Chapter 862

school.

"Mr. Qi mu, there is a flea market in the west of the town today. Do you want to have a look? I bought a lot of good things there last year. " Mitsui said.

"Flea market?" Murmured Kakashi.

"Yes, I'll be there after class. How about you? Would you like to go with me? "

"I have something to do. I'll go later." Kakashi laughs.

"Well, I'll go first."

"Goodbye, Miss Mitsui."

"Well."

It was the end of another day's class, and Kakashi was sitting lazily in the office.

All the others are gone. Kakashi is the only one left.

"It's not easy to be a teacher. This is much more difficult than teaching Naruto Sasuke these two bear children before. "

Kakashi sighed. It's not easy these days.

After cleaning up, Kakashi left the office.

Life has to go on.

On the way, Kakashi suddenly stopped.

"By the way, last time the beaver chase broke the bowl, he had to buy a new one. Just go to the flea market and see if there's a suitable one. "

Thinking of this, Kakashi looked at the West and walked over.

There are many people in the flea market. At a glance, they have a feeling of going to the market.

"It seems that there are a lot of things here. So many people come to buy them."

Kakashi sighed and got into the market.

Soon, Kakashi found his favorite bowl. After asking the price, he bought it easily.

Just as Kakashi was about to leave, she was suddenly attracted by a painting.

It was a picture full of branches.

That's the branch of the cherry tree.

Kakashi frowned. This painting is not simple.

There is light Demon power on it. Is it painted by monsters?

Kakashi couldn't help but look closer.

The stall owner said with a smile, "does this gentleman like this painting?"

"There seems to be something different about this painting." Kakashi laughs.

"Yes? There is nothing to be found. Although the painters are OK, they are not outstanding. If you like it, sir, I'll give you this painting. "

"Is that ok?" Kakashi was surprised.

"Of course. The things I brought were almost sold, and no one wanted to buy this painting. I also want to close the stall early and go home. What's more, this is a painting of my friend. He means to find someone to appreciate it. I think you are very suitable, sir The stall owner said with a smile.

"In that case, I will not be respectful."

The stall owner handed the painting directly to Kakashi.

Kakashi was not polite and took over the painting directly.

After a moment, Kakashi felt that the Demon power in the painting seemed to be a little more.

"It's interesting. It seems that this painting has something to do with monsters."

Kakashi said in her heart that she was going to study it when she went home.

"Teacher Kakashi?"

Kakashi smell speech looking back, see summer eyes is with the home of the fat cat appeared behind him.

"It's summer. Do you come to the flea market, too?" Kakashi laughs.

"Well, aunt Tazi said that there were still some dishes missing at home, so she asked me to come over. What about Mr. Kakashi? " Xia Mu asked.

"I came to buy a bowl. I saw the painting and accepted it by the way." Kakashi laughs.

"So it is." Summer eyes suddenly way.

"Well, I'll go first. Take your time. "

"Yes, Mr. Kakashi."

Kakashi waved and turned away.

Cat teacher is looking at the painting in Kakashi's hand, thinking.

Flag house.

Kakashi hung the picture in her bedroom.

Only the dry branches were in the empty picture.

"Eh..."

Kakashi whispered and found a black figure behind the tree.

It looks like the shadow of a young man.

"It's interesting."

At night.

Kakashi was lying in bed, sleeping soundly.

Suddenly, something seems to have come from the room.

Kakashi opened her eyes abruptly.

"Someone? No, it's the smell of monsters! "

At this time, the ceiling was opened and a hand stretched out from inside.

Hand slightly open, one hand petals scattered around Kakashi's body.

"What's your friend doing here?"

Kakashi said softly, then with a flick of his finger, the person on the ceiling fell directly.

At the same time, the lights in the room turned on.

"Ouch! It hurts

The voice seemed to be a girl.

I saw a girl with a white mask lying on the ground. It was a big fall.

"Who are you? Why are you here? " Kakashi wondered.

The girl immediately got up from the ground and said, "I've come to get my painting back, you thief!"

"Painting? Thief? "

Kakashi looked at the painting on the wall and seemed to understand.

"Is this painting yours?"

"Of course it's mine, otherwise it's yours? I just took a break and the painting was stolen. "

Then she came to the painting and wanted to take it off.

But no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't take it off.

"What's the matter? Why can't you take it down? Asshole! Are you nailing the painting to the wall Said the girl.

Kakashi saw some doubts, went to the front of the picture, reached out to take it down.

But a huge force seems to stick the painting on the wall and it can't be removed at all.

Kakashi wants to take it off by force, but it seems to make the painting a little overburdened and look like it's going to be broken.

"That's strange. It's as if the painting is rooted in the wall. " Kakashi was surprised.

"In that case, I'll leave the painting with you for the time being. I'll come and see the paintings every day. " The girl said helplessly.

Kakashi naturally refused.

I have a wife. A girl comes to her home to see paintings in the middle of the night every day. No one believes it.

Although Zhao Meiming is not here, Kakashi doesn't want such strange things to happen to herself.

"Hey, what's going on? I don't want women to come to my room every day."

"You think I want to come! I'm here to see Lord Bashan, not you. The flowers just now are also for Lord Bashan. " Said the young girl in a displeasure.

"Baban?"

"The man in the picture."

"You mean the shadow in the picture?"

"Yes, that's Mr. Bashan."

The girl murmured, telling her fate with the shadow in the painting.

Bashan, a poor young nobleman.

Once his favorite was reading under the cherry trees when the cherry blossoms were in full bloom.

He is gentle and elegant, exuding a unique temperament.

Simi, the girl, is a monster.

She likes to enjoy the cherry blossom in the cherry blossom season.

That day, she was in the tree, she was under the tree.

They didn't know each other.

But I saw Osaka.

The quiet picture of reading deeply attracted Simi.

She couldn't help trying to get in touch with Bashan.

So she grabbed a handful of cherry blossoms and stretched out her arm from the tree.

Cherry blossoms fell down and covered the top of Bashan's head.

"Is the book important? Can't the blooming cherry blossom be more interesting than a book? " Simi asked.

Bashan raised his head, looked at the white arm stretched out from the cherry tree, and said with a smile, "books are important, and flowers are interesting, but it seems more interesting to chat with you."

That's how they met.

But Simi didn't want to let Bashan know that he was a monster, so he met him only in the season of cherry blossom.

They are friends who only meet when the cherry blossom is in full bloom.

After a few flowering seasons, one year later, Bashan never appeared again.

I had been waiting for a long time, but I still didn't wait for Bashan.

Finally she decided to go to Osaka.

But I couldn't find it.

Until one day, she found the painting.

It was painted by a monster painter, and the shadow in the painting is Bashan.

Si Mi thinks that Bashan is tired of life, so he hides in the painting.

"Lord Bashan once told me that I want to see flowers all over the world. So I went around with my paintings. I hope that one day Lord Bashan will heal his inner wounds, come out of the painting and chat with me again. "

Having said that, Simi shows his hope.

Kakashi listened and looked at the painting.

Red light flashed in my eyes.

This is indeed a painting with Demon power, but the shadow in the painting is only painted by the painter.

Even if the painting is really Osaka, it is not what Simi said.

Doesn't she know? Or are you reluctant to accept this fact?

"Maybe... He'll never come out?" Kakashi said cautiously.

"No, I won't. Lord Bashan will come out. Bashan likes flowers and plants best. In such a painting without flowers, it must be very lonely. Even if he doesn't come out, I will bring him the best flowers every day. " Si Mi said so.

Kakashi looks at Simi, but Simi looks at the painting.

Kakashi got it.

Maybe she doesn't know the truth, but she still has such expectation.

Self deception, but also a mind.

Demon's life is too long.

It's not bad to have such an idea.

But dreams will wake up one day.

On that day, what will happen to Simi?

Kakasi doesn't know, and he can't evaluate this kind of behavior.

"Well, come and see the flowers before I take this painting down." Kakashi laughs.

Si Mi Wen Yan looked at Kakashi and said, "thank you."

"You're welcome. You've got the room. I'll sleep next door."

Kakashi said, leaving the room.

At this time, maybe they need to be alone more.

When Kakashi left, he stood in front of the painting.

His right hand stretched out, quietly stroking the shadow in the painting.

"Lord Bashan, when will you show up again and talk with me? I really miss you

Tears across the face, from the mask outflow, gently dripping on the ground.

Outside, Kakashi sighed and turned away.