【Sremiku】The Gate of Light

"You have to remember the time we agreed on, no matter what."

"It's too trivial to make a big deal, why is the head of the five gods also afraid of loneliness?"

"What are you talking about, brat, if you don't come back, you will suffer!"

"Okay, I'll listen to you, tell me what the consequences are."

Although there are still many mysteries unsolved, Sorey told his beloved curled up in his arms everything he could think of before dawn.Micurio didn't show any unnecessary surprise or worry, but just closed his eyes and listened to him calmly, and then calmly accepted the fact.Sorey, with an apologetic face, was still feeling guilty for the short-term amnesia before, so he let Micurio sit on his lap all night. Fortunately, his weight was almost zero and Sorey didn't feel uncomfortable.He stubbornly refused to sleep when he was sleepy, pinched his thigh when his consciousness was fuzzy, in short, he tried every means to keep himself away from sleep.

"It's really convenient for the Tianzu not to sleep and not be sleepy..." He looked enviously at Micurio, who was not sleepy. The morning sun sprinkled on him like a layer of gold dust on his clothes.

"Sleep when you're tired."

"No." Leaning on Micurio's chest, Sorey coquettishly acted like a puppy, "If what happened last night happened again when I woke up, I would definitely hate myself."

"I don't hate you, it's fine."

"That's not necessary!" He rubbed his hair in a mess, and his tone was obviously lowered when he spoke: "At that time, I felt that my brain didn't belong to me anymore, as if if I was not careful, I would become someone else."

Micurio tidied his hair in silence, the chestnut hair was stubbornly curled and refused to obey no matter how Micurio combed it.He thought to himself, what a virtue they have for their sleepy masters who refuse to sleep.Micurio suddenly felt that having a long lifespan was a very good thing, because it meant that he and Sorey could hang around for a long time, wandering around.Even if the occasional meaningless silence like this is romantic, the best thing is that they don't have to worry about the consequences.He had naively thought that this daze would last forever when Sorey came back, and now every passing second was a waste to them.

"What should we do next?" Sorey asked.

"There are still many mysteries that cannot be solved, such as why you keep other people's memories, and what kind of suffering Maotras mentioned." Leo's hair was sprinkled with golden halos, and the dust in the air was like gold spots in smoky crystal.

"I really don't remember these things. That guy is super irresponsible. He probably just bluffed me, but it might be true. Who knows!" Shi Lei stomped his feet viciously, as if he could hurt someone like this. The god who sleeps under the feet. "However, I have a little clue about the memory. Before I woke up, Maotras asked me if I wanted to erase my memory and reincarnate as a Celestial Clan, but I refused. I guess he didn't expect to cause such a big trouble."

Micurio nodded in agreement: "Indeed, he is also considered a Celestial Clan. How could he expect the human spirit to be so fragile."

"So the Celestial Clan is great! Micurio has lived for so long and never saw you have a headache because of this kind of thing..."

"Then go reincarnate?"

The stubborn human shook his head vigorously: "After reincarnation, the memory will be erased."

"Didn't it mean that the most precious thoughts and thoughts will stay? Maybe you will remember me when you wake up."

"No, I will never forget you, even if I die." Seeing Sorey's firm attitude, Micurio crossed his arms and thought for a while.

"Anyway, let me ask Laila first, maybe I can get more clues if I communicate with her." He wanted to get out of Sorey's arms, but Sorey held his waist tightly in his arms. To get out of the body may make two people turn their backs together.Micurio weighed it and chose an answer that was not bad for both of them. He put his other hand around the back of Sorey, who was squinting and would fall asleep at any moment, and propped him up from the chair with a little force. Let his whole body lean against your chest.The fluffy brown hair rubbed against his clothes, and Micurio thought he could hear his breathing through a thin layer of insulation.The sound of regular breathing was like the allegro of a minuet, and the rhythm was going on steadily, which made Micurio couldn't help but also yawned.

"Are you asleep?" He asked tentatively.

"No, no..." Shi Lei was already a little slurred, staying up all night was still too strenuous for him.Micurio tried his best to maintain this awkward posture and helped him walk to the bed. "I'm not sleepy, I don't sleep..."

Micurio put Sorey on the bed, and after sitting by the window all night, Sorey's whole body was cold, and he wrapped his body tightly with a blanket. "No sleep, no sleep, but I have to go out for a while, can you cheer up and wait for me?" After speaking, he pinched Shi Lei's face vigorously, which made his heavy eyelids slightly lift up. "Wait for me, don't fall asleep!" Before closing the door, he poked his head in and repeatedly told him. The confused Shi Lei waved his hand, not sure if he heard it or not.

He knew that Sorey's fatigue wasn't all due to staying up late.Not to mention that Shi Lei stayed up late to read books since he was a child, but now that he is in his middle age, he occasionally stays up all night.Micurio understood that Sorey's thoughts were slowly getting out of control, and the countless strange memories attached to his mind would find every opportunity to try to take this body as his own.Nestled in his arms at night, Micurio witnessed the strange look on the lover's face in the dark many times, although it was only for a moment.He chose to be silent, but whenever the same situation happened, he would turn his face away to avoid contact with those eyes.It's unknown how long Sorey's consciousness can last, but Micurio knew that there was no time for him to hesitate.

"Leave him alone, okay? What if something happens again?" Laila waited for him outside the town as if she knew Micurio's whereabouts like the back of her hand. without a trace.

"Even if I have something to do, it's useless for me to stay," he said calmly, "I'm sorry for being so angry with you last night."

Lila smiled: "It's all right, I understand Micurio's mood." He picked up a few flowers that had been washed away by the rain from the ground, put them in his palms, and stroked the wet petals.

Micurio told Laila everything he knew about Sorey's changes in simple and concise sentences. He almost wanted to spit out what he had seen his former mentor, but finally stopped the car in time.The scenery in the sky was extra bright because of last night's wash, everything looked alive, the sky was almost as blue as it could be, and the leaves shone like emeralds.Micurio felt that this was probably the most inappropriate scene to talk about serious business.He didn't know if Lila was listening to him, the Fire Sky Clan turned his back to him, the red pattern on the skirt swayed gently in the autumn wind, like red waves floating in the air.

"Laila, have you heard of the sky ring technique used by Maotras?"

She shook her head. "However, there are indeed ancient books that have recorded similar experiments, but they all ended in failure."

"What happens if you fail?"

The beautiful Tianzu lowered his head, his drooping eyelashes were full of guilt. "I don't know about that...but I always have a bad feeling."

"What a coincidence, me too." He smiled dryly, squinted at the sunshine wandering among the clouds and continued, "What will happen next? I have no idea at all."

"I think Sorey should go back to the light first, even if it's only for his own good. He has already devoted enough effort and time to this world, and Maotlas will soon return to its full glory. This level of filth We can solve it alone." Micurio frowned slightly and didn't mean to interrupt Laila. "But even if Solei can slowly unload the burden of memory through traveling, we can't leave the other part of his soul alone. If it disappears completely, then..." Laila thought of Solei's gradually transparent body in her eyes. , closing his eyes sadly. "I don't want to lose anyone anymore..."

"Just take out that part of the soul, right? Even if Solei doesn't go back, it doesn't matter. As long as there is a substitute, maybe he can trade with Maotras in exchange for his soul."

"That's true, but where can I find someone to replace it?" Leila Quandang Micurio made a not-so-funny joke, and didn't pay much attention to it.Going to sleep instead of Sorey is tantamount to being abandoned by the long river of time, which is not an easy task for anyone.

The brief meeting between the two was forcibly interrupted by the commotion in the village. From a distance, Micurio saw the villagers gathered in front of Sorey's house and looked in through the window on the door, but no one opened the door.Micurio plunged straight into the crowd and pushed away the Celestials blocking the door with his arms. He looked in the direction of the bed but did not see Sorey's shadow.

The room was an unbelievable mess, and I had only been away for less than an hour, and my long hard work was wasted.He smiled wryly and stood on tiptoe to avoid the scattered tableware and books. Even so, there was a constant sound of glass shattering under his feet. He lowered his head to see the glass that Sorey had always liked shattered into pieces.In the chaos, he finally found the boy's figure in a hidden corner.

"Why am I here?"

Micurio continued to move forward. "Srey?"

"Why do you know my name?" He narrowed his eyes with alertness on his face.

Micurio's face became ugly, he paused for a while and suddenly stood up, using the only surviving cup to prepare some warm milk for Sorey.He handed the cup to Shi Lei, but Shi Lei didn't take it, so he had to force his hand to hold it.

"What is this?" He put his nose next to the cup and sniffed.

"It's your favorite drink, do you need honey?" He saw Shi Lei nodding his head dully, getting up and searching for a bottle of honey in a cabinet that was not affected by the disaster.

"What's your name? Where is this?" he asked.

"My name is Micurio, and this is your home. Have you forgotten?"

"No, it's just temporary, I'll remember soon!" He pouted and muttered his name silently.

"Anything is fine." The golden honey melted into the milk along the spoon, and the liquid in the cup was instantly dyed a warm wheat color: "Let's drink something first."

"I'm so tired, and my head hurts too." He finally held the cup to his lips, and sipped the warm milk. ,

"Then go to sleep," Micurio forced out a smile, stretched out his finger and poked his cheek, and said, "Everything will be back to normal when you get up." These words seem to be speaking to Sorey, but also like I am comforting myself.

"Don't touch me!" Solei shook off Micurio's hand like a wounded lion, and the cup fell to the ground and shattered in two.Micurio saw Sorei's eyes, the blue pupils were surrounded by an impenetrable haze, like ashes.He covered his head and gasped in pain, muttering words that Micurio had never heard before.

"Sore, don't be afraid." His eyes met with the amnesiac Sorey, and a stiff smile appeared on the corner of his lips. "It's me." He stretched out his hand just to touch his fingertips, the boy's fingers were as cold as ice, this time Sorey did not avoid his touch.

Breathing, breathing, breathing, he repeated the simplest behavior of the creature and slowly approached the tense lover.Somehow he heard his own heartbeat, and he suddenly remembered that he also had a heartbeat.He is outside the world, and sorrow or ecstasy are of little importance to him.Micurio didn't feel scared, thankfully he seemed to have some logic and rationality back, and this accident was only a small part of his mental preparations for the worst.

"Calm down, I can calm down." The clenched fist made the nails dig into the palm of the hand, and the body trembled uncontrollably. "Everything will pass." He thought, closing his eyes.In the dark, he heard the whisper of fallen leaves, and he heard the wind blowing through the canyon.His left hand finally grasped Sorey's wrist, his fingers were icy cold when he just came back from the outside, and his whole hand was scorching hot when he touched Sorey.He looked straight into his eyes, trying to find the familiar luster from the cobweb-covered pupils.

Sorey's body jumped up suddenly, and he didn't dodge and was pushed down to the ground by him.A drop of liquid landed on his eyelid, and Micurio at first thought it was a leak from the ceiling, reached to wipe it, but found it was a drop of blood.The red instantly turned into a huge worry that overwhelmed his spirit and broke his sanity.There was a gasp leaning over his ear, biting the pulsating fiery lump of flesh in his left chest.The skin held by Sorey was burning, as if a hot iron rod was branded on it, and every breath he took seemed to burn his chest with flames.

The young man's eyes became blood red, and he stared at Micurio's eyes without emotion, it was a hot red.He once heard people say that this color can only be seen in the center of the face, and the palm full of hostility pressed his shoulders, as if Sorey, who had been deprived of his will, would cut Mikulio's muscles at any time.

Facing the unfamiliar threat, Micurio remained motionless.

With a sound of swiping, the beast-like sharp nails cut through Micurio's sleeve and cut off a layer of skin on his arm. For the first time, he knew that human fingers could also be turned into sharp blades.Even though blood was flowing, even if it was clear that the person was not the familiar Sorey, he still watched his every move quietly, and his left hand still gently held Sorey's wrist, as if treating an indispensable treasure.Bleeding, hurt by an unknown enemy, his body was getting colder and colder, but he didn't feel any pain at all.

He saw tears welling up in the dazzling red pupils, as if they were shouting Micurio's name.Sorey, who was out of control, was suppressed by the Celestials who broke through the door, and everyone pulled his body and dragged him up from Micurio.In a panic, someone accidentally hit Sorey on the back of the neck, his body shook violently and then fell silent.

"No, don't hurt him!" Micurio covered the wound, and dragged the fainted Sorey into his arms desperately.Under the impact of inertia, Sorey's body hit his chest even more heavily, Micurio clenched his teeth and hugged Sorey tightly, his angry eyes swept across every face of the Celestial Clan opposite.Laila tried her best to get out of the crowd, knelt beside Sorey and Micurio, and chanted the healing sky sound spell to them.

"Laila," Micurio said without looking at her, but staring straight ahead: "We just discussed that if someone replaces Sorey, maybe that part of his soul can be exchanged, right?"

"Huh? Well, it's probably feasible..." After she was taken aback, the light of the healing technique came back on, and Micurio's arm was warm, and the bleeding gradually stopped. "But why would anyone want to replace him, now there is no mentor on the mainland..."

"I'll go." The voice was small but firm.

"I will go to sleep instead of Solei, in exchange for his lost soul and his freedom."

Inyoureyes, Ishake, pray, and burn.

He stood in front of the ruins on the top of the mountain, and the previously gentle autumn wind in the mountains turned into a biting cold wind whizzing past his ears, and his eardrums were filled with the rumbling sound.Micurio saw ups and downs of light and shadow passing between the marble columns, and finally fell on the nameplate enshrined on the high platform, on which was written the legend about Maotras in ancient languages.He was no stranger to the altar in front of him, it was the place where he was sacrificed to the Celestial Clan hundreds of years ago when he was a human baby.He knelt devoutly in front of the stele, his head sank deeply, he shouted, prayed, and waited until a beam of white light melted him away.

A luminous dragon hovered in front of him, and the majesty of the gods made Micurio hold his breath.Satisfied with the silence of the dragon-shaped god comer, he flicked the dragon's tail and approached like Micurio who was kneeling on the ground.

"Young Water Celestial Clan, you woke me up, right?"

Micurio knelt on the ground respectfully, looking at the majestic figure of Maotras from the corner of his eyes. "Yes, Lord Maotras."

"Usually it's hard for me to show up. It seems that you did come here with a strong sense of consciousness. Tell me, what do you want to do." Although he restrained his light a little, Maotlas was contrary to the ordinary Celestial Clan. His majesty and ethereal aura haven't dissipated from his body in the slightest, like a gas that can't capture its shape.

"I..." Micurio took a deep breath, and put the sentence he had prepared in his mouth: "I want to exchange myself for the soul fragment of Sorey who has been sleeping by your side for a hundred years!" Despite kneeling on the ground He still straightened his back, his body was trembling with excitement, and Micurio's weak voice echoed in the temple.

"Oh? Interesting, you are the Celestial Clan who often appears in that boy Shi Lei's dreams?" The proud god ignored his determination, and instead looked at his whole body with interest. "Interesting, interesting!" He raised his head and laughed, the deafening buzz pierced Micurio's eardrums. "Do you know the meaning of your words?" He suddenly asked loudly.

"Oh...is this something God cares about too?"

"I won't allow waste that has no purification ability to come to my side, you go back." Before he finished speaking, the dragon's body began to become transparent, like a breeze and white cloud that would drift away at any time.Micurio stood up staggeringly and rushed towards his back. When he was about to lose sight of it, he subconsciously recited the Sky Sound Art, and the water bombs flew like Maotlas.God turned sideways to avoid the blow. He looked at the rocks on the wall that had been crushed by the water polo, and the turbulent water mist like a whirlpool above, and frowned.

"You know that I can kill you right now." Facing the cold murderous intent of the five great gods, Micurio didn't panic, he dropped the long stick in his hand, and clapped his palm on his heart.

Micurio clenched his fists, not caring about his trembling arms. "I am willing to set a taboo for myself in front of you, and use this as an opportunity to exchange for the power of purification."

After hearing these words, Maotras turned his head, and the body that was about to disappear returned to its original state. "You are really interesting. No wonder Shi Lei likes you so much. I didn't expect there to be such an emotional little devil like you in the Celestial Clan." The hot dragon's breath sprayed on Micurio: "Okay, I'm sure, come on!" What do you want to use as a taboo? The ability to purify is very expensive."

He nodded: "Anything is fine, just tell me."

"Well, how about all the memories and possibilities related to Sorey?" A group of flying birds staying outside the temple were startled by his voice, and their chirping went straight into the blue sky, as if they wanted to assassinate the sun.Micurio's eyes widened and he couldn't believe his ears. His legs trembled and he fell down on the cold marble. The god in front of him looked down at the stunned Micurio with no emotion in his eyes.

"How? If you are willing to swear that you will forget all Sorey's memories, and never see him again after waking up, I can seriously consider your proposal."

Micurio only felt that the pause button was pressed somewhere in his body. Whether his brain and body, beating heart and boiling blood that were still working crazily just now suddenly stopped, his whole body seemed to be thrown away. into a dead void.

Maotras clicked his tongue: "Let me tell you, little ghost of the Celestial Clan, with your consciousness, it is impossible to take on the burden of purifying the world with me. It's just an ending that disappears in the light!"

"Why, why..." Micurio lowered his head and stared at the lines on the marble, his messy hair covered his face: "Why can't I..."

"Then let me ask you, are you here for the world or for Sorey?"

Micurio is usually not someone who likes to use silence as an escape, and this time he had to violate his principles.

"answer me!"

Under the questioning of the gods, Micurio's eyes were spinning. He knew every secret passage in the ruins, he knew the position of the star trails, he knew how to find a way out when he got lost, and he knew everything in history, Micurio Odu knew that, logically speaking, there was no problem that could trouble him.But he couldn't write an answer to this question anyway.

"Huh, after all, it's at this level. It's really disappointing." Maotras' body turned into light and disappeared into the temple, leaving the distraught Micurio alone to taste the bitter wine.He couldn't express his current mood, as if his whole body was soaked in liquid, ups and downs, the hail mixed with the torrential rain hurt his body, and he tried his best to make himself stand against the wall.

A gust of wind blew in from the outside, and he saw that the forest outside the temple was covered with a thin layer of golden light. The golden light seemed to be made of gold, as if the sun had melted and let its own light fall into the earth, and the whole world was broken by it. body.

"Ah, it failed." He shrugged with a wry smile, but the overflowing golden land was vast and endless darkness and nothingness in his eyes.Gradually, Micurio felt that the temperature belonging to the flesh slowly disappeared from his body.

"Sore..." He didn't shed tears, his withered sobs had already turned into water droplets, drying up on every piece of gray marble.He heard the ear-piercing hum of the rational and calm strings being cut one by one in his mind.Darkness embraced his body, erasing his scars and cooling his grief.Micurio suddenly realized that it was pointless to pin his hopes on God.But besides God, who else could he turn to for help?

Micurio saw himself exploding.There is always a piece that can fall into Sorey's eyes, I don't know if he will accept such a farewell and apology... What a nerve-wracking person.He thought to himself, sinking into the endless night with a slight smile.

Darling you know, I dreamed as sweet dream.

But it became hell in the end.