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A man stood in front of her, and the orange light in her field of vision dimmed and changed. A moth fluttered its large wings with a copper coin pattern around the desk lamp. Without Yang Tianyuan's chatter, the flapping sound seemed particularly clear.
On this quiet night, Bai Jiachen looked up, her gaze starting from the man's scattered earlobe, sliding down his graceful jawline, and finally resting on his protruding Adam's apple.
"Turns out he's so much taller than her," she suddenly thought absentmindedly, "It seems like I only reach his chin."
"Do you have a problem with me?" Lin Xu's hand loosened, his expression seemingly smiling yet not.
Bai Jiachen's heart skipped a beat.
"No, no."
She clasped her hands together and said, "Well... even though our society doesn't promote it, I will firmly defend your emotional freedom."
"..."
Lin Xu is completely speechless. She actually misunderstood his relationship with Yang Tianyuan.
"I... It's fine, he's just my bro in the video!"
"Okay, okay, you're a true bro.
Bai Jiachen nodded as if pounding garlic, and Lin Xu became even more agitated. He wanted to question her about what exactly made her feel that he had a problem in that aspect. Did she never see him as a man in her eyes?
But this statement would probably lead to a misunderstanding by Bai Jiachen. Lin Xu kept silent with a flushed face, and Bai Jiachen kindly asked, 'Do you want... some fruit candy?'"
"..."
"Then you eat watermelon." Bai Jiachen looked at him and pushed the plate over.
Watermelon is diuretic. Coupled with a bad mood and emotional distress, Lin Xu woke up twice at night and couldn't fall asleep until dawn. The next day, with two dark circles under his eyes, he met Song Yi at the door.
"Morning," Lin Xu said with his hands in his pockets, facing away from the motionless boy.
Lin Xu went around to the opposite side, sat on a stone stool, picked up a pair of chopsticks, and felt that even if he stuffed a dishcloth into Song Yi's mouth, she probably wouldn't be able to taste anything.
"Lin Xu ge, there's something I must ask of you," Song Yi said, looking up as Lin Xu ate half of his oil stick.
Lin Xu You don't have to guess what he wants to say: "Song Yi, aren't you hungry? Skipping breakfast can lead to gallstones."
The boy looked disappointed.
Lin Xu's fingers rested on the soy milk bowl, "You're almost late, tell me after school if it's important."
"After school is fine, but Lin Xu ge, you have to promise me first."
Song Yi stubbornly went against the norm, and Lin Xu felt the need to make things clear: "If it's about yesterday, you should still talk to your sister. After all, I'm just an outsider."
Song Yi bit her lip until it turned pale, then stood up, slung her backpack over her shoulder, and headed in the opposite direction of the school.
Lin Xu Facepalm, he really knows this route too damn well.
"Song Yi."
Upon hearing the call, the boy quickened his pace.
Lin Xu finally got up and ran over, grabbing Song Yi's school uniform collar. The boy stopped, trembling.
Lin Xu put his arm around his shoulder and said, "Young man, come with me for a walk."
A few minutes later, two men, one big and one small, stopped by the river. Lin Xu leaned against a crooked willow tree, with his long legs bent up, and said, "Do you want me to find your sister to help me install the internet in my room?"
"Mm," Song Yiyang asked, "Lin Xu, if there's internet in your room, I'll borrow a classmate's laptop to use it." Lin Xu sighed, feeling the need to have a talk with him.
"Song Yi Ah, when I was your age, I also felt like I could do anything, but everyone who advised me was a fool. Look at me now, I'm not good at studying, I don't have any skills, and I've ended up working for your family. I don't know when I'll be able to get married."
"I don't want to get married..." Song Yi quietly retorted.
"Exactly, we don't need wives in the future, just playing chess is enough."
Song Yi nodded in agreement, and Lin Xu added, "Playing chess is a long-term activity. If we don't have time today, we can play tomorrow. If we don't have time tomorrow, we can play the day after tomorrow. We'll play until we're old. How old are you? Is it interesting to be obsessed with it every day?"
Song Yi fell silent, opened her backpack, and pulled out a copperplate paper flyer.
Lin Xu took it and unfolded it: "The 5th Provincial Smart Sports Games..."
He suddenly realized, "So you want to participate in this?" No wonder you stay up until the early hours every day.
"Brother Lin Xu, I want to win the championship," Song Yi said firmly.
Lin Xu smiled. He had participated in this kind of Smart Sports Games a few times when he was young. Although it seemed high-level, it was actually amateur in nature, and the prize money couldn't even cover the travel expenses.
"Go if you want to." Lin Xu encouraged.
"I've already signed up, but I can't find anyone to play with."
To participate in the competition, one must ensure a good sense of chess. It is essential to play at least two games every day, so he goes online to find opponents.
Lin Xu doesn't quite understand, "Your father is a coach, doesn't he guide you?"
Song Yi scratched his head, finding it difficult to speak: "Since last year... my dad hasn't beaten me once. He's the best at playing Leshui Go in our family."
"..."
"I have also tried to let the child play, but in this way, the game cannot be improved at all, and it affects the judgment of victory or defeat."
Lin Xu was surprised, Song Yi, this is really a happy... trouble.
A corner of his heart suddenly loosened, and he looked at the boy with complex emotions. "I have a friend," he paused and said slowly, "He is a professional chess player. I can arrange for you to play a game. If you can win with four stones, I will help you."
Lin Xu I don't know why I had a brain cramp. He had clearly made up his mind not to touch Go for the rest of his life.
Perhaps it was because Song Yi aroused his curiosity, or perhaps it was because he was bored with life and wanted something to do, so he made such a foolish move.
Lin Xu slipped into the internet cafe with a bag on his back, finally finding a spot in the midst of a group of young gamers. He placed his water cup and blue light-blocking glasses next to the keyboard and turned on the computer.
The internet speed was lightning fast, offering a wide variety of online dramas and games, but there was no Go software. Lin Xu decided to download the client himself.
The fluorescent screen cast a cold light on the man's face, and with pale fingers, Lin Xu felt a long-lost tremor as he lightly pressed the keyboard.
Taking a deep breath, he entered his username and password, and years' worth of messages swarmed in, almost causing the processor to overload.
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