A week later, Anseong Seosan Cemetery.

The light rain is dripping, the rows of ancient pines and cypresses are staggered, the stone road is moist and clear, and some potholes are also stored with a pool of rainwater, and the raindrops fall, causing slight ripples.

Today is the death day of a generation of chess saint Lin Wuwu, and the entire Lin family chess hall and people who have friends with Lin Lao in the chess world have come to pay respects.

Standing at the front is a pair of Lin Wuya's children, Lin Fengmian and Lin Hongzhao, next to Lin Fengmian is his only son and Lin Bai, the only grandson of Lin Lao.

Lin Fengmian squatted on his knees in front of the tomb, whispering, Lin Bai was not impressed by his grandfather, in his memory, grandpa seemed to only care about Go, and only cared about one person.

He looked behind him frequently, not knowing if the man would come today.

Noticing his movements, Lin Hongzhao glared at him with serious eyes.

I don't look at what kind of occasion this is, what it looks like.

Receiving the warning in his eyes, Lin Bai had no choice but to stand obediently, and after his father got up, he bowed with everyone.

The man did not come until the prayer was over.

Their car drove up to the cemetery, and a taxi drove in.

Su Nian found a place with her memory, she didn't have an umbrella, she was wearing a long black skirt with black and white chess pieces embroidered on the hem of the skirt, black canvas shoes on her feet, and a bouquet of white chrysanthemums in her hand.

Standing in front of the tombstone, looking at the blurry photos washed by the rain, the old man's angry and scolding voice seemed to be in his ears.

"Are you stupid, you can't break the game so easily."

"Why did I find you, an apprentice with a bad brain, I can't win the third son today, don't eat at night."

"Su Nian, if you dare to take a step out of this room, you will never come back in the future."

"You bunny, get back to me."

"I'm coming back to see you, old man." Su Nian muttered.

The gray-haired old man in the photo smiled kindly, if he was still alive, and when he saw the little apprentice who often made him angry come back, he would probably throw a feather duster directly.

"Old man, I have done what I promised you, now Su Nian is just Su Nian, I will finish high school peacefully, go to college, and have a job in the future," she laughed when she said this, but there was no smile on her face, "Old man, I know I disappointed you, but I just want to live as I want." ”

At that time, everyone in the chess world only knew that Old Man Lin had a genius little apprentice, who fought in the chess world and never lost a record, and she should inherit the title and mantle of Old Man Lin in the future. The old man often said this, and everyone thought so, and no one ever asked her if she wanted to.

Go began as a hobby for her, but after a long period of training and countless competitions, she no longer knew what the meaning of Go was.

Between the two sons, black and white, fighting and killing is a pastime for her now.

It's also strange to say, in order to stop playing chess and leave the division, in ordinary life, playing chess is the only pastime she knows, if the old man knows, he can wake up with a smile when he sleeps, and sigh that his education is good.

The sky gradually cleared, and after one last glance at the old man in the black and white photo, Su Nian turned around and left, his steps were heavier than when he came, and he always felt that there was a turbidity in his chest.

I didn't come to see this old man if I knew it, her life has been ordinary, quiet and quiet in the past few years, so unhappy, and after walking like this today, the anger in my heart began to be unsmooth again.