【Sremiku】The Gate of Light

The flickering ball of light is like freshly picked cotton, with the soft taste of the sun. In the dream, the light of the whole world is so full that it is about to overflow from the eyes.Sorey stood in the center of the most dazzling beam of light, and Maotras stood on a white throne not far behind him.The throne is made of white marble, and the rising ball of light wraps him and his throne tightly.His head hangs down quietly, and time is like a stagnant river in his transparent eyes.Rotten blood and weeping filth flowed in the light, and after passing through the bodies of Sore and Maotras, it turned into a white light and quickly disappeared.

"Huh, it's really endless." Although he didn't feel tired, Shi Lei still pretended to be very tired and sat down in the light. "But the filth is much less, and it seems that the world is almost purified!" He kicked his legs, with a smile on his face.

"It's about time you gave me the answer, mentor."

Shi Lei raised his head, not knowing whether he was really stupid or pretending to be stupid. "Huh? Did you ask me anything?"

"After the purification is completed, do you want to consider serving the Celestial Clan?" The dragon-shaped god fiddled with the dragon's beard, and stared at So Lei expectantly.It was obviously difficult for Sorey.

He scratched his head, seeming a little embarrassed. "The reincarnation of the Celestial Clan must forget the memory of humans..."

The head of the five great gods wagged his tail: "This is also for your own good. Amnesiac is the greatest reward for a mentor who has completed his mission."

"It's not a compliment, it's clearly an act of repaying kindness!" As he said that, he knocked hard on Maotras' dragon scale. "Anyway, I haven't made up my mind yet. I'll talk about it after the purification is complete." So Lei stood up and stretched, and continued the previous purification work.The dragon growled impatiently. Maotras was not a patient person. His mentor Sorei's constant retreat made him irritable and had nowhere to vent, so he lay down on the ground and pretended to be dead.

"Mentor." The wayward god suddenly became energetic, and the air trembled in his voice. "Do you want to go back for a while?"

"What? Where?" Shi Lei was suspicious.

Maotras blew his beard and smiled: "Of course, go back to the Greenwood Continent where you live. Anyway, the repair is almost done, even if I don't have you, I can finish it by myself."

"What's the matter all of a sudden, do you want me to wake up early?" Maotras' proposal successfully aroused Shi Lei's interest, and he raised his dragon beard triumphantly.He lowered his head so that his eyes were parallel with Sorey, and the hot dragon's breath spat on him.

"Do you want to take an adventure?" His voice was neither soft nor heavy, neither loud nor soft.

Someone shook his shoulders, and the shock forcefully pulled Sorey out of his dream.When he woke up, he was leaning against Micurio's arms, his sweetheart's long silver-white hair stuck to his face because of water stains from nowhere, and he was staring at him uneasily.He wanted to say something to comfort him, but found that he couldn't make a sound at all.Seeing Solei's emerald green eyes come back to life, Micurio embraced him excitedly.Sorey wanted to smile at him as a comfort, but he was so tired that he didn't even have the strength to raise the corners of his mouth.

Micurio suppressed the choking in his throat and tried to keep his voice calm: "I thought you would never wake up..."

Sorey knew that Micurio was just exaggerating, but his chest hurt.Besides Micurio, there were other Celestial Clans around him. After looking around, Shi Lei recognized many familiar faces, and there were also many Celestial Clans he had never seen before. Everyone had the same expression on their faces. Doubts clustered around him.Someone made a voice, and Sorei was about to pull himself together to listen to the words when he was interrupted by Micurio.

"Don't ask anything now, Sorey needs to rest." He pursed his lips, his tone full of strength was beyond doubt, making it impossible to resist.Sorey sometimes thought that Micurio's lips seemed too small, too delicate and rosy, almost feminine, but when he gritted his teeth and decided to do something, he unexpectedly gave people a firm and strong impression , It is enough to overturn all indecisive and suspicious arguments.He took Sorey's arm and used himself as a fulcrum to try to make him stand up, but after seeing that it didn't work, he threw Sorey's whole body behind his back.

"It's heavy, I..." Sorey's voice was filled with guilt.

"It's quite heavy, so if you have a sore back, you have to be responsible for massaging and beating your back." Micurio said with a smile and mustered up his strength, striding quickly through the crowd and the dense forest.The village chief who came out of the ground hesitated to block Micurio's pace, but chose to give way after confronting him for a few seconds.He heard whispers behind his back, others were talking about him and pointing fingers at his behavior, but what did it matter?The world is so big that even the leaves will quarrel with each other for survival.What Micurio cared about was the weight behind him that could crush him at any time.

It takes a long mountain road to return from the sealed place of Kamran to the place where it came out. For Solei's safety, Micurio slowed down his pace and walked very steadily.If he had strength, Sorey would squint his eyes and take the opportunity to observe Micurio's profile, which was still so familiar, even hundreds of years of wind and rain could not take away his beauty.Sweat wets his eyelashes and hair tips, exhaustion stains his violet-like pupils with fine haze, everything is strange and familiar.But whenever he wants to talk, his brain starts to run crazily, and the pictures that burst out in front of him are like sparks, joy and hope, desire and recklessness, joy, wealth, charm, deceit, arrogance, worry and jealousy, those that do not belong to him The memories seemed to occupy his body and soul, and boiled up like swallowing him up.He had no choice but to grit his teeth, close his eyes tightly, bury his face on the back of Micurio's neck and breathe in his scent to gain temporary peace.

Micurio's path was blocked by a familiar figure just as his home was in front of him. "Micurio," every time she uttered a word, the spark-like pattern on the skirt jumped: "I..." She hung her head at a loss for words, and the headband inlaid with red crystals shone in the sun. "Need help?" She smiled and put her arm around Sorey's, taking off half of Micurio's weight.

Micurio was stunned: "Leila..."

"Long time no see, Micurio, Sorey." Micurio, who was on alert just now, noticed that his heartbeat had calmed down, and his legs softened and he knelt on the ground, and Sorey, who had lost half of his support, followed suit. fell to the ground.Fortunately, Laila grabbed Sorey's cuff in time, and dragged the two of them together abruptly before causing disaster. "What's going on with you two gentlemen, do you want a weak girl to help you?" Although Laila complained tightly, she didn't show any effort. Micurio scratched his ears embarrassingly and carried Sorey on his back again. shoulder.

"Thank you." He said apologetically.

"Please don't be polite." She followed behind the two with a smile. "It's windy, it looks like it's going to rain heavily later, let's hurry back." As for Shi Lei's question, she didn't mention a word.

Before the storm swept across the ground, the three of them had successfully hid in the hut out of the ground.The weak Sorey had settled down on the bed with Micurio's support. The unlit room was stained with a monotonous and gray blue. He bent down and kissed Sorey's forehead as before.The room was eerily quiet. Micurio held Sorey's hand with his back to Laila, as if waiting for her to preemptively break the silence, but Laila didn't do anything, she just sat on the cushion in the corner indifferently. Close your eyes and rest.

"You have a lot to ask, don't you?" In the end, Micurio couldn't hold his breath.

Lila shook her head, "No."

Micurio didn't calm down because of his answer, but became more emotional: "Are you also doubting Sorey's identity like everyone else? Doubting who he is, whether he is a human being or a Celestial Clan or neither, and even doubting whether he will Where did the liar come from?"

"No, I know this is Sorey, I never doubted it." Laila paused, and a soft laugh rose in the dark room: "It's even more impossible to be a liar, Micurio knows best Isn't it? But," the laughter stopped abruptly: "Can you confirm that Sorey lying there is whole?"

"of course."

"What's the reason?"

"Because he is Sorey, completely unchanged from before." Speaking of this, Micurio deliberately touched Sorey's body lightly.

Lila shook her head. "No, I don't mean physical integrity. It's just physical integrity."

"I think it is very impolite and meaningless to question Sorey's identity. Even if we have changed after hundreds of years, why can't he change?" Micurio clearly felt the clear and clear thoughts in his mind. The neat lines were broken and disrupted one by one, and he became hysterical: "Please stop baseless speculation, Sorey is Sorey!"

"Micurio, we have an obligation to clarify the facts even for Sorey's sake."

"Memory and the five senses can both be deceived. As long as you have that special ability, you can fake anything, right?" he retorted.

"As far as I know, there is currently no one with this ability, and it's useless to blind you and me. And you should know best if Sorey has changed, whether it's personality or habits. There are clues..."

"Enough!" Micurio finally couldn't bear it anymore and stood up, avoiding Sorey with his fist and pounding heavily on the ground. "I won't talk about Sorey's private affairs with you! This is Sorey, a Sorey full of vitality. After hundreds of years of sleep, isn't this answer enough for you!" Angrily He opened the door quickly, and before he even had time to put on his coat, he left the unconscious Sorey and melted into the rainstorm.

Just like beautiful flowers in a greenhouse, if you don’t water and fertilize them and take good care of them, sooner or later they will show blemishes and gradually wither.In Micurio's mind, Sorey is like this now.After the relationship, Micurio unexpectedly always stood on the "active" side, not because he couldn't suppress his love, but because his intuition warned him of the falseness of this happiness like a needle prick.He was trembling and frightened like a child, and he couldn't wait to get close to Sorey, grabbing his hand to comfort himself. His intuition was deceiving, and Sorey was indeed living beside him, his embrace was as soft as a feather.Of course, he never doubted Sorey's feelings for him. Although his concern was a bit clumsy, it was enough to grasp Micurio's emotions, and at the right time, he used the right method to appease Micurio's tension. nerves.

Exactly when did Micurio start to pay more attention to Sorey's actions, never letting go of a frown or a smile.Maybe it's because of his bright smile, maybe it's because of his unconscious sluggishness, maybe it's because of his overly frank mouth, maybe it's because of his shining eyes when looking into the distance... In short, everything about him is like wine So charming, yet distant and erratic.

I don't know how long it took, probably a long time, so long that Micurio felt that his body was almost integrated with the heavy rain.Laila stopped him who was wandering in the rain, and dragged him anxiously in front of Sorey. The air was filled with the strong smell of water. Sorey held a corner of the blanket in his hand with a calm expression, and fell asleep deeply. up.The fine raindrops dripped on the roof, leaving water marks under the windows, and the yellow light of the fire shone dimly on the ceiling.Sorey's body gradually became transparent, exactly the same as when he was in Red Lake.Although there are only fingers now, Micurio knows that his hands, feet, arms, body, brain, and finally will disappear to the point where there will be no kisses left.

"Mentor Sorey must return to the Cocoon of Light again." Another voice rang out from the rain, but Micurio didn't respond. He didn't even move his eyebrows, letting the rain fall from him on Sorey's blue shirt superior. "If he is real in front of us, and the person in the cocoon is real, it only means that he has not woken up completely, and what is here is only his clone, and it may cause a catastrophe at some point." The current guardian who came out was pacing in the room, his feet rustling: "The speed of purification around the world is weakening because of his early return, I am afraid it will be difficult for human beings to completely repel the demons in a short time. And Maotras himself has not fully recovered, and it is very difficult to purify the filth that has not entered a weakened state. This is the best choice for himself and the world."

Micurio was silent for a while, he remembered his experience in Red Lake and the monastery, he bit his lip tightly. "This is not something we can decide," he said, with an unprecedented serious expression: "Srey has the right to choose for himself."

"It's not a matter of choosing Micurio, it's the only way, otherwise he will disappear, never to appear again like air."

"How do you know he's going to disappear? Maybe he's just suffering from some kind of illness. It's normal for him to have some kind of accident after sleeping for so long, right? What do you think, Laila?" He threw the topic to Laila himself He didn't speak again, he was afraid that others would hear his trembling choking sound.

"It's really too early to draw conclusions now. After all, we still don't know what happened to Sorey while he was asleep. All we can do now is to tell us when he wakes up."

The rain didn't stop, those Celestial Clans opened the barrier and left the hut in twos and threes. Micurio sent them out the gate, but Laila didn't intend to leave immediately.She stared seriously into Micurio's eyes without blinking. "You really don't know what's changed in Sorey?" she asked, and the answer was endless silence. "If you know anything please tell me, I want to help Sorey too."

"I……"

"Micurio!"

The Water Sky Clan gritted his teeth tightly, and the sound of clicking click escaped from his lips. "Enough is enough, I don't know anything and I don't want to say anything! Now, get out of here before I get angry."

Laila stood in the pouring rain and looked at Micurio in astonishment. She couldn't believe her eyes and ears, as if standing in front of her was some stranger instead of the companion she used to fight with.It took her a long time to come back to her senses. She didn't open the screen to hide from the rain, and she looked a little lost through the girl's slender back.Micurio looked at Laila's back and covered his face helplessly.It is impossible for him not to be impatient when it comes to Sorey, but he never wants to treat his friends like this.He felt that he was wrong in every aspect, but he didn't know how to save it.

"It's really a bad taste, you." Through the dazzling light, Sorey looked at the doll that was exactly like himself in front of him.

"This is just the seasoning of life, otherwise everyone who has been a god for so many years will be bored to death." Maotrasi took Shi Lei's criticism as a compliment and excitedly waggled the dragon's tail: "How about it, isn't it interesting? ?” His eyes were full of pride and pride, almost like a child who got perfect marks in an exam, so Shi Lei could only laugh dryly as a compliment.

"But it really looks like me... how do I use this?" After watching it for a long time, Shi Lei felt a little weird, after all, looking at his own replica always felt a little uncomfortable, so he quickly avoided looking at it and decided not to look at it for the time being.

Maotras yawned and demanded lazily, "Leave your heart to me."

"What!" Shi Lei was taken aback, and turned to stare at him.

"Just leave a part of it, and then put it in this puppet to temporarily take your place." The mischievous god explained calmly: "In this way, you can leave me for a while, maybe you can help You make a choice now."

"It's just for this reason that you are doing so much, Maotras, you are such a good person!" The corners of his eyes became hot, and Solei was touched for the first time.

"No, I just want to try out the newly researched sky ring technique..." The five great gods stuck out their tongues and continued to urge him: "Quickly divide the soul into a part, a blank doll cannot maintain its shape for a long time." So Lei clicked his tongue in dissatisfaction, and after thinking for a long time, he found that he didn't know how to divide the soul. "What a useless mentor..." Maotras gave him a disgusted look: "Anyway, close your eyes and let me do it. Just think about what is most important to you, and I will make the opposite A part of it is withdrawn for temporary recharge.”

"My most important thing?" He frowned and fell into deep thought, a pair of violet-like transparent and clean pupils flashed in front of his eyes at Maotras' urging voice.

"Micurio..."

Sorey's dream was pitch black, and his eyesight was useless.There were several chaotic and noisy smells lingering in the darkness, and he had to sniff his nose to try to identify them.Gunpowder smoke combined with the embers of the fire gave off a choking but strange burnt aroma, and soon the pungent bloody smell mixed with the fragrance of lilies hit him, and just when he was choked to sneeze, the tone of the smell suddenly became colder, and the rust made him The smell of nausea filled his nostrils.These olfactory memories that did not belong to him surrounded Sorey, seemingly endlessly.Just when he was dizzy and about to admit defeat, the clear water vapor hit him, and the freshness of green leaves mixed with the sweetness of fruits swept through the cool air, inhaling the soul, diluting the noisy breath and memory.He seemed to be grasping the only rope in the vast sea of ​​flames, greedily sucking the long and distant fragrance, clear and light water droplets drilled out of the dark fragrance, and a trace of coolness spread on his face.He suddenly felt that this was the world, the universe.

With the help of gurgling water, he finally cracked the endless dark labyrinth.

"Micurio, Micurio!"

He roared his name furiously in the darkness, the night was long and deep, he couldn't hear anything except his own breathing, so quiet that he almost thought his ears were ringing.Shi Lei got up from the bed, and saw a cup filled with clean water on the window sill, with a few small flowers that he picked on the lawn stuck in it.The night was getting darker, and he didn't have time to turn on the light, so he searched around the house with the palm-sized light source.The moon after the rain is so bright that it penetrates the window and casts it on the translucent screen.Although only a silhouette, the pale blue fuzzy border adds a sense of uncertainty.Sorey knew that Micurio was on the opposite side, standing there alive like a beautiful creature.There are some beauties that only need to be seen with the eyes, but Micurio is a different kind of beauty, the kind of real beauty that Sorey can't help but want to touch and touch.

Sorey's fingertips couldn't wait to push the screen away, and the bright moonlight cast Mikulio's profile like silver water.His fluffy ponytail, which was usually neatly combed, fell out in a mess at this moment, and the curled hair trembled slightly with his movements.Micurio's eye sockets were red and swollen, and there were clear tears on his face. After seeing Sorey, he hurriedly rubbed his cheek with his sleeve in an attempt to wipe out the evidence.

"Micurio, I'm sorry...I'm sorry..." He embraced his lost lover tightly in his arms.Sorey actually didn't know if he made a mistake or not, he only knew that Micurio was crying, and all he could do was whisper his apology in his ear.

"Did you hear what I said just now?" Shi Lei didn't say anything, he just lowered his head and let his two lips meet together.Micurio just responded to his kiss mechanically, his lips were still slightly warm, but lacked the burning heat of love and desire. "Don't pretend to be asleep when you hear it, bastard. But it's okay, it's still in the guessing stage, and no one can jump to conclusions." Micurio didn't move when he spoke, and his hands didn't respond to Shi Lei's hug. It hangs on the sides of the body.It just gave up all actions like a person who was sucked into the whirlpool and was about to drown.

Sorey suddenly felt that Micurio was old, not in appearance, he still looked like a handsome and beautiful young man in his early twenties.The skin is delicate, the corners of the eyes are smooth and wrinkle-free, but those purple eyes.Shi Lei rubbed him into his arms distressedly, his amethyst-like pupils were already stained like ancient ivory, his eyes were flawless in the past, clear and translucent.He leaned down to kiss his lips.In my memory, Micurio's lips were like dewy strawberries just picked in spring, fragrant and attractive.Now he barely responded to Sorey's kiss, his lips were still soft, but they could only be reminiscent of overnight dry bread, lifeless.

He clearly felt the other party's body wrapped under the white clothes, the already thin and slender waist now looked even thinner, and the hard joints protruded.As if a cold palm was pressing on his spine, the joy and passion that were full just now gradually faded away.Solei stopped kissing, but habitually hugged Micurio's body, with his arms around his waist, Solei felt his bony back rising and falling rapidly in his palm.There was a tightness in his throat, and he felt his eye sockets were hot and sore.

"I love you, Micurio." Sorey didn't dare to look into those eyes anymore, he was afraid that the cloudy dark purple would draw out his tears, he scratched his hair and opened his mouth in embarrassment.

Micurio didn't answer, sighed wearily and rubbed his forehead vigorously. "Srey." His eyes swept over the other person's face, and Solei forced a smile to listen to his next words, but he buried his face in his chest and remained silent for a long time.

They didn't speak a few more words that night, and Sorey sat in a backlit corner of the room with Micurio in his arms.That night seemed to consume all the tenderness of the young lovers in their lives. The communication between the two was only hugging and touching, and occasionally there were delicate kisses and caresses.Sorey clearly remembered the appearance of that night. Under the light of the moon embedded in the sky like crystal shards, Micurio's silver-white long hair and skirt were a kind of extremely magnificent and suffocating, cold and hopeless cyan blue.

"Micurio...do I have to go back?"

Before dawn, Shi Lei finally recalled his name again, his voice trembling with fear and choking, and he couldn't even pronounce his beloved's name clearly.The dream that was still ignorant before finally cleared up a lot this time. So Lei did not feel happy about it, but wanted to curse the cynical god dormant under the Greenwood Continent.He'd woke him up, let him know what love was and had it; now he's coming at him with claws and claws, claiming to wrest his newfound freedom from Sorey.

If he ignores his ideals and the world because of Micurio, his heart will be guilty for the rest of his life; but if he abandons Micurio because of the world and ideals, his soul will never be restored.

As a result, no matter how you choose, you can't maintain a balance, and whichever way you go will be bloody.

"Don't think about it, there must be other ways. Hey, don't cry, how old are you..."