Arrogant words and deeds, heroic behavior, rudeness is not like a girl at all, but unexpectedly sincere and lovely in his eyes.
He thought, she is not good at expressing emotions! Obviously so afraid of loneliness, he just pretended not to care and walked in front of him disdainfully. When his gentle black eyes looked at him, they faintly flashed a look of envy.
Looking around the scene unconsciously, he found almost all the children standing around him. This is actually a very common scene of Konoha, where there are many orphans. As long as there is a place where he appears, it will inexplicably evolve into this situation.
This scene lasted from the orphanage to the ninja school, and he was used to not caring until he saw her eyes.
Lonely, eager to be loved.
Of course, he didn't fall in love with someone because of such a look. He just can't forget the seemingly boundless ideal of the girl, "I want to be the first generation of female Naruto!" " "
He heard the sound of ridicule around him. "You are dreaming, tomato girl!" ""yes, that's what women should be like! " "Tomatoes go back to make ketchup ..." "Ha ha, yes! "
Watergate frowned, just trying to stop their malicious voice, when she saw the girl glaring at them, "My name is Whirlpool, not tomato girl!" "
Wonai, so remember this name.
He saw her desperately waving her thin arms and provoking those who laughed at her, as if arguing about something. That grinning tigress looks really cute.
Tough can also be cute, he thinks of himself, probably with a tendency to be abused!
Watergate was stopped by the teacher when she tried to be friendly. She had to stand up first and smiled in the eyes of her unsurprising classmates and said, "I want to be a fire shadow that can be recognized by everyone!" " "
Almost the same ideal, but the voice of support and trust from his usual playmates greeted him, "Watergate, come on!" "Watergate, I believe you!" Watergate, you can do it!
Is it gender inequality? Or is it just because she is a ninja from outside, or because she is so popular that everyone supports him inexplicably?
When he saw the girl's eyes shining with jealousy and resentment, he couldn't help thinking that some lost ideas probably didn't need to say hello!
Because, she has fired herself at the first time.
He should have spoken earlier and sat at the gate of the orphanage. Young Namikaze Minato was annoyed for the first time. He cupped his chin and looked blankly at the people coming and going at the door. He lost his smile and felt a little anxious, so that when his friend came over and asked her what was wrong, he subconsciously said his troubles, "That girl hates me."
People around him didn't answer, and Watergate didn't care until he finally decided to find a way. Looking back, he said, "How can I make her not hate me?" Seeing his friend's indignant back, he swallowed back at once. He stared at his friend and waved his arms to greet his companions in the orphanage, and there was a bloody voice in his ear. "Brothers, that tomato girl dares to bully Watergate, let's give her some color to see see!"
Watergate was suddenly embarrassed.
Recalling my earlier words doubtfully, I can't help but frown and look at myself as a friend of white people since childhood. Where did he come to that ridiculous conclusion?
Children in orphanages have been restless for a long time. For them, bullying Watergate is worse than bullying themselves, so they rushed out in a daze. When Watergate finally appeared, the battle had already begun. Looking at the chaotic scene in front of him, Watergate was shocked for the first time.
For children who haven't started to learn Ninjutsu, the way to fight is simply to hit, scratch, bite and kick. Watergate is not unheard of, but it is the first time I have seen it.
That girl doesn't follow any routine at all, just like her hair color, it's fiery red, unrestrained and flamboyant. Basically, she thinks of any tricks immediately, and the strange tricks make the children who have great advantages gradually fall behind.
Looking at his playmate who seldom loses in a fight, Watergate suddenly laughed inappropriately. This abrupt laughter caught Chennai's attention. He looked up in the battle and noticed that the boy who had envied himself at school was looking at her with a boring look. He couldn't help but want to rush up.
Watergate was startled, only to find that he seemed to have done something wrong again. He couldn't help feeling a little flustered. He just wants to explain something. The teacher who heard the news rushed to take the angry tiger away. Watergate's stupefied eyes fell on the girl who was still struggling when she was picked up by the teacher and stared at him. Because of the fight before, all the hair on her head was loose. As she struggled, she threw a beautiful arc in the air, and Watergate could not help laughing again.
The fiery red flying in the sky is really like freshly cooked peppers. It was intense and hot, but somehow it attracted his attention.
"Damn pepper ..." He couldn't help mumbling, but his mouth was almost spoiled with a smile, which made his friend who had just come over look silly. "Do you like peppers?"
Watergate froze for a moment, but his eyes didn't take off from Chennai. He smiled faintly. "Yes, I like it very much."
She seems to hate him even more ... learn a lesson and stop squatting at the entrance of the orphanage. During the break after school, Namikaze Minato stared blankly at Chennai's seat. No, meditation.
What the hell does she want? Watergate cocked his head and watched Chen Nai secretly draw something on the teacher's podium when he thought no one was paying attention. He couldn't help but raise his mouth slightly. What a simple little girl!
Last time in this teacher's class, she was scolded by that old-fashioned teacher for not answering questions, which probably means that she doesn't know herself and tries to be a naruto!
He was also very angry that day. No matter how much the teacher did, he should not dampen the students' confidence, but before he could speak, the girl raised her head high and almost screamed, "Who says a fool can't be Naruto!"
"Ha ha, tomato girl, admit that you are a fool!"
"Yes, yes, but bloody pepper sounds better, violent woman!"
"Yes, I don't know who started it. Too talented ... "
Pepper ... Watergate is embarrassed for the second time. Thinking of what I said unconsciously that day, I couldn't help glancing at my deskmate's friend. I saw him winking at himself, as if to show off his achievements.
Weak, he looked at Chennai anxiously, and saw her explode again at once. She is still arrogant, as if asking who gave her the nickname. Boys always laugh at her. After all, losing to a girl is a shameful thing, so they have to vent their depression in this way.
The classroom suddenly became very noisy until the angry teacher punished her for standing outside. Chennai stopped the crazy behavior of grasping and pulling, stamped his feet angrily and walked out without hesitation.
She always turned her back on him, so Watergate didn't see it at all. The girl in full swing is still stubborn and lonely.
The feeling of distressed spread strangely. Watergate almost involuntarily followed her figure and looked out of the window, only to find that the sky that had been shining all the time did not know when it began to rain heavily, just like the flame that no longer seemed to shine, which made his mood a little heavy.
Namikaze Minato, what are you doing? Seeing him suddenly stand up, the teacher asked inexplicably, and the whole class stared at him at once. Shuimen subconsciously scratched his head, only to find that he couldn't laugh, so he had to put his gloomy eyes on Chennai's shivering figure in the heavy rain. "It's raining."
The tone of the statement, her voice is calm and waveless, and there is no anger or joy. The teacher opened her mouth wide in surprise. When she first looked at the boy who was almost always smiling, she felt a sense of majesty and nodded subconsciously. "So ... let her in ..."
As soon as the teacher's words fell, Watergate's face suddenly improved a lot. Under the surprised eyes of his classmates, he smiled at the teacher, and seemed to change back into a polite and gentle Namikaze Minato, gently saying, "Thank you, teacher."
The atmosphere was strangely silent, and my deskmate friend Mu Bai finally had some reaction. Curious eyes swirled around the girl who had just stepped into the house and been watching the Watergate for a long time, and then suddenly said, "Is this your favorite pepper?"
Watergate finally turned his eyes back, but didn't look at him. He just lowered his head and continued to look at the book in his hand. However, the radian of his mouth makes his friends who think they know him best slightly blind.
So, I don't like it anymore. ...
A white hand suddenly appeared in front of him. Chennai looked up and stared at the boy who had committed several crimes. He couldn't help feeling angry, but he didn't dare to speak loudly because he had just done something wrong. He had to whisper, "What are you doing!"
"bring it." Watergate's voice is surprisingly gentle, but her eyes are firm, and her eyes are staring at Chennai, which makes her feel guilty and can't help but freeze. Then she innocently didn't look away. "I don't know what you're talking about ..."
He couldn't help laughing when he noticed Chennai hurriedly put his hand behind his back. "Take all your things."
"It's just ... it's just nothing ..." Nai stammered inexplicably. Obviously, the person he hates most is in front of him, but in the face of his eyes that seem to know everything and the warm smile on his mouth, it's really ... fierce. "How do you know?" She said gloomily.
Watergate sighed, knowing it would be a little difficult to get something from the girl in front of him, but ... looking at the clock in the classroom, he was heading for the beginning of the next class, and his deep blue eyes flashed, and he suddenly smiled, "The teacher is coming ..."
"Are you coming?" Chennai turned around nervously, but didn't see the stuffy teacher coming. Her hands suddenly became lighter. She froze and realized that she had been cheated.
"Give it back to me!" She turned around angrily and found that Watergate didn't know where it was hidden. She can't help being a little worried. "That's expensive ..." In order to ensure the effect, she bought glue specially. ...
Watergate paused, looked at her dissatisfied expression, and couldn't help showing a coquettish smile. He said gently, "It won't be long, and I'll pay you back later."
After saying this, the bell rang, and Watergate couldn't help smoothing her hair, but the immature voice made people feel inexplicably that there was a force for maintaining stability. Chennai was attracted by the warmth of his seemingly all-encompassing blue eyes and returned to his seat stupefied. It was a long time before I remembered that the guy just now seemed to want to touch her hair. ...
It was not until the teacher glued to the desk angrily traced the culprit that Chennai understood the intention of Watergate, but he was even more puzzled.
He actually stood up, with glue in his hand, and under the gaze of the whole class, he scratched his head awkwardly, and his mouth was still that trademark smile. "I just want to try the strength of the glue ..."
What a farfetched reason! Chen nai almost wants to despise this guy who obviously can't tell lies, but when he sees the angry teacher trying to kick people out of the classroom again, Chen nai resentfully wants to stand up and announce that the culprit is himself. Although she is really grateful to him for doing so, she is not the one who did something bad and let others take the blame.
A pair of big hands suddenly pinned down her body, and Chen Nai immediately turned around and saw that the teenager who took the lead in fighting with her that day was firmly shaking his head. "Don't waste Watergate's efforts."
Konoha is an extremely exclusive village. At present, the girl's attitude towards Watergate has aroused strong dissatisfaction among the children in the orphanage, and Watergate's attitude of being especially tolerant to her has made a lot of girls hate her very much. She's isolated enough. If she annoys the teacher again ...
Chennai was shocked and subconsciously turned his eyes back to Watergate. He was going out. He saw that the boy who had stepped out of the door with one foot stopped slightly, blinked at her when no one was looking, and his mouth rose slightly, as if he had said something.
"What did he say?" Chen Naiqi asked strangely, originally a sentence to himself, but was unexpectedly answered, "He asked you, have you figured it out?"
Grade 6 of Yongxi Primary School in Nayong County, Bijie Prefecture, Guizhou Province: Jin Xin