The ten-year trace of the soul of chess

December 19, Heisei 12, at 14 am.

In the airport hall, when the chess player with golden bangs looked out the window, his face was uncharacteristically gloomy.

Why is it today?Light thought.

Even though he knew it was up to God, he still couldn't help asking such unreasonable questions in his heart.

The heavy snow outside the window has ravaged the entire Sapporo area since yesterday morning.

I finally rushed to New Chitose Airport in time, but was told by the staff that due to the weather, the original flight was temporarily canceled. As for when to fly again, I still need to wait for further notice.

I did not give up and asked other airlines, but the answers I got were all without exception.

——Because of the blizzard raid, New Chitose Airport was largely paralyzed.All flights to Tokyo have been cancelled.

hateful!

Time passed by minute by minute.

Anxiety, restlessness, guilt, and countless negative emotions swarmed up, and they all made up the word "regret".

Yes.

Why did I agree to the work arrangement of the Chess Academy? !

Ming Zhiliang is looking forward to this birthday so much...

This is the first birthday he will celebrate for Liang after he promised to propose marriage.

They all agreed.

Even though he knew that the weather was force majeure, he still stubbornly fought against himself.

He really didn't want to break his promise to Liang.

Even the weather will never allow it.

But right now, besides waiting, what else could he do?

Another hour passed.

During the period, I kept asking the airlines and looking for connecting flights, but there was still no progress.

Outside the window, the blizzard was still raging in the sky.

From 16:7 yesterday afternoon to 15:[-] am now, a full [-] hours.

Light never closed his eyes once.

The accompanying chess players had already taken the shuttle bus arranged by the airline, and went to the hotel near the airport to wait for the notice.

There were five people in the group, and Guang was the only one who was stubbornly waiting at the airport.

There were also people who persuaded Guang to come together, but Guang declined one by one.

He can't leave.

How can I give up so easily?

It was like a premonition that he had to wait at the airport at any time.Even if there is only a glimmer of hope.

He must rush back to that person's side before 24:[-] today.

he must.

The mobile phone that has been used for many years has become a little hot.

It was taken out.It is also caused by frequent inquiries and calls.

Last night, when he first heard that the flight was cancelled, Guang had a little bit of luck.

It's okay, it's only December 12th.

He still has enough time to wait, and he may be able to return in a curve.

But at ten o'clock in the evening, his mentality finally collapsed.

He finally realized the fact that he would be stranded at the airport tonight.

Memory is like a double-edged sword.

It can make people infinitely strong, but it can also make people suddenly weak.

Looking around the airport hall full of stranded passengers, a figure suddenly ran past before Guang's eyes.

He saw a windy figure running from his right to his left, and then fell straight into a long-awaited embrace.

That was Liang and himself a few years ago.

Right here at New Chitose Airport.

But now, heavy snow has blocked all the passages to that person.

At the moment when the memory flashed back, Guang finally realized the fragility of his heart.

Like a defeated warrior, he lowered his head and called Liang as if resigned to his fate.

"Hey, it's me."

After a long time without a drop of water, my throat was so dry that it seemed to be smoking.

"Well, Blizzard in Sapporo can't go back today for the time being."

He tried his best to make his voice sound more relaxed, but he was still able to see the clues.

"Guang, I'm fine." On the other end of the phone, his chess player said, "Take care of yourself and don't worry. It's so late, is there any accommodation at the airport? Have you had a good meal? You must have a good rest. I'm fine, really of."

"..."

The nasal cavity was sour in spite of himself.

Bright that big fool!Even if you scold me and vent your anger on me, it's better than you are greeting me like this now...

"Dang, of course I have eaten it! Do you still need to say?"

My heart suddenly hurts.

"I'm going to stay at the Airport Hotel soon, so I won't say much! Go to bed early, too!"

Hanging up the phone in a panic, Guang hangs his hands down.

He didn't even have the courage to say to Liang, "You wait at home obediently and wait for me to come back".

"Hope" is like a memory, it's too exhausting.

When you are uncertain, it is better not to give easily.

If you don't give "hope", you won't be "disappointed".

It's kind of cruel, though.

August 12th.14 o'clock noon.

In the airport hall, the number of stranded passengers is increasing.

Once again, I returned from the airline counter without success, and all I got was the apologetic answer from the staff, and the one-time meal coupons that the airline distributed to passengers for the third time—the first two times were all regarded as useless. The paper was thrown into the dustbin.

What should I do? Do you want to eat?

Let's eat a little.

It took 15 minutes to eat the first meal in nearly [-] hours, and the snow outside the window still showed no signs of stopping.

The long wait is still going on.

16 pm.

Yesterday, the mobile power bank that was originally fully charged had only 2 cells left.

The drowsiness also came as if the battery had run out.

I'm so tired, but I can't sleep.

Fortunately, there was only one schoolbag in my carry-on luggage, so I forced myself to walk back and forth in the airport.

He may have wandered around the counter of the airline company too many times, and the staff on duty already recognized him.

Every time their eyes meet him, there will always be an apologetic expression on the staff's face, wishing they could just sit down on the spot.

It's also funny.

Gently hooked the corner of the lips.

But the already tiny arc quickly disappeared completely.

He really couldn't laugh.

Facing the blizzard weather, if he was still a little angry and irritable before, then by this time, he has no temper at all.

He surrendered.He throws in the towel.

Taking advantage of the exit of a passenger, Guang finally sat peacefully on the seat opposite the check-in desk.

He already did not ask for the blizzard to stop immediately, and he did not ask for the flight to resume immediately.

He only asked God to show him some mercy for the sake of being so eager to return to his heart, so that he could return to Liang's side at least before midnight.

Just before midnight.

17:30pm.

Suddenly woke up from sleepiness.

Suddenly remembering that he still had one thing to do, a layer of cold sweat broke out on his back, and he quickly took out his cell phone and dialed a number.

I hope, there is still time.

18:15 p.m.

In a rental apartment in Tokyo.

The doorbell rang unexpectedly.

Almost jumped up and ran to the entrance and opened the door——

"Light!" The moment the door opened, the light in the eyes of the young chess player flickered on and off, "Xiao, Lin?"

The psychological gap was too huge, and even the disappointment that was inadvertently revealed on the face could not be restrained immediately.

"It's me." He raised his chin provocatively, "What? Is this how a dignified chess master treats a friend who specially came to give him a birthday cake?"

wrong.

It won't be Sachiko Kobayashi.

For no reason at all, Ryo almost instinctively denied the statement made by Nvryu Honinbo.

There will be no one else who will buy himself a cake at this special time, except "him".

Once this cognition was formed, the wind tunnel named "Lonely" in my heart seemed to expand a bit more.

Even so, seeing the cake that Sachiko Kobayashi handed to him with both hands, Ryo accepted it with a tacit smile.

"Happy birthday, Taya-kun!"

"Thank you."

But apart from the pale "thank you", Liang couldn't say anything else.

The person who was supposed to give him the cake with his own hands still didn't show up.

The person he was anxiously waiting for was still a thousand kilometers away.

Originally, she wanted to say something more, but seeing Taya smiling so forcefully in front of her, Kobayashi Sachiko silently shut her mouth.

It is no longer necessary.

Even if he didn't say some words, he must have realized it long ago.

Some emotions can only be digested by oneself alone.

After completing the task explained on the phone, Sachiko Kobayashi turned and left.

As if counting the exact time, as soon as he stepped out of the elevator, the phone call followed.

"How is it? Is Liang okay?"

"How did he react when he got the cake? Was he happy? Was he surprised?"

Still happy, surprised? !

Kobayashi Sachiko took a deep breath.

How can he be happy when you are not by his side on such an important day today? !

He breathed out a long breath silently, rolled his eyes helplessly, and the girl Honinbo, who has always "feared the world will not be chaotic", rarely replied against her will: "Of course! I personally delivered the cake to the door, Taya-kun must Happy! Well, let’s not talk, anyway, the task is completed, and the mess you left behind, come back and clean up by yourself!”

Too many words will be lost.

Before she could just say "thank you", Kobayashi Sachiko hung up the phone quickly.

call--

My restless heart seemed to finally calm down a bit.

Fortunately, caught up.

Liang has already received the cake he ordered.

Eating cake on a birthday is like a ritual in Guang's long-standing cognitive concept.

Knowing that Liang doesn't like sweets, Guang went to a well-known bakery two weeks in advance to order a cheesecake that is not too sweet.

I originally planned to pick it up some time in advance on Liang's birthday, but now the only way is to ask Kobayashi Sachiko to hand it over.

But it was like some kind of telepathy, just as he put down the phone, Guang hesitated again.

Shall I call Hikari and let him know the cake has arrived?

The mobile phone was tossed between fingers, just when Liang was about to dial, the call from Guang had already come in first.

"Guang, I have received the cake you sent, I like it very much."

"Bright……"

"What's wrong? The voice sounds so spiritless?"

"Who, who said I don't have the spirit! My spirit is very good!" As if there is no silver in this place, I deliberately turned up the volume, and after I finished speaking, I looked around with a guilty conscience, and the arrogance that I had finally disguised quickly collapsed, " That, bright..."

Can't speak.

However, it must be informed.

After opening and closing his mouth several times, Guang raised his head and finally said, "Sorry, the flights here haven't resumed yet..."

"I may not be able to come back today (to spend your birthday with you)..."

In the end, I still couldn't say those words.

Those few words were like untouchable poisonous thorns, as long as one word was spoken, it would pierce each other so that they could not breathe.

18:35 in the evening.Inside the rental apartment.

"Actually, as long as you come back safely."

The phone call didn't last long. After hanging up the phone, he sighed faintly into the air, but when he looked at the birthday cake that Sachiko Kobayashi had just sent on the table in front of him, a self-deprecating smile appeared on Liang's lips.

Habit is a terrible formula indeed.

Before I met the light, I clearly didn't care about "birthday", and even subconsciously, I took "birthday" out of the "important day" as a matter of course.

But ever since he met the light and allowed him to occupy his entire world bit by bit, everything seemed to have changed.

When I passed by a cake shop this afternoon, I walked in by a ghost.

When I walked out of the cake shop, I was already holding a carefully packaged 4-inch cheesecake in my hand.

And this cheesecake is quietly placed in the refrigerator in the kitchen at this time.

It's like punishing myself for "not paying much attention to birthdays".

I never thought that one day, I, who never looked forward to my birthday, would look forward to this day so much.

But the person I put on top of my heart and want to see most is not here, not by my side.

All of this means nothing at all.

"Light, light..."

Unconsciously, he murmured in his mouth.

It seems that this is not an ordinary call, but a devout prayer.

As long as you call it a few times, God can hear it.

19:18 p.m.Sapporo New Chitose Airport.

Perhaps, God heard their prayers.

Just when Guangxin no longer had any hope, the airline issued a notice that the flight from Sapporo to Tokyo, which had been canceled due to the weather, would resume in one hour.

21:05 p.m.Boeing 738 airliner.

Looking at the flight attendant who was finally confirming whether the luggage racks were all closed, Hikari fell into hesitation again.

Do you want to tell Liang?I will be back soon.

Guang hesitated, all he could hear was a heart pounding in his chest, clamoring and bewildered.

In the end, until the plane took off into the night sky, he still failed to tell Liang about the takeoff.

Forget it, Guangxin said, what if I say it but can't arrive in time, and let that idiot wait all night?

at the same time.

In Tokyo, there was also a patter of snow.

The fine snow is like an elf falling into the mortal world, soaking the flat and wide asphalt road, drifting past the windows of thousands of households, and then continuing to travel farther away.

"Light, it's starting to snow in Tokyo too."

23:40 midnight.

Because of this sudden snowfall, the main roads in Tokyo became extremely congested, and the taillights of the vehicles pulled out two dazzling red lights in the cold night, stretching hundreds of meters all the way.

People have always been educated so that even if the traffic on the road is abnormal, the main road is still quiet and orderly.

No one is impatiently honking their horns because of prolonged traffic jams.

But it is also this tranquility that makes this snowy winter night seem colder and longer.

Four or ten minutes ago, Guang took a taxi and drove all the way from the airport to the rental apartment.

At first, the road conditions were smooth, but the closer to the urban area, the more congested the traffic became.

When it was 2.1 kilometers away from the rental apartment, the taxis came to a halt, and they could no longer move forward smoothly.

hateful!It's too late!

After the taxi drove forward three meters, it stopped in a stream of traffic.

He clenched his hands unconsciously, not even noticing that his nails were digging into his palms.

After holding back for another half a minute in the back seat, when the taxi started to move again, Guang finally couldn't bear it anymore.

He asked the driver to stop on the side of the road, and after paying the fare, he got out of the car and ran wildly in the snow in the winter night.

23:43 midnight.

A figure ran past the door of the 24-hour convenience store, and the cold wind swept up several dead leaves on the road.

23:47 midnight.

As soon as a wild cat came out to look for food, it was frightened by the uninvited visitor and screamed, and quickly hid in the shadows.

23:55 midnight.

A series of hurried footsteps broke the silence at the door of the apartment.

As if with the help of a god, when he ran into the apartment building, the elevator seemed to sense it and opened in response.

Guang was stunned for a moment, then quickly walked into the elevator and pressed the "8" floor button.

Standing in the elevator, I watched the floor numbers on the right display constantly flashing.

2, 3, 4, 5...

It's like a moment of bliss to the soul.

Guang suddenly untied the long scarf around his neck with some excitement, unfolded it, and wrapped it around his neck again.

23:57 midnight.

Finally arrived at the door of Room 802.

Afraid of waking up the sleeping Liang, Guang took out the key he had prepared in advance, and just inserted the key into the lock, the door opened first.

A gust of cold wind penetrated into the house.

Seeing his lover returning home on a snowy night outside, Liang seemed to be taken aback for a moment.

It is a ribbon.

Guang actually used his yellow and black grid cashmere scarf to tie a big bow around his neck.

"Although it was a bit late, fortunately, I finally transported myself back!"

"How is it? Are you happy?"

"Ah! That's right, there's also..."

"Happy birthday, kirakira!"

In the air, there was a light "poof".

Open your hands and five fingers, as if you have exhausted all your strength, you hold the person you miss tightly in your arms.

"Yes. Received." Liang said.

"The birthday present has been signed."

"I will definitely... cherish it even more."

The author has something to say:

Back to you is the whole meaning of my journey through wind and snow.

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2018 is about to pass.

No matter whether this year is happy or not, sad or not, after December 2018, 12, it will all be turned over~~

Baby Liang finally got the long-awaited "birthday gift" on the tail of his birthday.

A certain bear is here, and I wish everyone that in the new year, all the wishes in their hearts will be answered.

Happy New Years Eve everyone!See you next year!

PS Regarding the cause and effect of Liang's full expectation for this birthday, I will guide you to the small theater at the end of Chapter 142!

And, is it snowing where you are?There was so much snow yesterday in Shanghai!