Naruto: The Brightest Star

Chapter 213 Snow

My name is Chen Xue, and I am an orphan.

The last name Chen comes from the director’s mother, and the last name Xue comes from the fact that I was picked up by the director’s mother on a snowy day.

I heard the director's mother say that when she woke up and saw the yard full of snow, she was about to go out to sweep the snow when she found me sleeping against the door.

I heard that the director's mother was frightened at that time. After all, seeing a child covered in white sitting at the door would scare anyone.

I don't remember what my parents looked like, what their voices sounded like, or whether they loved me.

But I know that I am a burden to them.

Because I heard from the director's mother that I had a very serious disease. My body was constantly being picked up and bumped, and I couldn't get any sunlight. I was thankful that I was able to survive safely.

At that time, I didn’t know what my illness was, I just knew that I was different from other children.

I have white hair, red eyes, and pale skin.

I don’t like sunlight. I like to stay in the shadows and watch them quietly in a corner.

It seemed that because of my uniqueness and incompatibility, those children didn’t like me very much, and only one child was willing to approach me.

"Xiaoxue, Xiaoxue~ Look, this is the first flower that bloomed in the yard this year~"

"Xiaoxue, Xiaoxue~ Here! I'll share a piece of the candy that the dean's mother gave me as a reward with you!"

"Xiaoxue, Xiaoxue ~ Are you unhappy? Why have I never seen you smile?"

At that time, I was very annoyed with her. I felt that she was like a chirping little sparrow, making noises around me.

Maybe because she often played with me, a loner kid, she was gradually isolated.

But she didn't care and ran around the yard like a happy little bird.

It seems that the word happy is the right one to describe her.

One day, I was on the second floor and saw her being bullied by a group of boys.

When I went downstairs, I saw her squatting under the shade of a tree, secretly wiping her tears.

"Do you need me to tell Yard Mom."

I asked her, but she hesitated and then shook her head.

"No, if they knew that it was Xiaoxue who told the mother in the yard, they would definitely bully Xiaoxue. I can handle it myself."

She forced a smile, as if that would make me feel at ease.

What an idiot.

I cursed her silently in my heart.

In the afternoon, I accidentally ran into the group of children who bullied her, and accidentally told them that there was a honey nest in the orphanage.

Then they were seen running excitedly towards the hornet's nest behind the orphanage.

I didn't say much, I just went to the dean's office, found the dean's mother, and told her that the girl had fallen and was covered in bruises.

Upon hearing this, the director's mother immediately took the child to the town to buy medicine.

Then I accidentally hit a bucket of water on my way back.

The aunt who came over after hearing the noise kept scolding me.

Her voice was good enough to cover up the shouting of the children in the backyard.

After the scolding, I cleaned up the water on the ground with my aunt.

After a long time, a child ran in, his face was extremely red and swollen, and he kept crying.

Then three or four children ran in, their bodies and faces were red and swollen.

Seeing this, the frightened aunt quickly called the director's mother and asked her to come back.

When the director's mother and she came back, they saw that they had cried their voices hoarse.

So the director's mother took them away.

"What happened to Xiaoxue and the others?"

She asked me puzzledly.

"Who knows, maybe it's retribution."

Because of this incident, I became enemies with them. They started trying to bully me, but they were the ones who suffered every time.

Gradually they realized that if they bullied me they would be in trouble.

So, every time they saw me, they would stay away from me.

The days seem to have returned to the way they were.

I sat under the shade of the tree, either daydreaming or reading, and she kept chattering beside me.

I thought that incident was just a small episode in my life, but I didn't expect that what happened between me and them would be seen by another person.

A week later, I was adopted by a man.

That day, the sky was very clear and the warm sunshine shone on the earth.

I clung to the wall, squatting in the shadows and unwilling to step into the sunlight.

The man seemed to know that I was sick, so he gave me a parasol to block the sunlight that I felt a little disgusted with.

I followed him into a black car.

That day, I didn’t see her coming to see me off at the orphanage gate. It was only later that I learned that she was leaning on the second-floor window, watching me leave and crying for a long time.

I followed the man into a big house where many people lived. I heard that they were also orphans.

I was placed in a room, and every day the man would ask me some questions, and then a special teacher would teach me.

I stayed in that room for half a year.

The man said he wanted to play a game with me. He then gave me these pieces of paper and told me some rules, asking me to turn off a switch within the rules.

Listening to him, I started to look at the contents on the paper, and after asking some questions, I planned a method that could be implemented within the rules.

"It looks like it was a good decision for me to bring it back."

The man said in a good mood.

Subsequently, more and more games like this appeared.

Like how to avoid countless cameras and shut down a certain instrument, or cross countless lines of defense to steal something without being discovered by anyone.

Or, through some designs, how to easily cross the line of defense and assassinate a person and escape safely.

I feel like he's treating me like a fool. This kind of thing is problematic no matter how you look at it.

I refuse to answer this question this time.

The man was not too surprised by this. He sat opposite me, looked at me and asked.

"what do you want."

"I want to live."

I know that my illness is very strange. I have problems with my heart and eyes, and I’m not sure how long I can live.

If you want to survive, you need him.

He agreed to my request and found the right doctor to treat me, and I needed to help him.

In the blink of an eye, I was fifteen years old.

As he requested, I entered an ordinary high school and learned to be an ordinary and inconspicuous student.

He said that this way I would be able to better understand the psychology of an ordinary person and make better plans.

I never expected that I would meet her again.

"Hey! Xiaoxue, it's really you! You dyed your hair and wore glasses, I didn't recognize you at first."

She seemed to still be chirping by my side like before.

But I was not happy, because her being by my side proved that his eyes were on her.

Later she became my deskmate and told me about her experiences over the past few years.

Talk about her current family, her favorite books, and her favorite anime now.

"Xiaoxue, I suddenly feel that you are very similar to the Nidaime~same white hair, same red eyes, same personality."

She held up her face and looked at me.

"Nidaime?"

"Ok!"

She nodded happily, and then began to tell me about the second generation.

From her words, I roughly pieced together an image of her in my mind.

Maybe just like what she said, that person is very similar to me.

I felt a little curious about the paper man.

I thought that after he knew of her existence, he would use her to threaten me immediately, but he didn't. I had been worried about this matter, but ten years passed and nothing happened to her, so I gradually let down my guard.

Over the past ten years, I have been living with her as an ordinary person, and my personality seems to have been gradually influenced by her.

After graduation, I lived with her and became an ordinary person like her.

If it weren’t for the tasks popping up on the computer, perhaps I would have become accustomed to being an ordinary person.

"Xiaoxue~ You really like the second generation~"

She looked at the various posters in my room and felt a little emotional.

"Well, because I want to be like him."

I am confident in everything I do and my logical thinking is clear.

"Hey~ But I think Xiaoxue is even more powerful than the Nidaime~"

"Ah! The time is almost up! I'm going on a date. Is there anything Xiaoxue wants to eat? I'll bring it back for you."

"No, have fun."

I watched her leave our shared house, and at that time I didn't know that this would be the last time I would see her.

I sent him the plan I had just edited and then prepared dinner tonight.

However, that day, I waited for her for a long time, but she didn't come home. I was a little worried. At this time, my phone rang. Looking at the familiar number, I answered the call.

"Hey, why aren't you home yet?"

"Hello, this is the Third Hospital. We found that you were An Xing's emergency contact in her phone, so we called you."

"Third Hospital? What happened to her?"

"I'm so sorry, she died after half an hour of failed rescue efforts."

"what!"

"It's like this, An Xing was walking on the street, and a billboard accidentally fell and hit her on the head..."

As I listened to the person on the other end of the phone talking about what happened to An Xing today, I felt dazed.

After all, what happened to her today was exactly the same as the plan I submitted today.

I killed Xing.

"jingle."

On my computer, the mailbox for which I had set a special email alert tone rang.

I walked over and opened the email. There was a photo and a sentence on it.

[The mission target has been processed]

Looking at An Xing in the photo, I knew it was him who did it.

I hung up the phone and went to the hospital to deal with her matter.

The next day, he came to the door.

"Do you have any questions about what happened yesterday?"

"No."

"I thought you were going to ask me something."

"Why should I question you? She is not a very important person to me. To me, I just want to live, and nothing else matters. Being with her just makes me more like an ordinary person."

I acted very calmly about her death, as if the person who died was just an ordinary person.

He didn't believe what I said.

It was not until I continued to do things for him as I had done before that he gradually let down his guard against me.

But since that day, my personality seems to be becoming more and more like hers.

"Don't worry, leave everything to me~"

"Ah~ I have to work overtime again..."

"Oh, oh, oh~ I really want to be a salted fish."

Three years later, I detonated the bomb that I had spent three years secretly burying in that villa.

The flames shot up to the sky and I took my cat and left.

I spent a long time hiding myself in a deserted place and lived with the orange cat she picked up that year.

Half a year later, I was found.

My cat died in front of me.

"I can forgive you for what you did, as long as you come back with me."

I looked at him, then I took the dagger and committed suicide in front of him.

It snowed heavily that day.

My cat lay beside me, and I looked at the snowflakes in the sky and died that day.

I want to live, but I don’t know when I lost the motivation to live.

It's better to stay here than to go back to my previous life.