The Way of the Blind Girl Chess Saint

"Well, thank you..." Quan Shihui stared blankly at the sky outside the airship, the afterglow of the sunset shining on her cheeks, giving them a lovely blush.

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"Please wait a moment... Ji Yingting"

Shortly after Ji Yingting left the venue, Quan Shihui suddenly rushed over and called her name.

"Hmm? Is there something you need?" Ji Yingting turned around, gently tossing her long, light green hair.

"Please..."

"...?"

"Please!! I'm willing to pay any price!!"

"So what exactly do you want from me? Tell me quickly," Ji Yingting asked in confusion, a bluish-green ahoge standing up from the top of her bluish-green head and turning strangely a few times.

Is she trying to pay for it with her body?

Honestly, even a cute little sister won't win over a gentle older sister by being so persistent.

Thinking of this, Ji Yingting tugged at the hem of her water lily-colored Taoist robe, found a nearby sofa, sat down, and gulped down a few mouthfuls of mineral water from the table.

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Her slender hands tugged at her black kimono, her teeth gently biting her lip, her expression slightly hesitant.

Just as a few tears were about to spill from her pupils, she mustered her courage and spoke out loudly.

"I'd like to ask you to play chess with someone. If it's you, I'm sure you can!!"

"Playing chess?"

Recalling the scene from a few tens of minutes ago, Ji Yingting shook her long, light green hair and couldn't help but put her small hand down from her lower abdomen.

Of course... even if she really enjoys playing chess, after that exhausting game, she has no desire to play anymore.

She gently pouted her lips, and the airship had already announced its arrival.

The airship, billowing white smoke and steam, landed smoothly next to a huge building, because it was Quan Shihui's private airship.

"Okay...come down."

After the airship stopped, Quan Shihui gently pulled Ji Yingting's small hand and walked onto the land.

"Hmm? You know..." With her little hand being pulled, Ji Yingting tilted her long, bluish-green hair slightly and blinked her pale purple pupils with some curiosity.

“Hmm…I know you’re blind,” Quan Shihui said calmly, her red and black eyes lifting slightly as she looked through Ji Yingting’s pupils at the huge building behind her.

"Speaking of which, who exactly am I supposed to play chess with?" Ji Yingting gently brushed her thick, bluish-green hair with her left hand. Knowing that she was blind, why would she still make her play chess with someone? This little black-haired girl is really a strange person.

His black bangs gradually fell down, obscuring his eyebrows. Quan Shihui said softly, "I'm playing chess with my mother. Don't worry... I'll treat you to coconut beef."

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P.S.: I'm really sorry this chapter is only 1,000 words. I stopped updating a few days ago because school started yesterday and I was too busy to find the time. I'll be able to resume 2,000-word updates starting tomorrow.

Also, the cover is changed for a short period of time, and then changed back after a week or two.

Chapter 211: She Has No Heart for Chess

"Okay...come down."

After the airship stopped, Quan Shihui gently pulled Ji Yingting's small hand and walked onto the land.

"Hmm? You know..." With her little hand being pulled, Ji Yingting tilted her long, bluish-green hair slightly and blinked her pale purple pupils with some curiosity.

“Hmm…I know you’re blind,” Quan Shihui said calmly, her red and black eyes lifting slightly as she looked through Ji Yingting’s pupils at the huge building behind her.

"Speaking of which, who exactly am I supposed to play chess with?" Ji Yingting gently brushed her thick, bluish-green hair with her left hand. It was strange that she would be asked to play chess with someone knowing that she was blind.

"Mom, I'm home."

With a creak, Quan Shihui pushed open a silver iron door to the basement.

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With his dark red pupils completely still, Quan Shihui led Ji Yingting to an empty room in his home surrounded by silver walls.

Inside the silver-plated room, only a woman with long black hair was kneeling on the ground... In front of her was a chessboard that was rusty beyond recognition, and her long black hair, which had not been combed in a long time, easily fell down and covered her face.

Hmm? After entering the silver-white room, Ji Yingting slightly raised her green, crescent-shaped eyebrows.

"Her mother? It's not a good idea to meet the parents after only knowing them for a short time, is it?" A small, bluish-green tuft of hair stood up from the top of her head; she had inadvertently let her mind wander again.

"Oh, really, didn't they take good care of you? Your hair is all messed up, and you didn't even eat properly," Quan Shihui said calmly. She walked gently behind the black-haired woman and knelt down.

Perhaps for convenience... there was a pink comb behind the woman.

Picking up a pink comb, Quan Shihui gently combed the woman's long, disheveled black hair, and continued expressionlessly, "Mom, I went to take the professional Go exam earlier, with my aunt's two daughters."

Huh? ...Some word must have triggered her. The woman with her black hair all over her body trembled slightly. Quan Shihui gradually combed her long black hair back to make it neater.

Her black bangs were gently combed to one side, revealing the woman's beautiful yet haggard appearance, but her black eyes were devoid of any expression... like a dead person.

"Alright...and then," Quan Shihui muttered to herself. She glanced back at Ji Yingting before suddenly sitting down opposite her mother's chessboard, opening her cherry-like lips and softly saying, "Let's play chess, Mom."

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Hey?

The next instant, the black-haired woman with her face down suddenly widened her black pupils.

"No, the person I want to play chess with isn't you...not you, not you, not you!!!"

Finally, she made a sound. The black-haired woman went from whispering to wildly tossing her long black hair.

"It wasn't you, it wasn't you, it wasn't you!!!"

"Okay, okay, it wasn't me, Mom, please be quiet for a moment. There are strangers here." The little hand gently touched the top of the black-haired woman's head, and she quieted down in no time, squinting her eyes to enjoy Quan Shihui's caress.

"Phew, it still doesn't work after all?" Kwon Shik-hui stood up from his seat, pulling on his black kimono, and sighed as if he had expected this outcome.

Her dark red pupils blinked a few times, and a slender, fair hand inadvertently grasped Ji Yingting's right hand, holding it tightly.

"Sakuraba...please, please play a game of chess with my mother! If it were you...perhaps she would agree," Quan Shihui said softly, her long black hair hanging down, her teeth gently biting her lip.

I'm not reconciled... I'm not reconciled, I'm not reconciled.

Mom, I've already qualified to take the professional exam... Even so, is it still not enough... Can't I play chess with you? Can't I save you?

A tear slid gently down Quan Shihui's cheek. Her dark red pupils contracted slightly, suppressing the tear, and her small mouth unconsciously pursed.

Mom, my goal in learning Go is to help you recover. You've been like this for over ten years... When will you finally wake up? Who do you want to play Go with? Can you tell me?

Even you, Mom... don't acknowledge the dark side of the game? Because of what happened back then... look what your life has become.

"Please... Sakuraba, please help my mother recover... If it were you, perhaps you could play Go with her."

With tears welling in his eyes, Quan Shihui spoke softly, his dark red pupils brimming with tears.

Ok?

Her small hand was tightly gripped, and Ji Yingting's expression froze slightly. Although she couldn't see him, she could clearly feel Quan Shihui's sadness.

Her tone... changed for the first time, no longer as indifferent as before, no longer as empty.

For the first time... feelings arose.

She was begging, she was longing, she was lonely... she was helpless.

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Huh? With a slight twitch of his black eyebrows, Quan Shihui blinked his dark red pupils blankly.

Ji Yingting gently lifted her petite body, her light green hair falling onto her cute cheeks. It was so soft that she didn't feel any prickliness.

"Um"

As soon as Ji Yingting uttered that single word, Quan Shihui's face broke into a flood of tears.

If it were Sakuraba... if it were the move she made against me back then... that could awaken Mother.

Quan Shihui thought so, and Ji Yingting wasn't quite sure what was going on, but in any case, as long as she played chess with the woman on the other side of the chessboard, that would be fine, right?

With her two slender little hands gently tugging at her water lily-colored Taoist robe, Ji Yingting sat cross-legged opposite the rusty chessboard.

However… at that moment, Ji Yingting froze, her pale purple starry eyes narrowing slightly.

What's going on? Something's not right.

She couldn't see anything in complete darkness. Unlike usual, the starry sky chessboard used to display the chessboard was unresponsive. Was there really a chessboard in front of her?

No… should I say, is there really a living person sitting in front of her? Her pale purple starry eyes widened slightly, but the woman with long black hair sat there without any reaction.

It turns out, she... had no heart for chess.

After a few seconds of silence, Ji Yingting slowly closed her pale purple starry eyes, and gently pulled back her water lily-colored sleeves.

Playing against a player who has no heart for the game?

Let alone Quan Shihui, no chess player could do this, and I... am no exception.

Having no heart for chess is not the same as having a broken heart for chess. A broken heart can be healed.

A person without the heart of chess...

She had never learned Go from the beginning, or rather... did that woman really know how to play Go? Had she ever played Go before?

That's right... No Go player can play against someone who doesn't know how to play Go at all, that's what Ji Yingting meant.

Chapter 212: Vomiting

Playing against a player who has no heart for the game?

Let alone Quan Shihui, no chess player could do this, and I... am no exception.

Having no heart for chess is not the same as having a broken heart for chess. A broken heart can be healed.

A person without the heart of chess...