953: Who cares if they win or lose

readx;?ā€œ Sit. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 info" The old man pointed to the seat opposite and motioned for Xie Shuchen to sit down.

Xie Shuchen glanced at Ling Luo, Ling Luo nodded, and the two sat down opposite the old man together.

"Do you know how to play chess?" The old man said, and without waiting for Xie Shuchen to answer, he pushed Kuroko in front of Xie Shuchen, obviously concluding that Xie Shuchen would play chess.

Xie Shuchen glanced at the general chess game on the table, picked up a sunspot, and said, "It's time for you to land." ā€

The old man was also polite, and took a white child, next to a circle of black seeds.

Ling Luo looked at the location where Bai Zi fell, although she didn't understand it very well, but she also knew that the old man was cutting off his way in vain, and by the way, he gave Xie Shuchen the opportunity to swallow Bai Zi, and couldn't help frowning.

Is this a deliberate gesture of goodwill, old man? Doubts flashed through Ling Luo's mind, and he saw that the scholar unceremoniously dropped a black seed, and instantly swallowed the old man's five white seeds.

When picking up the white seeds, Xie Shuchen looked indifferent, without a trace of softness.

The old man's expression did not change, and he continued to fall, still creating opportunities for Xie Shuchen, and Xie Shuchen was still unrelenting.

After a while, the chessboard was almost occupied by black pieces, and there were not many places left for white pieces.

The old man is not discouraged, calmly holding on to his son and falling down.

Xie Shuchen followed, but this time, he did not fall as the old man expected, but in an inconsequential place, a sunspot fell, giving the old man a chance to devour the sunspot.

The old man's hand holding Bai Zi trembled a little, and the indifferent expression on his face showed a crack, and finally put Bai Zi back into the chess box.

"Lost, lost."

"The old man has been practicing for thirty years, how can he care about winning or losing?" Xie Shuchen said: "Moreover, it was you who gave up the opportunity to turn the tables. ā€

The old man shook his head, "That opportunity is yours." ā€

Xie Shuchen didn't answer, grinding the sunspot in his hand, his eyes fell on the chessboard that had already been seen intentionally or unintentionally, and his heart was in a mess.

"Your mother" The old man spoke, but he didn't have the courage to continue, the old man who had been alone in the empty courtyard for thirty years originally thought that he had already looked down on everything, but when he really faced it, he found that there were some things that he couldn't let go of for the rest of his life.

Xie Shuchen saw his emotions in his eyes, and thought of the guilt in his mother's eyes when she was dying, when she mentioned her father, and his heart was very heavy.

"My mom, she asked me to bring you a message." Xie Shuchen said slowly: "My mother said that she knew she was wrong. ā€

As soon as the words fell, the old man's body stiffened significantly, and then his eyes turned red, and two lines of cloudy old tears overflowed his eyes.

Seeing this, Ling Luo hurriedly pulled out a tissue and handed it over.

The old man stubbornly wiped away his tears and sighed softly, "What's the use of knowing that it's wrong, knowing it's wrong?" Put your whole life into it, and in the end even put your own life into it, knowing that you are wrong, what can you salvage? ā€

Speaking of his beloved daughter, the old man's tone gradually became excited.

Xie Shuchen and Ling Luo glanced at each other, their mood was a little complicated, especially Xie Shuchen, who had always remembered his mother's explanation before she died all these years, and had always wanted to see this old man.

But over the years, he has experienced too much from the inability to protect himself at the beginning to the current dominance, and no one knows better than him what he got in exchange for coming to this day.

With your life! This is what he bought with his life and the spirit of not being afraid of death.

Just like on the way here, the Maybach was running on a winding road, and many times, even he didn't know if the car would suddenly lose control and crash into the mountain, or fall into the cliff.

However, no matter how scared he was, he would not allow himself to show anything.

He understands too well: once he shows weakness, he will let the other party find a flaw!