Memory is a strange monster, it likes to be cloudy and uncertain, sometimes it leaves good, sometimes it reveals darkness, sometimes it helps it fly, sometimes it pulls into the abyss, it may dislike it when it is there, but when it is not there, it will definitely look for it.

If the little one doesn't recover his memories, but just wants to find them, the place he will go can be roughly inferred.

But if the little one did not reply, then why did he wake up in the cellar?

This sense of contradiction and abnormality makes the sun shadow feel a little weird. But either way, time is running out now, and there's not much time left to think about it. I can only go to the place of judgment first.

Nikkage hesitated for a moment as he headed southwest, past where the cellar was, but he didn't seem to notice anything when he woke up, heading towards the once dilapidated house on the edge of the village.

Three years not only did not make this building collapse, but turned his time backwards, not collapsed, but became cleaner and tidier, the roof became brand new, the door frame became bright, there were flowers in the yard, and there was a tree in the more conspicuous yard.

Sunshadow jumped into the courtyard and looked up at the towering trees, which did not look like the things that grew here, and were incompatible with this place, glowing with cyan fluorescence, full of life.

Sunshadow felt a different kind of fluctuation from its body, with a bewitching magic, making those who were nearby want to get closer, closer. Sunshadow couldn't help but take a few steps closer, and couldn't help but raise his hand to touch the young leaves.

The tender green leaves seemed to come alive, obediently curled up the leaves, gently wrapped the fingers of the sun shadow, slowly climbed up, arms, arms, upper body, head and even the whole body, were gently rolled up, gentle and refreshing, falling into a dream.

In the dream, there is a sea of golden vitality, a golden flowing tree leads to the golden sky, and there are golden birds parked on the golden branches, unable to see the form of the body, attracted all the attention by the golden feathers, like a mass of souls, flickering, flickering, as if it can ripple out golden light waves. There seemed to be a cocoon in the center, and the liquid flowing in the golden cocoon, in the shadow of light, seemed to curl up a person.

"If you can be resurrected, who do you want to resurrect?" asked an ethereal voice from nowhere, chanting like an acura.

Flora. The answer blurted out almost from the bottom of my heart.

"Whose life in exchange?

The ethereal voice continued to sing, as if it was not about life and death, but just about singing a beautiful song.

"With your own. This is the answer without hesitation.

"No, no. With someone else's life, with someone else's life. Only by exchanging important people for important people can we be equal. Equal loss, equal return. ”

The ethereal voice continued to sing. He said things that didn't make sense, but he sang them like the truth.

Important people. Sunkage's face appeared in the bottom of her heart.

"Trade him. Trade him for it. ”

The ethereal voice continued to sing. The voice is full of joy, but there is a ghostly hideousness.

"Nope. No. ”

Sunshadow wanted to scream, wanted to refuse, but couldn't make a sound, and his body tried to struggle desperately, but he couldn't move.

There seemed to be a white glowing hand stretched out of the cocoon, and it slowly reached over, not as wet as expected, but soft and warm, and it gently caressed the cheek of the sunset. With the body of the Hikage, he approached the cocoon.

From that transparent shell, a face was born for no reason, a face that was familiar but felt unfamiliar, and suddenly opened its eyes.

"Have you forgotten me, have you forgotten me. Have you forgotten who I died for? Why can't you trade him for me, trade him for me, trade him for me. ”

"I can't do it, I can't do it... I don't want to, I can't ...... No!!ah......h

This is a more painful choice than choosing to self-destruct.

The first time it was so real, and the pain was so uncontrollable, that the Hikage curled up in a ball, as if she wanted to die immediately.

For the first time, she lost the desire to survive.

But then the warmth in her chest seemed to awaken her consciousness, and the pain in her shoulder began to hurt hard.

"You only have one life, and whoever loses it can't get it back, so you must live well. Living well is what I expect most from you, remember?" the gentle voice was Flora's voice.

"Brother Shadow, Brother Shadow......" shouted in the plural, "Let's go, let's go together." "It sounds like Robert, Melson's voice.

"I'll wait for you to come back. ”

Yes...... Shout again. But this time it's a cry for survival.

The cocoon also began to scream, and the ethereal voice made a sharp cry, deafening, indescribable.

"You've forgotten me! you've forgotten me!" was no longer Flora's voice in the cocoon, but a voice that Sunshadow was unfamiliar with.

The sea of golden life force began to crumble, the big waves were shattered, the birds fluttered and struggled to die, and the branches of the trees withered, fell, and died.

It's a fake scene, but you can feel the incomparably sharp pain when you collapse. It seems that the body, mental power, and blood are trembling, and the pain seems to be about to die.

But fortunately, I finally woke up.

As if in a real dream, Sunshadow stood under the towering trees, his clothes soaked with blood and sweat.

She trembled slightly, for the first time, she really felt the pain in the battle, the unbearable pain, as if she had returned to the time when she lost Flora.

However, the illusion was not over before him. Under the towering tree, there were still four people sitting at this time. They were having a joyous picnic. The woman was holding a piece of strawberry cake in her hand, and handed it to the child next to her with a gentle smile. The child, with a happy smile, went to eat the cake on the fork. The sweetness seemed to be about to melt in his mouth, but he turned his neck strangely one hundred and eighty degrees to look at the shadow of the sun.

That's the little guy's face.

The sun shadow was startled and wanted to touch it, but the green light began to dissipate like fireflies, slowly dissipating bit by bit, and finally left a barren land.

That's what they want. The little one prays for a life he never had, and the Hikage prays for Flora's resurrection.

But wishes are just wishes after all, the yard is still a dilapidated yard, and the houses that are about to collapse are still crumbling. No matter how much you expect, no matter how extravagant you pray, you still can't withstand the torrent of time and the erosion of time. This is no longer the end they are seeking, they need to move forward.

Sunkage turned to leave, wanting to take a look at the village chief's house. Where they witnessed a massacre, it was also the beginning of everything going to extremes.

If he had done it again, would he have done something different? If he hadn't left the couple alone, if he hadn't told the little guy what he could do because of his grievances, wouldn't they have gone to the village chief, wouldn't have been burned in front of the little guy?

But there is no such thing as an if.

On the way to the village chief's house, when Nikkage passed by the house where the cellar was located again, he always felt attracted to something below, stopped, turned around, and jumped in front of the house.

Push the door in, with the smell of uninhabited dust. But a closer look at the décor confirms that the room is the same as it was three years ago. The cotton cloth he casually threw on the sofa was still sticky to the water stains that wiped the little guy's bath. The half of the sweet potato that has been cut even maintains its ruddy appearance. Time here seemed to really stand still, the day he met the little one.

Nikkage hurriedly walked to the cellar and quickly opened the cellar door. Step into the cellar again with a candle. It's like a day.

And there was a small half-naked figure in the cellar, and he subconsciously blocked the light with his hands. But Sunkage could still see his face clearly, the same face and body as it had been three years earlier.

When he saw the Shadow of the Sun, he stumbled over and stretched out his tender hand to hug the Shadow's thigh.

This wasn't three years ago, and he couldn't be the same as he was three years ago. Sunshadow knew very well, but Sunshadow didn't know why he couldn't do it, so he didn't kick him away, but still hugged him.

The child-like man who was hugging him happily pointed to the backyard. Sunshadow carried him forward. The guy pointed to the water tank, as if asking Sunshade to bathe him.

Sunshadow let him go.

"Do you remember? Three years ago. Hikage asked.

"Hmm... Hug. "It's still like a child, and it's cute.

Sunshadow sighed. "You're not like that anymore. Is Chu Bo's look like you?"

"I thought you wouldn't refuse me that. The child's appearance disappeared, and he really changed back into Chu Bo. "Because of the way I look, you can't remember me. ”

"I ......"

"Well, I know it's not like that at all. Chu Bo interrupted Sunshadow's words and said to himself. "I don't like that either. But he seems to be who I am. I should be like in my normal life. And when you met me, I was a teenager, but I looked like a five or six-year-old child, wasn't it cute? It's fun to fly around with me. “

"When did you regain your memory? Do you hate me?"

"Why do you want to erase my memory?" Chu Bo didn't answer Sunshadow's question, but looked at Sunshadow in a daze and asked. The look in his eyes seemed exactly the same as when he was sad three years ago.

"I ......"

"Ah, I know, I know, for my own good, right? I saw them burned to death and went on a rampage. Mmmm, that's a big fire. Chu Bo didn't wait for Sun Shadow to answer again, and said to himself.

"I hate you. I hate you so much. Chu Bo said with a smile. "You know what? A person who has no memory, who is looking for himself alone, always thinks that he will forget something very important, and I keep thinking about what I have forgotten, and when they come to tell me about you, it turns out that I forgot to hate you. ”

Sunshadow was silent, he didn't know what to explain, he didn't know where to start.

"Why are you silent?" Chu Bo was going to continue talking to himself. "You shouldn't really ask me if I've regained my memory, or why would I hate you? ”

"I don't want you to remember. Sunshadow sighed. "If they tell you that I destroyed this village, that I killed your relatives, if you are willing to accept this truth, hate me. Don't think about everything. After seeking revenge on me, forget everything here. Start over and live along. ”

"Now, you know what? That's why I hate you. Chu Bo looked up at the sky, and when he lowered his head, his eyes were shining. "I remembered, they thought I didn't know, but from the day they mentioned you, I remembered everything.

Because they think I think I don't hate you when I think of everything. But...... The more I miss you, the more I hate you......"

"I hate you so much, why didn't you take me with you. ”