The ten-year trace of the soul of chess

As a century-old university, T University attracts many visitors every year, especially during various open events.

Early in the morning of the cultural festival, there was a continuous influx of students or off-campus visitors into the campus, and then formed a small crowd on the main road leading to the playground.

Among the crowd coming and going, there was a figure who had been standing beside the sign board with "T University Cultural Festival" written outside the gate of T University since one o'clock in the afternoon. Compared with the bustle inside, it seemed a bit deserted. A little lonely.

More than an hour has passed since the appointed time.

No audio.

In fact, I should have gotten used to it by now.

In the past, when I dated Liang, three or four times out of ten, I was late because Liang temporarily had work, but no matter how late, if Liang promised himself, he would definitely do it.

Just a little later.Light tried to convince himself.

Knowing that Liang will be fine, his heart is still hanging on the thread, anxious and uneasy—for fear of disturbing Liang's work, Guang has never sent a message to Liang in the past hour or so , make a phone call.

He just stood facing the main road, staring intently at the passers-by who passed by him.

He held the phone in his palm for a long time, and at this moment, it was already a little hot.

In Guang's past memory, there are many things that can make him feel happy.

I had the long-lost ramen.Successfully passed the cultural class.Get pocket money from grandpa.Win the chess game.Stay at home with Liang.

Any of the above things, as long as one of them happens, this day is beautiful and joyful for the light.

But when it was bright, the light suddenly discovered that the measure of "happiness" had shifted unknowingly.

"Being able to see Ryo every day" surpassed "being able to eat ramen noodles" and even "winning the chess game" and became the TOP1 that made him happiest.

It turns out that all my happiness is related to you.

It may be that he has developed supernatural powers for a long time. As soon as the phone rang, Guang answered the phone.

"Bright!" It was so fast that I didn't even have time to see the name of the caller.

"Sorry, I've been in a meeting before, so it's inconvenient to send messages." On the phone, Liang's voice seemed to be panting, as if he was running, "I'll be here now, and I'll arrive in about 10 minutes."

"Well, be careful on the road." In another 10 minutes, you can see Liang!

"Are you... still waiting at the school gate?"

"Ah." Guang replied softly, and when he was about to say something again, the noise in the phone suddenly increased, and the call was cut off after a while.

Liang should have boarded the subway.

"Did something good happen?"

As soon as he heard the voice and turned around, he saw Alex smiling and looking at him.

Guang's expression immediately turned cold: "It's nothing."

"But judging by your expression, it doesn't look like 'nothing'." Alex continued with a smile.

But Guang didn't seem to hear it, and his eyes were once again fixed on the direction that Liang came over for a while.

When he finally saw that familiar figure in his field of vision, his heart was full of joy like hydrogen balloons lifting him to the clouds, and Guang couldn't care about the eyes of others, he took a step forward with his right foot, and waved towards the light. Hands--this kind of action may seem silly to others, but he just wants to wave his hands, just wants Liang to know, because of you, I am so happy.

And a few hundred meters away, Liang also accelerated to run as if he felt the expectation of the light.

Also wearing a light gray suit.

The same all-out sprint.

And, with the same anxious look on his face.

It was exactly the same as the night of the Obon Festival.

——So, did Liang at that time already take himself seriously?

As soon as the idea came out, I was taken aback by the overly girlish thoughts, but couldn't stop laughing silly.

After the two met, Guang pulled Liang and walked into the school impatiently. When he turned around, a voice suddenly sounded unhurriedly behind him: "Is Ta Yaliang the person you are waiting for?"

Guang pulled Liang without looking back, but Liang's footsteps paused slightly.

He turned his face slightly, and then saw clearly that the speaker was the European youth who had been standing behind him since just now.Liang had already noticed his presence when he saw the light.

"This is?" Liang simply turned around and faced Alex.

Guang originally ignored Alex's question on purpose, but seeing that he couldn't get around it, he sighed in his heart and introduced to Liang: "This is Alex, a member of the T University Go Club." Then, he turned to Alex, "This is..."

"Taya Ryo's throne, I know, long-awaited." Alex interrupted Hikari, and stretched out his hand to Ryo while speaking.

Bright glanced at the right hand that Alex handed over, shook hands with him slowly, smiled distantly but politely: "I just mentioned you to me."

"My honor." Alex nodded gracefully, and then, as if remembering something, he took out two vouchers from his pocket and handed them to Guang.

"I sent you a message yesterday, but you didn't reply. It's a good time to meet you today." Alex said, "These two are the internal vouchers for the cultural festival, which can be used by all venues and can be used to deduct cash."

Guang looked at Alex vigilantly, and kept Liang behind him quietly, then glanced at the voucher in his hand, but didn't answer it.

Alex didn't feel embarrassed at all, he took a meaningful look, smiled, and put the voucher in his pocket.

"Then I wish you all good luck!" Alex made a "see you" gesture to the two of them, walked a few steps, and then backed away, "By the way, the Go club also has a stall today!"

When passing by Liang, Guang vaguely heard what he said to Liang again, but before he could hear clearly, Alex had already walked away.

Withdrawing his gaze from Alex, when Guang looked at Liang again, his gaze met him unexpectedly.

"Let's go?" Light asked.

Liang didn't speak, just looked at him.

Obviously he didn't do anything wrong, under such a deep gaze, Guang still felt a little guilty for no reason, so before Liang opened his mouth, he didn't ask himself.

"Well, he and I really just met by chance!" Guang looked at Liang's face and said, "Also, the reason why he has my number, no, the reason why I gave him the number is because I think, in the future In case of need, you can always consult him about the British Go Association..."

At the beginning, Guang spoke confidently, but his voice became softer and softer as he got further behind. At the end, he almost didn't dare to meet Liang's eyes, and only peeked at Liang with his eyes from time to time.

But he had already confessed on his own initiative, and Liang's expression showed no sign of softening.

Light's heart became more and more disturbed.

He looked around and gently tugged on Liang Liang's sleeves: "Let's go in, it's getting late."

Liang's expression moved slightly, and he finally nodded.

After entering the school, Guang was like a curious baby, watching and laughing all the way, turning his head from time to time, urging Liang to follow up quickly.

Probably to match the cultural festival, Hikari specially wore a casual baseball shirt, paired with sports pants and sneakers with white stripes.

Compared with himself in a suit, the smiling light seems to be shining.

Liang followed Guang, silently watching him laughing, watching him making trouble, and suddenly remembered that someone had mentioned that Guang was very popular among chess players.

That's natural.Liangxin said.Guang has a wide range of interests and hobbies, and seems to have endless conversations with everyone.

No one would not want to be near the sun.

A sense of unease was like an invisible fog, wrapping around Liang little by little, and then reached its peak when he saw a few girls flirting with him.

"Light." He couldn't help speeding up his pace and walked to Guang's side.

Light turned his head and looked at Liang for no reason.

But Liang hesitated, and happened to see a small bunch of hair sticking up stubbornly on the back of Guang's head, so he stretched out his hand to flatten the hair for Guang.

"Your hair is sticking up." Liang smiled faintly and explained.

The doubt in his eyes did not dissipate.

"What did you... actually want to say just now?" He asked Liang softly.

Liang felt a slight "click" in his heart, knowing that he couldn't avoid it, and finally said: "Guang, look at me, don't look at others."

Some abrupt words, Guangben wanted to laugh.

But Liang's expression was so serious that his heart couldn't help but tighten a little, he couldn't laugh, but felt sore and uncomfortable.

"What, what's the matter?" He looked at Liang, his voice flustered.

Liang didn't know how to speak for a while, and after a while, he talked about last night when Guang was taking a shower, he accidentally saw Alex call Guang three times.

"Huh???" Guang asked question marks all over his head, "Is he interested in you?"

"Huh?" This time, it was Liang's turn to be taken aback.

Guang thought he could see through Liang's confusion, and counted the evidence in his hands righteously: "When he was at the school gate just now, he kept staring at you, I have already discovered it! And when we talked about the title match earlier, When you were here, he was always beating around the bush and incessantly inquiring about your news, but of course I blocked them all..."

Looking at Guang's face full of righteous indignation, Liang couldn't laugh or cry, he didn't know whether to be grateful for Guang's innocence, or Guang's dullness.

But the uneasy mood suddenly fell to the ground.

"Well, that's it." Liang smiled.

Light is full of question marks.

"So, Guang, don't look at other people, just look at me alone." Liang said again.

"Ah." Hikaru laughed, "I'm face-blind, and I only know Taya Ryo."

When I passed by a stall selling all kinds of cotton candy, unexpectedly, it was very popular.

Guang suddenly had an idea, but Liang didn't hold back, and Guang plunged into the long queue.

Ten minutes later, when Guang returned to Liang's side, there was a snow-white cotton candy in his hand, which was the most traditional kind.

He held the marshmallow to Liang's mouth, Liang gave it an awkward look, and took a small bite with great reluctance.

The marshmallow melts in the mouth, and all the white sugar rushes to the taste buds at the same time, the sweetness is a bit too greasy.

"How is it? Is it delicious?"

It was nothing more than an ordinary marshmallow made of white sugar, but Liang looked at Guang with expectant eyes, and couldn't bear to let his expectation fail.

So he nodded and said, "It's delicious."

Guang then brought the marshmallow closer to Liang, and he only used his fingers to wipe away the little bit of sugar stain on his lips, and put it in his mouth to suck it.

This act of stealing food is so provocative, the person involved is not aware of it, but sees the heat on his face and body at the same time.

Finding that Liang was looking directly at him, Guang blinked at Liang in confusion, Liang felt his face was burning, took another bite of the marshmallow, and walked forward dodgingly.

It was at that time when I saw the booth of the Weiqi Club.