The ten-year trace of the soul of chess

The flight time from Tottori to Tokyo is about one hour and 25 minutes.

At this time, it was 55:[-] in the evening.

Hikari was sitting on flight NH298, operated by ANA, bound for Tokyo Haneda Airport.

15 minutes after the plane took off, the fuselage continued to climb and gradually stabilized.

Just over an hour ago.

In the corridor on the second floor of Wanghulou Hotel.

When listening to cold words such as "falling", "broken bone", and "unconsciousness", and the subject pronounced "grandpa" uttered from the recorder's mouth one by one, Guang only felt that each word seemed like One after another heavy bombs/bombs made him dizzy and almost unable to stand still.

Forcibly closed his eyes.

He opened it half a second later, and the blizzard in his eyes had been completely suppressed by the light.

After checking the latest flight time and briefly explaining to the staff, I only took the necessary items and rushed directly to the airport.

Sunset at dusk, night cage with stars falling.

In the cabin accompanied by the slight roar of the engine, the cabin lights above the seats were basically turned off, leaving only a few orange reading lights glowing weakly.

It was like a side effect of the rapid secretion of adrenaline. After the galloping and running just now, the belated sense of exhaustion was like a heavy iron, locking the light firmly in the seat, unable to move up and down the whole body.

Looking out of the window with empty eyes, it is clear that there is a strong and intoxicating magnificent scene like a three-color gradient cocktail of blue, yellow and orange, but the light only feels extremely cold.

Even through the double-layer cabin glass, you can still feel the coldness from outside the window, just like the twelfth lunar month in winter, the whole person was stripped of his clothes and thrown into the bone-piercing icy lake.

Grandpa, grandpa.Calling over and over again in my heart.

When the bad news came, Guang's first reaction was——

how could be?

His grandfather is so strong, how could he fall?

How could it be... unconscious?

If it weren't for today's changes, Guang might have been living in his own illusion.

He always thought that all his close relatives were born and never died.

I plan to visit my grandpa.

I'm busy today, and it's the same when I go to see it tomorrow.

Tomorrow there will be an emergency. Anyway, Grandpa doesn't know that he is coming, so it seems that there is nothing wrong with going to see him the day after tomorrow.

When it's the day after tomorrow, it seems that the whim of wanting to visit grandpa has passed, then... just go later...

But I never thought that maybe one day, I would suddenly be deprived of the right to be called "grandfather", or even "father" and "mother". …

He almost forgot that fate had given him two of the most severe warnings.

One time was in that sunny afternoon, when he was still living too much of himself and didn't learn to listen, so fate made a move for the first time and directly took Zuo Wei away from his side forever, without even having time to say goodbye speak...

The second time was on a sunny morning, he still lived carelessly and selfishly, repeatedly ignoring the overwhelmed physical condition of his lover, his fate was unbearable, and finally shot again, only this time, he finally used his own hands and the calmness he supported He personally kept his chess player...

People always seem to be like this.

You have to wait until fate gives a note of Mawei before you start to regret it constantly.

Regret that I should ignore the advice of relatives and friends around me.

Regret should not turn a deaf ear to important people.

Regret that the daily time should not be wasted by myself like this.

Then, in the endless remorse, the scar was healed and the pain was forgotten...

The phone was held tightly in Guang's hands.

It seemed that the phone had turned into a talisman at this moment, as long as he held it tightly, nothing would happen, and it seemed that as long as he held it tightly, he would not receive any bad news that he could not bear.

But what's the use?

From receiving the news, to rushing to the airport, and then returning to Tokyo.

Before and after, it takes at least three and a half hours to go through, and every second of these three and a half hours may have any change.

But all he could do was pray.

After an hour and 25 minutes of flight, the Boeing 738 passenger plane finally opened its landing gear, landed slowly under the guidance of two rows of colorful runway lights at the airport, and then taxied, turned and stopped.

The call was made by my mother to the Qiyuan, and then transferred from the Qiyuan to Wanghu Tower.My mother seldom cares about Go. It is conceivable who she will ask for help in an emergency.

On the way to the airport, Guang had already talked to his mother on the phone and informed him of his flight number.

Liang said he would wait for him at the exit.

Liang also said, I am here.Light, I am here, do not be afraid.

But he was still very flustered.

The cabin door opened slowly, and walked out of the corridor bridge quickly.

Seeing the mobile phone signal grow from scratch, only a few seconds later, two text messages came one after another.

——18:57p.m. Mother: Don't worry, Grandpa is already awake.

——19:25p.m. kirakira: I'll be waiting for you at the exit.Grandpa is conscious.Take it easy and be safe.

While walking quickly, Guang suddenly stopped in his tracks.

He went through the two text messages over and over again, word by word, sentence by sentence, and after confirming that he understood correctly, his whole body seemed to loosen suddenly and his feet almost went limp.

He held the phone with his hands almost trembling and dialed Liang.

As soon as the phone was connected, before he could say a word, he heard Liang tell him in a very firm tone on the other end of the phone: "Guang, grandpa is conscious now, and his life is not in danger, so don't panic, come out slowly." , I'll be waiting for you at the exit."

Liang, he was waiting for him at the exit...

Breathing unevenly, he raised his head and looked forward. Guang originally wanted to follow Liang's instructions and slowly leave the gate, but his feet were uncontrollable. While hanging up the phone, he drove his whole body to the terminal. I ran up the building, ran past a passenger who was dragging a small piece of luggage or looked relaxed, ran down the escalator, passed through the crowded luggage waiting area, and could already see the "arrival exit" sign, Then……

Guang slowly slowed down his pace, adjusted his breathing, and walked towards the exit step by step.

Arrive at the exit.

As soon as the light comes out, you can see it.

The tall and straight figure standing out from the crowd standing in the crowd.

His knight, wearing a white shirt and royal blue trousers, was standing at the nearest position to the exit. When he found him, he had already locked him firmly in his eyes, with his favorite smile on his lips .

The pace under his feet quickened again unconsciously.

"Liang..." Quickly passed one passing passenger after another, and stopped in front of Liang, Guang only called out in a low voice, feeling that the composure he had put on all the way was broken at this moment.

"Hush—" Knowing what Guang wanted to say, before Guang opened his mouth, he stopped Guang's wild thoughts. He gently smoothed Ricoh's somewhat messy hair, and then put his hands around Guang's shoulders and couldn't stop rubbing them gently. "I know, I know, but Grandpa is now awake and recognizes us. Although there are still some uncertainties, it's really not as serious as you think, so just relax and don't stretch yourself so tightly .”

Nodding mechanically and ignorantly, Guang's almost stiff shoulders finally stretched a bit.

Later, how I left the arrival hall and how I got into the car, everything seemed like a dream.

He just relied on instinct to trust Liang and follow him.

When his confused thoughts gradually gathered, he was already driving with Liang on the road leading to the Central Hospital.

Liang usually drives steadily.

This time, it seemed as if he could see through the light's state of mind, and he stepped on the gas pedal unconsciously.

The street scenes on both sides of the road passed quickly by the car windows, and the flickering light and shadow made the already pale face even more gloomy.

While driving, he kept observing Guang's mental state from the corner of his eye. Seeing that Guang was slowly recovering, Liang explained his grandfather's condition concisely to Guang: "Grandpa's femur fracture was caused by a fall this time. Fracture and mild concussion. However, considering my grandfather's advanced age, I will conduct a general examination on my grandfather in the next two days, and wait for the results of the indicators to come out before choosing a date for surgery."

"Surgery?" Turning his face almost in astonishment, Guang suddenly sat up straight, looking at his lover in disbelief, "No, no, who decided this? Can't we not have surgery? Grandpa He is almost 80 years old, and his body can't handle the surgery!"

Seeing that Guang became agitated again, because he couldn't be distracted by driving, Liang could only comfort him with words: "Guang, don't get excited. Although conservative bed rest and traction treatment are not an operation, it is also a good idea to consider. It took a long time to stay in bed for treatment and there were many complications. After discussing with my father and mother, I still decided that if possible, the first choice would be surgery for my grandfather.” After a pause, he took a worried look, and Liang added, “Of course. , Whether the operation can be performed or not can be finalized until the inspection report comes out."

Light:"……"

After Liang finished speaking, Guang seemed to be mute, and only stared fixedly at Liang for a few seconds, then quietly leaned back in the chair, as if nothing happened, and looked forward calmly.

In the car seat where the lights were not turned on, a dead silence suddenly fell.

After a long while, Liangcai heard Guang's voice whispering in his sleep: "We told Grandpa before that if we can go out alone, we should try not to go out alone. Even if we go out alone, we must remember to bring a walking stick. We clearly I've talked to him so many times, why is he so stubborn, why he just doesn't listen to us..."

Light's voice is not loud, but every word is embedded with fear.

The driving was finally blocked by a red light ahead and stopped in a row of traffic.

Finally able to take a good look at Guang, Liang turned his face sideways, crossed the center console with his left hand, and tightly grasped Guang's cold and trembling right hand with interlocking fingers[1].

But the right hand held by him was always curled up loosely, Liang did not get a response from Guang for a long time.

Whether it's the back grip of the right hand or the contact of the eyes.

Another Honinbo title.

Looking straight ahead, Guang thought to himself mockingly in his heart.

I don't know when it started, the "Title of Honinbo" seems to be a cursed thing to me.Whenever he is only one step away from the Honinbo title, there will always be sudden changes.

When sitting on the plane, Hikaru even thought to himself, is it because God just told him euphemistically that he is not worthy of winning the title of Honinbo, so he put so many twists and turns and tribulations on him, so that he can let himself know the difficulty And retreat?For a moment, Hikari even had the thought of "I don't want the title of Honinbo anymore", "I will never compete for the title of Honinbo again".But he changed his mind and thought again, if he is not worthy, then who is worthy?Mr. Kuwahara?Or... Mr. Ogata?

"Light, light..."

A voice came from afar, interrupting Guang's messy thoughts.

Turning one side of his face, he saw that Liang was looking at him worriedly, with his brows furrowed like the one he hated most.

Did I make this guy worry again?

Guang subconsciously wanted to heal the sorrow between Liang's brows, only then did he notice his right hand being held tightly.

As if suddenly recovering from the frozen consciousness, the light can feel that a steady stream of warmth is pouring into his body through the skins that touch each other, giving him infinite strength and support.

"Stupid ~ egg ~"

Without any more words, after finishing this sentence, he withdrew his gaze from Liang and looked forward again.

It's just... the right hand that was clasped by Liang's fingers, after a slight movement of the fingertips, he finally grabbed Liang's.

Firmly, tightly.

With an imperceptible smile on the lips.

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Note [1]: The reason why Liang's left hand is holding Guang's right hand is because the driver's seat in Japan is uniformly on the right.

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