[Sword Art Online] Qing Tong

Author: Bridge on the Suzhou River

【Volume [-]】When I fell in love with you

The person I love and the person who loves me ([-])

The person I love and the person who loves me ([-])

I'm on the edge of loneliness waiting for you to look back

This night was still uneventful, just like all those tired nights after a busy day of killing monsters in the past, the air was entangled with the tiredness that made people fall asleep.

Saying goodnight to each other calmly, opening doors calmly, going back to respective bedrooms calmly, changing out of heavy gear calmly... doing all the things we have been used to for months until the hot water passes through The white shower hit the face forcefully, and the tears flowed down as if the gate had been released.

The temperature of tears and the temperature of hot water are entangled wantonly.

In the early morning, I stretched out my hand tremblingly, wiped my face mixed with tears and clear water, choked up a few times, and gave up the extravagant hope of wiping away the tears, letting it flow.

"Snapped!--"

His hands were propped heavily on the wall, and his slender hair was winding down.

"You fool!"

Biting her lower lip stubbornly, she cursed bitterly, but she didn't know if the complaint was for herself or someone else.

Thoughts have long been chaotic and numb, unable to untie, cut constantly.

There seemed to be some noise outside. I didn't want to pay attention to it early in the morning, and I didn't have the extra energy to pay attention to it. Maybe it was knocking on the door, maybe it was the noise of other players in the corridor, and it always disappeared after a long while.

The space of self does not need the interference and invasion of others, and the world at this time is like a stranger to me.

Lower your head, let the steaming water slide down your back, enveloping yourself in the dense world, not knowing where it will flow.

The message prompts on the control panel sounded again and again, but they couldn't wake up the owner who was immersed in himself.

It was as if the tears from the previous life and the next life were all gathered together, and the red eyes were like transparent lakes washed by the tears, reflecting the gloomy brilliance under the dim light.

"boom!"

There was a loud noise outside the door, which stopped the tears in the early morning. He straightened his back under the shower in a daze, turned his eyes, grabbed the soap on the side, and stared at the translucent glass with the slightest hostility left after losing strength. Glass door.

A black figure was slowly projected on the glass door, choked up with difficulty early in the morning, slightly retreated with his right foot, and took advantage of the situation to set up the starting posture of swordsmanship.

This is a hotel built by the player himself, so the house is not an indestructible item protected by the system. In other words, as long as the opponent has enough destructive power, he can attack through the glass door in front of him.

Terrible situation, do you really want to take the initiative to attack...

The light from the red sword technique appeared in Qingchao's hand and gradually brightened.

Suddenly, a familiar male voice sounded urgent and hesitant.

"Early morning?! Are you in there?!"

Like a bomb that was about to explode, the button to stop was suddenly pressed, and the squeaky old radio murmured to stop the hoarse j□j.

I stayed for a while early in the morning, and some nervous muscles relaxed instantly, and then the corners of my mouth showed grievance after being frightened, my swollen eyes suddenly became angry after relaxing, and my right hand was raised, and the light on the soap became sharper.

"Early morning?! Are you in there? Early morning? Early morning?!"

Listening to the more eager male voice outside, Qingchen's hands became more and more vigorous.

"Kirito, you big idiot——!!!!!!"

"boom--!!!!"

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The evening breeze gently brushes against the wooden window, and the warm light casts a dim circle of light on the ground outside the window through the transparent glass.

But the atmosphere in the room didn't seem as relaxed as expected.

The boy sat on the sofa in embarrassment, rubbing his face in a daze.Suddenly a slender hand placed a white porcelain cup heavily on the brown table.

He quickly retracted his hand and sat upright.

"Hmph!" The girl sat down on the opposite side of the sofa, drinking her own hot milk tea gracefully.

And in front of him, there was the legendary SAO "strange" drink that couldn't be darker and exuded a strange smell.

The good name is "the smell is refreshing, and the medicine can cure the disease"!

"Many...thanks..." Tongren was sweating coldly, took it with some embarrassment, and secretly slandered where he got this kind of thing early in the morning, and then in line with the principle of early death and early life, he handed it to his mouth and opened his mouth. But it burned his tongue all of a sudden.

Comes with a mouth full of smell. ==

"Puhahaha..." Sitting across from him with a stern face, Qingchen finally couldn't help laughing out loud. The clear laughter instantly dispelled the dull atmosphere in the room, and relieved Tongren An'an, who had been on pins and needles all along. .

"Okay, okay, I won't embarrass you." With a smile, he changed Kirito to a normal drink, and specially chose a cup of green tea early in the morning.

"Ah... saved!" Kirito, who survived the catastrophe, collapsed on the sofa with a satisfied smile.

"How could Kirito... suddenly barge in at this time?" Seeing Kirito's relaxed look, he opened his mouth and asked softly early in the morning.

"Ah!...This..." Kirito rubbed his fingers uneasily, "Actually, it's just..."

"actually??"

"Ah... Actually, it's nothing wrong... just... come and see haha!" Kirito seemed even more embarrassed to speak.

"Look...why didn't you send a message... eh?!" Thinking about where he thought of, he opened the message board early in the morning and suddenly saw a long list of message prompts: 【Message from Kirito.

Message from Kirito.

Message from Kirito. 】……

The slender fingers trembled, but they opened one by one, and lines of text came into view.

[Early morning, are you there? 】【Early in the morning, I asked the grandma downstairs to make supper and bring it up, so you can eat a little too. 】【Although I haven’t seen the development of the whole incident, it’s even more impossible to fully understand Qingchen’s mood at this time, but how should I put it, no matter how strong Qingchen is in front of people, she still likes to punish others for their mistakes My own... I'm not qualified to comfort you, but I hope you don't make fun of your body...] [Early morning, what are you doing?Post back if you see it. 】【Early morning, please open the door...】【Early morning? !Are you still there? Are you asleep? 】…………

The messages with increasingly urgent tone were lined up, and it seemed that in the early morning, this poor-spoken guy became more and more anxious after worrying about his situation, racking his brains to find reasons to contact him but still getting no response.

Really...

A familiar choking and suffocating heat surged up again and blocked his throat.

"Probably because I encountered too many things today, and I seem to think a lot at night... Well, now it seems that I really think too much..."

Before he could finish speaking, a limp body had already pounced on him, and the cup on the table that was thrown to the ground by the sudden pounce fell to the ground after an innocent circle.

Kirito opened his mouth a little unresponsively, and his habitually opened arms shrank in the air in a daze, as if he didn't know whether to embrace the slender waist in his arms or stay in place stiffly.

However, Qingchen quickly let go of him, with a bright smile on his face covered with tears, and a pair of clear blue eyes.

"You're really... In other words, you just slammed into the door because you were worried... This really doesn't seem like something the Kirito I know can do..."

"Forehead……"

With some embarrassment, Kirito scratched his disheveled head with his hands stiff in the air, glanced at the smashed door from the corner of his eye, and then yelled haha.

"I'm sorry... because I didn't reply early in the morning, I used my skills... I only heard the sound of water... I thought something happened... ahaha..."

"Huh!" With a heavy cold snort, Kirito's mouth that was still tilted to the side no longer had the strength to smile.

"that……"

"Humph!"

"Er...early morning..."

"..."

After having a little temper for a while, early in the morning, he caught a glimpse of Kirito's face full of frustration from the corner of his eye, and then turned his head indifferently.

"Tomorrow, you go and hand over the damage to the house to the boss!"

"...Does the bathroom door count too?" Kirito looked at the broken outer door, and then at the bathroom glass door that had been smashed with a big hole, feeling a deep chill.

"Of course! If you hadn't barged in suddenly, how could I have thrown the soap out!"

"All right……"

"I want to sleep in your bed tonight!"

"Okay...uh?!...Then, what about me?" Kirito pointed to his nose.

"That's not my problem!"

"Uh... well..."

"Also! From tomorrow onwards, you have to team up with me! Until I fully heal from the injury I suffered this time!"

"..."

Seeing Kirito looking up and down with a serious face, he shivered uncomfortably early in the morning.

"You, what's wrong with you?"

"Is it okay if I was injured somewhere early in the morning?" Kirito looked thoughtful, "Generally speaking, the wounds in SAO should disappear after taking enough blood tonics, what could it be? This kind of wound has continued until now..."

In the early morning, the veins on his forehead popped up.

"Idiot! It's mental damage!!!"

"All right……"

"One last thing!"

"Why is there... Uh! Tell me!"

Early in the morning, he showed a sly smile and looked at Kirito with twinkling eyes.

"Kirito, please tell me everything you have experienced since the separation of the first floor up to now~"

"This..." Kirito showed a embarrassed expression, and began to frown as he recalled, and put a finger on his lips.

"Hush, I want to listen to the truth, Kirito's real thoughts, real choices, can't be omitted~"

"..."

"However, Kirito must take the initiative to tell me when he is really willing. Don't worry, I will wait forever in the days to come."

The young man stared blankly at the smiling young girl in front of him. His serious eyes seemed to contain the whole world and his heart full of scars.

"it is good."