"Haruno Sakura... Sakura?" Sakura broke into the Hokage's office desperately and heard the familiar voice as she pushed the door open. Right! It was the voice that lingered in Sakura's soul. It was low and magnetic, as if it had magic power. Every time she heard this voice calling her name, she forgot everything. "Sasuke... Kun...!" Sakura's heart was beating faster and faster, her emerald blue eyes were wide open, clear and bright, and she looked at the imposing man five meters away in panic. He was sitting upright in front of the piled desk. When he heard the door open, he put down the document he was reviewing and looked up at Sakura, his eyes as usual. Indifferent, his whole body exudes a cold aura, like a glacier that never melts, calm and repellent, his sculptured facial features are almost perfect, his black hair covers the right eyebrow just right, his deep and mysterious eyes are looming, and his thin lips are tightly pursed into a cold arc. No matter how long it took, and no matter how the world changed, Sakura was still at a loss when facing Sasuke, nervous and helpless. No matter how many questions and accusations I had thought about, I couldn't say a word because they were stuck in my chest.