Goddess Summoning System

Chapter 151 Falling Flowers Are Heartless.

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"What's wrong?" the woman in the white skirt asked softly.

"It's nothing." Yu Chichan tried his best to forget the words he heard just now in his mind, and then dropped his fingers with a black spot between them.

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A few minutes passed, and the woman in the white skirt said again, "It's almost over."

Yu Chichan reviewed the entire chessboard in his mind, and there were only a few spaces left in the chessboard in his mind, then Yu Chichan smiled wryly, "It is indeed almost over."

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Another few minutes passed.

"I won." The woman in the white skirt said softly, and then took out a black stone tightly surrounded by white pieces from the chessboard and put it in the chess pot, "I won Yimu."

For some reason, upon hearing these words, Yu Chichan's heart calmed down instead.

"You won." He said calmly.

"You made a mistake with that sunspot just now." The woman in the white skirt said flatly.

"What you think is wrong is exactly what I think is right." Yu Chichan replied.

"Right is right, and wrong is wrong." The woman in the white skirt said calmly, "The world is like a chessboard, with black and white clearly."

"Things are impermanent, follow your heart." Yu Chichan said, looking directly into the eyes of the woman in the white skirt.

"My heart will never change. It was the same in the past, it is the same now, and it will be the same in the future." The woman in the white skirt said calmly, then pushed the wheelchair and walked towards the door.

"Sure enough, the flowing water is intentional, but the falling flowers are ruthless."

The delicate woman smiled slightly and said to herself, then followed behind the woman in the white dress and the woman in the red dress.

And Yu Chichan clenched his fists tightly, watching the three women in white skirts slowly leave the chess pavilion.

Since then, Jiange has been known to everyone in Guanhai, and all disciples are proud to join Jiange.

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"It's not that the falling flowers are ruthless, but even if there are feelings, the petals of the falling flowers are about to wither." Han Su stopped in front of the wooden fence, and the woman in a white skirt sitting in a wheelchair in her sight happened to be under the cherry blossom tree, and the skirt was almost The petals of the withered cherry blossoms are covered in pink.

"Is she dying?" The delicate woman beside her asked softly.

Han Suzhen nodded lightly, "When all the petals of that cherry tree wither, she will die."

"Why?" the delicate woman asked.

Han Su knew that what the delicate woman asked was not why the woman in the white dress died, but why such a beautiful cherry blossom tree died so quickly, because for the delicate woman, she didn't care about the death of the woman in the white dress at all.

In the past three years, it seems that the delicate woman and the woman in the white skirt have not spoken at all.

But under the cherry blossom tree, it is the favorite scenery of delicate women and women in white skirts.

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Nan Yue raised her head slightly. At this time, she had taken off the original white cloth from her eyes, revealing a pair of indescribably delicate pupils. However, underneath these pupils, it was like a white mist, making Nan Yue Can't see the outside world clearly.

Although for Nan Yue at this time, whether to watch or not is no longer important.

A piece of pink cherry blossom petal fell into Nan Yue's palm. Nan Yue immediately held the cherry blossom, and there was a cool feeling between her fingers, as if the petal was still mixed with morning dew.

Inexplicably, Nan Yue suddenly remembered that she had the same feeling when she came under this cherry blossom tree nine years ago.

Some are cold, some are cold.

In other words, my life seems to be muddling along.

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"Miss."

The crisp voice rang in Nan Yue's ears, Nan Yue was slightly taken aback, and then raised her plain hand.

"Miss, what are you thinking about?" Akko lay quietly on the chest of the woman in the white dress, like a docile kitten letting its owner gently stroke its fur.

"Dongfang Qinghou, how are you?" Nan Yue asked softly.

"Although he always can't understand what I mean, like a tree, but overall it's still very good, at least he will listen to me very seriously. But for some reason, today he just refused to let me see Miss , I was so angry that I let him smell the rosemary that the lady gave me, so I put him down, and I was able to come to see the lady."

Nanyue smiled helplessly when she heard this, and immediately ruffled A Ke's hair, "Be careful when he wakes up and beats you."

"He dares!" A Ke subconsciously said, but soon blushed and whispered, "He is not willing to part with it."

Nan Yue then tapped A Ke on the head, pretending to be angry and said, "So today you came to me on purpose to show your affection?"

"Not really!" A Ke said, clutching her forehead, "I was just thinking about what kind of person would be a good match for Miss."

"It turns out that the matchmaker came for me." Nan Yue pinched A Ke's lovely little Qiong's nose.

"Miss, I think Master Qinghou is a good choice." A Ke said with a puffed face.

"Oh, why?"

A Ke said seriously, "You see, since he can teach such a stupid person like Qinghou so well, it means that he is also a very powerful person. If he is with the young lady, the young lady will be protected. At that time Those old men don't dare to let the lady do this or that any more."

After Nan Yue finished listening, she just smiled lightly, didn't care, and then said to A Ke, "Okay, go back quickly, if Dongfang Qinghou sees you wake up, I don't know how anxious you should be, do you still remember the last time you woke up? Did he hide and call your name all the time throughout Guanhai City?”

A Ke's face immediately turned red as if bleeding, and she saluted the woman in the white skirt, "Miss, then I'll go back first, and I'll come see you tomorrow."

"Ah."

It was a petal that fell on the top of Nanyue's pure white head. Nanyue quietly thought that by tomorrow, these petals should have completely withered.

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"You're here." Nan Yue said softly.

"En." The woman in red gently raised her plain hand, and many cherry blossom petals that fell on the ground danced again, like dancing elves. "Do you have any unfulfilled wishes?"

Nan Yue shook her head slightly and said, "I know everything about the warmth and coldness of the world. I have almost seen through this world, so there is nothing to miss."

"What about Yu Chichan?" the woman in red asked.

"I have nothing to do with him."

Seemingly aware of the disbelieving eyes of the woman in red, Nan Yue continued, "Nine years ago, I was the youngest disciple of the academy, and he was the youngest teacher of the academy. It just so happened that I entered his school, and he became My teacher, he taught me to play chess, and I taught him that there are other things worth paying attention to in this world besides chess. The truth is as simple as that."

"But he likes you." The woman in red said directly.

"I know," the woman in the white skirt said softly, "He once told me that liking me was the first thing he did with his heart besides playing chess."

"how about you?"

The eyelids of the woman in the white skirt trembled slightly, and she said calmly, "I don't like him."

"Is it because you don't have much time?"

The woman in the white skirt shook her head and said, "No, even if I don't die, I won't choose him."

"Why?"

"Because my heart was dead from the beginning."

(End of this chapter)