The Way of the Blind Girl Chess Saint

Finally... nobody's around.

A few tears slid down her dark pupils, and Ke Jiurui couldn't help but sob softly.

"You...you've become like this again. Is it because you lost?"

Suddenly, a clear, cold, yet somewhat unfamiliar voice came from beside Ke Jiurui's ear.

"........."

Ke Jiurui looked up...

Milky white long curly hair, cute baby face, wearing a thick, oversized down jacket... Professional 5th Dan Xia Tianran.

Around her neck was a snow-white scarf, a brand new one.

In Ke Jiurui's memory, she hadn't seen Xia Tianran for a long time, since several years ago.

"Congratulations on becoming a professional Go player... although it's a bit late."

The girl with long, curly, milk tea-colored hair sat down next to Ke Jiurui and said expressionlessly.

"There's nothing to celebrate about this... Thank you for the scarf."

Ke Jiurui wiped away her tears and stopped crying, letting down her long black hair, and said softly.

"Do you remember? About the scarf... I'd almost forgotten," Xia Tianran said, feigning nonchalance.

"…………" Ke Jiurui rolled her eyes. This woman really can say anything.

"Aren't you happy to be a professional Go player?"

"Of course I want to be happy... but I just can't seem to feel happy."

I'm so happy!

"Um……?"

"Because the day you became a professional Go player, I cried tears of joy all night long."

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Chapter 439: The End of Ugliness 2

"Aren't you happy to be a professional Go player?"

"Of course I want to be happy... but I just can't seem to feel happy."

I'm so happy!

"Um……?"

"Because the day you became a professional Go player, I cried tears of joy all night long."

.....

"Does my becoming a professional Go player make you happy?" Ke Jiurui asked, slightly puzzled.

I can't understand...

She also knew that Xia Tianran had given her a scarf... It must have been a very important thing to her, so why was she just giving it to her so easily?

She still couldn't do anything, and no one could defeat her.

Even though she ranked first in the professional exam, Ke Jiurui couldn't be happy.

because……

As is well known, the last professional exam in Diyue Province was very poor. Perhaps it was heaven's mercy on the Ke family that allowed them to produce a few professional chess players after a long absence.

We can't win... we can't win at all.

Whether it was Ke Jiurui or the higher-ups in the Ke family, their spirits had been completely shattered, and the Ke family never recovered.

"So what if I become a professional Go player?"

Ke Jiurui avoided Xia Tianran's burning gaze and said softly.

"Of course, thank you again for the scarf...it's very warm. Although I still haven't been able to do anything for you."

"Yes, even becoming a professional Go player, it's still not something you're happy about, is it?"

Xia Tianran nodded slightly.

*Slap!* The next second, the girl with long, curly, milk tea-colored hair leaned forward slightly and pinched Ke Jiurui's lips with both hands.

The rustling sound of the down jacket making large movements was somewhat ear-piercing, but because the clothes were so thick, Ke Jiurui, who was being pressed down, was completely unable to exert any force.

"Why……?"

"Laugh! Be happy! Laugh like a normal girl!!"

"Stop saying you can't be happy... Now, laugh! Right now!"

"Ouch, it hurts! What are you doing?" Ke Jiurui said, sounding a little aggrieved.

"Smile!"

"Ha ha ha ha……"

"..."

"Are you done yet? Let go quickly, it hurts!"

"Um……"

"..."

"Can't you just think of yourself as an ordinary professional Go player? I've been waiting for you all this time." Tears welled up in her pale golden eyes.

The person she had been waiting for was neither Ke Jiurui of the Ke family, nor the daughter of Ke Jiuzhu.

Why can't she just be herself? Is the responsibility to her family really more important than her own life?

Only she will wait for that ordinary girl.

Xia Tianran silently withdrew her hands, her expression sorrowful.

Ke Jiurui's talent is too ordinary, too mediocre... Xia Tianran knows this.

It's ridiculous and unrealistic for a child or a chess player like this to pursue that elusive pinnacle.

But there was nothing she could do... She couldn't persuade Ke Jiurui, she couldn't make her give up.

Because... I like it.

She likes it, that's all.

Because if Ke Jiurui weren't like this, she wouldn't care, and she wouldn't be sad.

Even if one is not exceptionally talented but works incredibly hard, when covered in scars, one will feel just like an ordinary person—sad, insecure, and wanting to give up.

If Ke Jiurui isn't like this, then it won't work.

If it weren't for Ke Jiurui, who wanted to give up after trying her best but was rekindled by a scarf, it wouldn't work.

No, she won't do that. I won't like her as much anymore!

"Sorry……"

Why apologize?

"Because you gave me that scarf, but I..."

"Really? Then I'll give you this one too..."

Xia Tianran sighed softly, pulled off the white woolen scarf wrapped around her neck, and tossed it onto Ke Jiurui's head.

"Huh? No need. By the way... it's so hot."

A small head peeked out from under the scarf and sighed softly; Ke Jiurui's mood seemed to have calmed down a bit.

It's not winter now, and Ke Jiurui still doesn't understand why Xia Tianran seems to have obsessive-compulsive disorder, always wrapped in thick clothes.

She knows herself very well...

However, I never took the initiative to learn about her.

"Please cherish my scarf and don't use it for anything strange."

"Huh? I would never do that. Who would use a scarf for that kind of thing?" Ke Jiurui blushed slightly.

"That's good. I have to go now... If I stay here any longer, you'll be even more restless, won't you?"

"Um……"

"Just like before, smile like a normal girl. Goodbye."

…………

Xia Tianran eventually turned and left... She didn't try to dissuade Ke Jiurui anymore, nor did she offer any more encouragement.

Because Ke Jiurui, whose talent is no longer mediocre, who is no longer so hardworking, and who is no longer so ordinary, wouldn't be as liked by her.

Anyway, she just loved seeing Ke Jiurui covered in wounds, yet still trying her best.

"........."

With her long, curly, milk tea-colored hair, the lovely girl gradually walked away, leaving Ke Jiurui staring blankly at her retreating figure.

Xia Tianran also has to face the Luo family, so she must be under a lot of pressure.

However, for most talented professional chess players, being able to play against strong opponents is something to be grateful for.

They yearn to play against stronger players; they enjoy the game, the victory, and the defeat.

I wish that one day I could feel this kind of emotion in a game.

"Keep going..."

The snow-white scarf still retained warmth and the scent of a young girl; everything felt so real.

"..."

Finally, she was all alone in the dark corridor; there was no one else around.