[Comprehensive] Light and Shadow

SwordArtOnlineAugust 2024, 8

It's a weird thing about remembering, when you lose your memory there's a blank space in your mind, but there's a weird subtlety to whatever you're doing.It's like telling myself subconsciously, I have done this thing before, but I don't remember anything in a daze but vaguely, I just have this kind of cognition vaguely.

This kind of feeling is very bad, obviously I should remember it, but when I actually looked at it, it was blank.Kirito didn't know what happened, but in the end he could only pin all his doubts on the purple-haired boy in front of him.

And that young man just didn't say a word, and didn't even look at him blankly, and walked past him to the second floor.The creaking wooden stairs made a sound almost disintegrating, and the boy walked up slowly and stiffly step by step, and then opened the wooden door on the second floor.

Kirito frowned slightly, not knowing what happened, nor why the boy was unwilling to answer his own words.But when he saw the young man's slow movements, he habitually watched patiently, as if he had retained the habit.

When Kirito also walked to the second floor, he opened the creaking wooden door and saw that the boy was already sleeping on the wooden bed in the dim room.

There were no windows in the room on the second floor, and the room where even the moonlight could not penetrate was very dim, but there were still many beds that could be vaguely seen.The boy lay on his back safely on the bed, closed his eyes, and breathed steadily, the quilt covering his body was a bit messy.

Tongren paused, then walked into the house softly and carefully, flattened the quilt on the young man, and helped him cover it carefully.Kirito just looked at the boy's face so firmly, he felt that there was an image that was about to come out of his mind, but it was like being completely splashed with ink on the letter paper, he still didn't know what was on the paper.

Kirito looked at his hands and sighed softly, and finally he could only look at the sleeping boy with complicated eyes.

The boy who was here with him must know something, but he didn't say anything.

Can't say it, or don't want to say it?

Kirito left the room lightly, then hesitated for a moment before opening the door of the wooden house.Because the boy was still sleeping on the second floor, Kirito didn't dare to go far for fear that the boy would be in danger, so he just walked around the wooden house.

This is a forest, I don't know if it is an illusion.At night, the moon was covered by the coming black clouds, but a layer of vague dark light came through behind the thick clouds.The trees in the forest swayed in the wind, making a huge and slow rustling sound, which added a bit of eerie atmosphere.

After just walking around, Kirito also returned to the wooden house, sat by the table and looked at the candles burning faintly on the wooden table, wondering what he was silently meditating on.

I don't know how long he stared at it, but Kirito couldn't resist the drowsiness, and fell asleep on the table.

When Kirito woke up again, it was already the morning of the next day.

When he woke up, his body was covered with something. Looking carefully, it seemed to be the black robe worn by the boy he saw yesterday.Kirito couldn't help but wake up immediately, and immediately turned his head to look around at the boy's figure.

Kirito paused for a moment, then saw the boy coming in through a door covered by a curtain. The purple-haired boy took off the dark gray robe that was still inside his outer robe. The golden square buttons extended from the neckline to his waist. The pure black belt doesn't have too many complicated patterns, but the golden embellishment doesn't look too gloomy.

When the boy put a plate of curry rice in front of Kirito, Kirito suddenly realized that the boy came out of the kitchen just now.

"You, did you do it?" Kirito asked hesitantly, looking at the hot curry rice, but always felt a little subtle.

The boy didn't answer, just handed the spoon to Kirito, and then slowly sat on the opposite side of Kirito.

Kirito was stunned, but he still reached out to use the spoon. The curry rice was a bit hot, but the taste of curry was very strong, and it tasted really delicious. Kirito couldn't help but ate it, as if he hadn't eaten it for a long time Such good food.

The last time I ate it was...

Kirito was stunned for a moment, a strand of light golden-brown long hair vaguely appeared in his mind, but he couldn't remember it clearly.

"I, want to go out." Just this momentary blurry image made Kirito more firm in his thoughts last night. He can't stay in this wooden house in a daze all the time. He must go out to understand what happened.

The purple-haired boy silently stared at Kirito, still not saying a word, and nodded after a while.

"Are you going with me?" Kirito asked the boy in an inquiring tone, the hidden meaning naturally hoped that the boy would nod.

But this time, the boy seemed to nod quickly.

Seeing that the young man agreed, Kirito naturally felt a little relieved, and after eating a plate of curry rice on the table, he suddenly remembered, "Have you eaten yet?"

The boy didn't speak, instead he stood up and walked slowly into the kitchen, then opened the door curtain and walked out, only with a wooden basket covered with a cloth in his hand.

"Let's go." The boy finally spoke, and then walked towards the door with the wooden basket in hand.

"Oh, good." Tongren, who heard the boy's words, couldn't help being shocked and didn't shake his mind. It wasn't until the wooden door opened that Tongren suddenly remembered and strode towards the boy.Kirito frowned when he saw the boy carrying a large wooden basket, "Let me get it."

The boy paused, then handed the basket to Kirito.

The basket was a bit heavy, and when Kirito took it, he secretly lifted the cloth and took a look, but was surprised to find that there were tablecloths, fruits, bottles of juice and other food in the oversized basket.

Kirito was stunned for a moment, and looked blankly at the young man in front of him. He remembered that he had indeed spoken out before, but he wanted to leave here, not... an outing.

Even so, Kirito walked out with the wooden basket.The original intention was to get out of this forest, but at this time Kirito was walking in the woods, but it really felt like going out for an outing.

I don't know if it's an illusion, Kirito feels that the scenery seen this morning seems to have changed from last night. I don't know if it's because of the light, but the eerie horror of last night looks bright and serene at this time, the trees are lush and the sun is shining. The sun shines through the leaves and dapples the ground with a layer of shining light-colored halo.From time to time, small animals would hide from the bushes and run away in fright after seeing the figure.

"Are you tired from walking?" After walking for a while, Kirito found that the pace of the young man behind him was getting slower and slower. He turned around and looked at the young man suspiciously. After all, he himself felt nothing.

The young man frowned slightly, but still nodded slightly.

"Let's rest for a while." Kirito said so, and then put the wooden basket in his hand on the ground.Kirito looked irritatedly at the long skirt that could not be damaged no matter what, and finally he could only lift up the long skirt and tie a knot, and then climbed up the tree nimbly.

Looking from a distance from the branches, there is a dense forest with no way out, and what is even more incredible is that even the wooden house that came by the road just now has disappeared.

This forest is like an unknown maze.No matter how you go, you will only get stuck in the forest.

When Kirito jumped off the branch, he found that the boy had thrown the tablecloth on the grass at some point, the wooden basket was empty, and all the food and drinks had been neatly placed on the tablecloth, and the boy was already quiet Kneeling down on the tablecloth, holding a glass bottle of juice in both hands.

The corners of Kirito's mouth twitched, and he looked helplessly at the boy who was definitely out for an outing.The young man seemed to have noticed Kirito's subtle gaze. The young man raised his head, staring at Kirito seriously with his purple eyes, then stretched out his left hand and patted the blank tablecloth beside him.

Kirito was stunned for a moment, but in the end he could only sit down helplessly.

Indeed, if it is really a labyrinth, no matter where you go, there is no way to get out.

Sitting on the tablecloth, Kirito looked around, watching the little rabbits and squirrels jumping out of the bushes from time to time, as if looking at the place curiously, and the trees were lush and the sun was warm. If he hadn't lost his memory, if he hadn't been trapped here, If it weren't for wearing this strange long skirt, Kirito would probably really regard this time as a pleasant outing.

Kirito took out a sandwich from the tablecloth and bit into it.When he finished eating a sandwich, Kirito hadn't thought about what to do next, but despite this, he suddenly saw the boy sitting next to him stand up suddenly, never before running to a place so quickly.

Kirito opened his mouth to call out the boy's name, and something seemed to fill up the layers of blankness.But when he spoke, he could only feel the empty air, and he still couldn't remember anything.

The boy suddenly got up and ran towards that place, it seemed the first time he moved so quickly, but after only running a few steps, his body suddenly staggered, and then the boy fell down powerlessly.

Kirito widened his eyes nervously, stood up abruptly and ran towards the unconscious boy on the ground.The young man was lying on the ground with his eyes closed tightly, and fell into a coma. The young man's face was so pale that there was no blood. Such weakness made Kirito's hands tremble.

What exactly happened here?Don't understand why the boy who was fine just now suddenly fainted, Kirito stretched out his hand and half hugged the boy on the ground, looked at the boy worriedly but could only be at a loss.

When Kirito didn't know what to do, the boy slowly woke up again, his eyelashes trembled slightly, and those purple pupils gradually opened.Then the boy turned his head stiffly, still looking in the direction he was looking at before, with a dark look in his eyes.

"Are you okay?" Kirito looked at the boy in his arms with extreme concern. Although the boy slowly stood up, Kirito felt the boy's whole body was stiff, as if his body was tensing up with all his strength.

After a long time, the boy shook his head stiffly.

"Let's go back first." Even if the boy didn't shake his head, Kirito could tell that the boy's current situation is not good.Kirito frowned slightly, stretched out his hand to hug the young man and walked back in the direction he came from.

After walking a few steps, the wooden house that disappeared in the forest before appeared unobtrusively.

Kirito entered the wooden house before he had time to think, hurried to the second floor and put the boy on the bed where he slept last night.The boy closed his eyes, he didn't know if he was asleep or just resting.

But despite this, Kirito still didn't make a sound, stroking the quilt with his hand to help the boy cover it tightly, then slowly moved his fingers up, and landed on the broken hair on the boy's forehead.Kirito paused for a moment, and finally put his palm down, gently stroking the boy's hair.

Such an intimate movement has a very subtle and warm feeling.

Who is this boy in front of him?Where is this again?Who am I?Why do I lose my memory... There are many questions I want to ask, but Kirito also knows that the only boy who knows the truth probably won't answer him.

How long are you going to stay here?There has always been a hidden restless feeling in my heart, urging myself to leave this place, but Kirito still can't remember, there is any very important reason why he can't stay here.

What is the reason...

"Asuna."

At that moment, Kirito felt that something suddenly appeared in his mind. The name seemed to burst open in his mind, as if he suddenly got the answer to the reason, but the name did not come from his mouth, but It's the boy on the bed.

"Asuna?" Kirito was surprised for a while before remembering to ask.

"Remember?" The young man opened his eyes at some point, staring at Kirito with shallow eyes, his voice was very weak.

Kirito hesitated for a while, everything in his mind was in a trance, but he felt that the name was very important.As long as I recite this name silently in my heart, I feel that something is different, my heart is trembling, and some strange feeling keeps hitting my chest.

For some reason, he heard the sound of a bird flapping its wings. Kirito looked in surprise at the open wooden door on the second floor where a little oriole flew in. The oriole tilted its head and landed on the side of the boy's bed. Lowering his head, he put the small one in his mouth into the boy's palm, and then flew away with a flutter.

"This is, a seed?" Kirito looked at the seed on the boy's black fingerless gloves in surprise, and then looked at the boy, but the boy's expression was still indifferent, and he just looked at the seed silently without saying a word.

"Do you want to plant it?" Kirito asked the boy. After the boy nodded, Kirito went downstairs and filled some soil in a wooden cup and returned to the room. He looked at the small seed with some doubts, "Probably Just plant it in the soil?"

The boy just reached out and handed the seeds to Kirito, and Kirito could only take them down, stuffed the seeds into the soil as he wanted, and buried them casually.

"I don't know what will be planted." Kirito looked at the soil in the wooden cup, with a smile and curiosity in his pupils.

His hand was suddenly grabbed, and Kirito was stunned, looking at the boy's clean gloves and fingertips, but his hands were still covered in mud.Kirito subconsciously wanted to move his hand away, but this time the boy grabbed it with all his might.

Kirito looked at the young man puzzled, but the young man just lowered his head, a red string was taken out from somewhere in his right hand and tied to Kirito's wrist.The boy's movements were serious and focused, and his purple pupils looked at the red rope almost devoutly, as if he was doing something extremely important.

Kirito couldn't help being stunned, he felt that he seemed to have seen the young man's focused expression before.Looking at the simple red string tied around his wrist, Kirito suddenly didn't know what to say.

After the boy tied the red string, he looked at it for a long time, and then he looked at the kind of wooden cup for planting seeds.

"I'll tell you my name when that seed is planted."