Hunter Fan - Snake

She went back to the guest room and packed up some odds and ends. There were not many clothes, and there were only one or two pieces in total.

She folded it neatly, stuffed it into the suitcase, closed the lid and zipped it up, and sat on the ground kneeling, staring at the suitcase in a daze with her eyes closed, a piece of black, a large piece of black, invisible.she thought, and smiled.

Suddenly remembered something, she opened her mouth wide and covered it with her hands, suddenly realizing.

"It turned out to be that person, Meromina's girl. How could I forget it? It's really strange."

Whispering, she shook her head and scratched the ends of her hair a few times, her expression was cute and simple, with an indescribable cleanness and fit.

She stood up, walked towards the counter with her suitcase, paid, turned around, and left.

The temperature outside the door was very cold, she couldn't help shivering, rubbing the goose bumps on her arm with a single arm, she took a deep breath, and took a step.

When she went to the chess club, she was greeted by the smoky smell of smoke and the air was turbid.She wrinkled her nose, raised her eyebrows, found the nearest seat and sat down with her suitcase at her feet.

Round stones, square tables, lifted and lowered with fingers close together.

This is a world, a world that no one can dominate.

There was the sound of the armchair being dragged on the opposite side, she straightened her back, opened her eyes and saw a piece of darkness, nothing, but everything was there, she began to think about the appearance of her opponent, maybe it was an older man The man was fat and bald, with a cigarette in his mouth, and the milky white smoke wafted out.

Sitting down was a man with a yellowish complexion and messy hair, which gave him a strange feeling.He looks thin, obviously malnourished, and his eyes are dark yellow, very bright.

The man looked into her eyes, lit a cigarette and bit it in his mouth, squatted for a long time before speaking, "You can't see, how can you play chess?" After speaking, he leaned back on the bench and narrowed his eyes.

She regained her senses, her body trembled for a moment, and when she smiled, she brushed the ends of her hair from her ear to the back of her ear, touched her earlobe and said, "It doesn't matter, just tell me where you are playing chess, sir." Do you need to hold on first?"

She smiled quietly, it was an indescribable sense of comfort, her tone was soft, but too indifferent.Is it here?here.she thought, then laughed.

"What's so funny." The man squeezed out the cigarette butt, the corner of his mouth was drawn into an ugly arc, and his frown showed his displeasure.

She raised her head slightly, looked at the seat where the man was sitting with her pupilless eyes, and quickly lowered her head, touching the chess pieces in the box with her fingers, showing her nervousness one by one, she stuttered in answering, She said, "It's nothing... just, just I'm happy, I'm happy to play chess, really happy, aren't you happy? To be able to play chess, to be a god in a world where no one can rule, It’s really a wonderful thing.”

She was a little excited, and her smile became more and more sweet. When she started, she held a chess piece between her fingers, which was white.She thought of her father. Her father was a very good man. It was a happy thing for her mother to marry him. Teaching her to play chess was really good.

She clenched her hands on her knees, hard.

The man shrank his pupils, and there was a different look in his eyes. He didn't say anything more, his gaze was like a needle, he picked up the chess piece, put it down, five out of five in the upper left corner.

She began to think wildly, thinking about a lot before, and began to fantasize about more and more after that.

If it were Sidney, she wouldn't talk like this, if it were Sidney, she wouldn't be so intact now, if it were Sidney...

What else are you thinking about?Sidney is no more. In that back garden, the surrounding roses are in full bloom, and there is fragrant black tea on the round table. Sidney is there now. He can’t play chess or cry. He is very happy. Get happiness in the back garden full of roses.

She raised her hand, moved her hand, without pause, just like her thoughts did not stop, she was in a daze, with her eyes open.The chess path was simulated in my mind, the perspective chessboard, densely packed with black and white dots.

She wondered if Xingxing would laugh at her if she saw it.Probably not, and Xing Xing is not here, how would he know what she is thinking?stars... stars...

With a mid-set interception, he made a comeback without leaving any room.It was about to come to an end, and the time was 15 minutes and three seconds. She withdrew her hand and nodded in salute.

Standing up, she thought of Kuroro's appearance. At that time, she carefully explored the outline with her hands. Even if she knew it in advance, she still couldn't help but want to seek comfort.

I love you, Chrollo...

I have never said that, although I have said it in my heart countless times, and although I will repeat it every time, I have never said it once, not once.

She liked that man, that heinous villain, in love, just in love.

She stood up, bowed to the seat opposite, and didn't check whether the man whose name she didn't even know had left.She wanted to leave, go to a place where no one could find her, play chess, and die by herself.

Dragging the suitcase, she walked out of the chess club, the wheels turned 'gurgling', rubbing against the ground and making some ear-piercing noises, which were not pleasant to hear.

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The city of Pais is surrounded by deserts, and at night there is nothing but the sky full of yellow sand, no trees, no birds, and even more... no people.

It was already night, and there was a figure in the middle of the yellow sand all over the sky, slender and faltering.

She wants to leave, to find, she belongs to that place, she may die in the next second, and she may be insulted and worthless, but she wants to go, she will go, and absolutely.

She laughed, and stretched out her hands to tighten some cloaks wrapped around her body. They were bought at the pavement at zero hour, and they didn't fit very well and looked a bit too big. From time to time, they caught her insteps, making it extremely difficult to walk.

Stopping, she raised her head and looked at the sky with closed eyes, the chaos had no place of light, then whispered softly, as if she was enduring great pain, she said, "I really want to play chess!" ..."

Then there was a voice behind her, it was a voice she felt strange but familiar, a little hoarse, with the vicissitudes of old age, it was the man in the chess club.

The man was wrapped in a cloak. The hood was so big that it covered most of his face. His hair was thin and faintly visible. There was a cigarette dangling from the corner of his exposed mouth.

She opened her eyes, she didn't have pupils so she couldn't tell what kind of emotion was inside, but she just opened her lips slightly, as if surprised and terrified.

She returned to indifference, outlined the natural arc of the corners of her lips, that kind of warm line, and nodded.

The man found a hole in the hill where he could hide, went in and lit a fire, sat on a seat not far from the campfire, and when he took off his cloak, he was holding a box in his hand, which was printed in black letters, which was military equipment.

Stretching out the guide stick in her hand, she groped into the cave, then rubbed the seat of the campfire with her fingers, and sat down opposite the man.

The chessboard is a simple chessboard made of plastic paper, and the chess pieces are not as smooth as stones. They are also made of plastic. She touched the smooth surface of the chess pieces, which is not what she is used to, but she wants to play chess, very much.

Did not speak, Grape, whereabouts.The chess game begins.

The sunspots were blocked, and the white characters were slightly in the limelight.

The man squeezed out the cigarette butt and lit it again. He kept it in his mouth and did not smoke it. He still burned it out, just like the kind of person who is thinking, not to experience the taste of cigarettes, but to do something habitually. thing.

Smelling the overly pungent tobacco smell, she coughed slightly without hesitation.

"What's your name, sir? My name is Mai Mai. I'm a professional chess player. My military appearance is no less than that of a regional champion. How come I haven't seen you?" She asked carelessly when she was packing up the chess pieces and counting the numbers. Sentence, blindly as if seeking some answer.

Half of the ash fell from the man's mouth, and he flicked the burning dust on the back of his hand. He paused the hand placed in the chess piece, squeezed the cigarette and flicked the ash away from the corner of his mouth, squinted his eyes and took a breath before saying, " Zayilo, my name, but little girl, I can't see that you are the national champion, your eyes can't be ruled by law."

She pursed her lips, and suddenly thought of the black color, the color of nothing, it was a color that made her panic, it would make her afraid.She trembled, and made it clear that she began to tremble when Zayiro finished speaking, shaking her limbs inexplicably, as if she was doing some kind of severe torture.

She could feel the beating frequency of her heart, and she could also hear the sound of blood flowing in the blood vessels, which was very loud and deafening.She seemed to hear thunder in the rainy summer weather, rumbling.

Zailuo looked up at her, then lowered his head and sorted out the chess pieces in his hand. The bonfire flickered on and off, illuminating half of her face, an ugly face, a few freckles, and something like The hair of the wheat ears is yellow, like the yellow sand outside, flying all over the sky.

She suppressed her body, and her fingers penetrated into the palm of her hand very hard. It was very painful, but it was also very effective. She stopped and trembled, fiddled with the chess in her hand, and instinctively placed it on her right hand.

She raised her head and smiled at Zayiro, "It's time to start, Zayiro."

The sky turned white, the night passed, and the day came.

She stretched her arms, stood up after packing up, her legs trembled uncontrollably, her nerves were numb due to kneeling for a long time, she rubbed her calves, took two steps stiffly, and turned back when she walked out of the cave. He turned his head and shouted into the inside, "Where is Zailo going? I'm going to the south, drop by?"

Zairo put on the original cloak, pulled the hood to cover his face, lit a cigarette and said, "No, I'm going to NGL, I don't need anything, I won't lose to you next time we meet , little girl."

She shrugged, her smile became shy, she answered modestly and politely, and bowed, she said, "I won't lose to you next time, Zairo, I wish you good luck."

Zailuo walked to the entrance of the cave and was stunned when he heard her say that, the corners of his mouth raised with only a small part of his face showing, his voice was arrogant and surly, "Don't talk big, you don't know how you will lose at that time, if you have difficulties, come to NGL Well, I can still help with a little favor."

She nodded, smiling broadly.The corners of the closed eyes are curved like crescent moons, and the expression is soft and warm.

left, backward.Parted ways.

The sun above the head was scorching the yellow sand on the ground, and the sand was swirling all over the sky, carrying a scorched smell, which was cruel that I don't know how to describe.

She blocked the light on her head and looked up.

Still... I really want to play chess...

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