0p0 What does Chapter 833 mean?
What does Chapter 833 mean?
Zhang Hai was taken aback: "What do you mean?"
“I…I ran away secretly.” Mei Terumi lowered her head, not daring to look Zhang Hai in the eye. “I heard that the Seven Ninja Swordsmen of the Mist were going to Konoha to seek revenge on that ‘Uub,’ so I thought…if I followed them, maybe I could see you. But I was afraid of being discovered by Elder Genji, so I knocked out an Anbu member, changed into his clothes, and sneaked into the group.”
At this point, she raised her head and gave a bitter, desolate smile: "When that fat man ordered us to rush out and block the attack, I knew something was wrong. But I was mixed in with the group, and if I didn't rush out, my identity would be exposed, and I would be executed on the spot as a traitor. Rather than that, I might as well... take a gamble."
"To find me?"
Zhang Hai was stunned. Looking at this silly girl in front of him, who was willing to risk her life and put herself in a desperate situation for a vague piece of information, he felt an indescribable shock and helplessness.
"Was it worth risking your life just to see him once?"
“It’s worth it.” Mei Terumi answered decisively, her gaze fixed intently on Zhang Hai’s face, which was finally no longer hidden by the mask. “As long as I can see you, as long as I know you’re still alive, even if I die there… it’s worth it.”
Zhang Hai opened his mouth, but found himself speechless.
He scratched his head in frustration and sighed, "If you do this, Kirigakure is probably in an uproar. That old man, Genji, raised you like a precious gem, and now not only have you disappeared, but you're also mixed up with the news of the Seven Ninja Swordsmen's annihilation. I bet that old man is probably slamming his fist on the table in his office right now, cursing me for breaking my promise and running you away, and cursing you for being bewitched."
Hearing Zhang Hai's somewhat humorous speculation, Terumi Mei couldn't help but burst out laughing, but then the laughter aggravated her wound, causing her to wince in pain.
"Hiss... You're making fun of me..."
As Zhang Hai looked at her like this, his eyes gradually became complicated and profound.
To be honest, his feelings for Mei Terumi have always been ambiguous. The two haven't actually spent much time together, and for the most part, they've been adversaries. Their so-called "marriage in name only" is more of a farcical political marriage orchestrated for mutual benefit.
To say it's love, it might not be that profound.
but……
Zhang Hai recalled that foggy night a few years ago. When he was isolated and helpless in Wuyin Village, seriously injured and being hunted down by the entire village, the sudden and perfectly timed "Mist Concealment Technique" was the shadow that silently covered his whereabouts and helped him escape.
After so many years of investigation and meticulous analysis, Zhang Hai had long since confirmed that his benefactor was none other than the young Terumi Mei.
That was a profound debt of gratitude for saving my life.
Add to that her desperate "journey of a thousand miles to find her husband" today...
Zhang Hai reached out and gently, yet somewhat clumsily, wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes. His fingertips touched her cold cheeks, and the hardest, coldest part of his heart seemed to melt slightly.
"fool."
Zhang Hai muttered a curse under his breath, but his tone was much gentler than before.
"Take good care of your injuries. Since I risked my life to save you, from today onwards, no one but me has the right to take it away. Not even Master Yuan, or that damned ninja world."
Mei Terumi stared blankly at him, feeling the warmth from his fingertips, and tears welled up in her eyes again. But this time, they were tears of happiness.
In this cold and cruel chaotic world, on this night filled with scheming and killing, this promise may be more beautiful than any sweet words.
The cave was dimly lit and warm, and the occasional crackling of the campfire added to the eerie tranquility.
"Why...why aren't you saying anything..."
Mei Terumi looked at the silent Zhang Hai, and the sweet feeling that had finally risen in her heart instantly turned into a feeling of insecurity and grievance. Tears streamed down her face like broken beads, "Do you think I'm a burden... Do you regret saving me...?"
"Shut up."
Zhang Hai suddenly leaned down and, before Zhao Meimei could react, kissed her incessantly chattering lips fiercely in an irresistible manner.
"Well……"
Mei Terumi's pupils dilated instantly, and the tears that had been welling up in her eyes froze at the shock. Her body tensed instinctively, but then softened in the presence of that familiar and domineering aura.
It was a kiss that carried a hint of blood, yet was incredibly passionate.
There weren't many techniques involved; it was simply an emotional release and comfort. Zhang Hai's hand cradled the back of her head, carefully avoiding her head injury, yet firmly deepening the kiss.
Time seems to stand still at this moment.
For a long time, the lips are divided.
The two were so close they could almost touch, their breaths mingling. Mei Terumi's once pale face was now as red as a ripe apple, her eyes glazed over. The grievance she had felt earlier had vanished, replaced by shyness and panic.
"Want to cry some more?" Zhang Hai's voice was a little hoarse as he gently stroked her burning cheeks with his fingers, his eyes so deep they were captivating.
"No...don't cry anymore..." Mei Terumi lowered her head, her voice barely audible, her heart pounding in her throat.
The atmosphere suddenly became somewhat ambiguous and romantic.
To break the awkward silence, Mei Terumi glanced furtively at the layers of bandages covering her body, then at Zhang Hai, before finally asking hesitantly in a low voice, "Um... did you take off my clothes? Did you wrap the bandages around me?"
"Is there anyone else here besides me?" Zhang Hai raised an eyebrow and readily admitted, "Do you want that fire-breathing black eagle to bandage you up?"
"Then...then you didn't..." Mei Terumi's face turned even redder, almost burying her head in the non-existent blanket, "...see everything..."
"Yes, I saw it. I saw everything clearly, both what I should and shouldn't have seen." Zhang Hai's lips curled into a playful smile. "Compared to that little girl from a few years ago who could only haphazardly wrap a couple of bandages around my neck, I have to say, my technique is far superior to yours. And..."
He paused, then said with a hint of teasing, "You're developing well."
"You! You pervert!" Mei Terumi scolded him angrily, but a sweet, secret joy welled up inside her.
Zhang Hai's smile faded, and he said seriously, "Don't overthink it. In that situation, you were just a pile of broken bones and damaged tissue in my eyes. As a doctor, I only care about the location of the wound and the point of stopping the bleeding; I don't have time for any ulterior motives."