The Way of the Blind Girl Chess Saint

The crying gradually subsided, and Ji Hongying kept wiping away the tears in her eyes... She looked at her reddened eyes in the mirror, even though they were naturally red.

When you feel lost, confused, in pain, bewildered, or sad, please... take a look at this photo.

Confusion, doubt, sadness.

Am I sad? Because of the name Ji Yingting?

Tears, like pearls, spilled uncontrollably from her eyes. Ji Hongying forced back her sorrow and pulled a rectangular photograph from the inside pocket of her clothes.

The photo looks quite old from the back; the yellowed pages are at least ten years old and have some natural wrinkles.

……

……

Ji Hongying turned the photo over with trembling hands.

……

Wait, who is she?

Ji Hongying's tears stopped somewhat, and she stared blankly at the four figures in the photo.

Besides her familiar parents, there were two girls who looked exactly alike. The little girl with a light green Hime-style hairstyle was wearing a blue floor-length Hanfu and her eyes were slightly squinted.

"Sister... no, who is she?" Ji Hongying was in a state of confusion. After seeing her face clearly, Ji Yingting's tears flowed even more fiercely.

Some hazy memories were piecing together in her mind, and Ji Hongying rubbed her head in pain.

"Hongying... are you still sad about your sister's situation?"

"Sister, which sister?" She looked at her parents with a puzzled expression, still looking like a little child.

Speaking of which... why did I forget all my memories of her? Ji Yingting? Is she my older sister?

Staring at the figure in the photo, she realized how similar the woman looked to herself—equally cute, with the same hairstyle and familiar hair color. Everything about her flickered in Ji Hongying's mind.

Ji Hongying was somewhat stunned; she could feel her memories gradually returning.

"Sister...please don't cry, okay?"

"Why...why did you send me away? I'm blind...shouldn't I be the one being taken care of more than my sister? Why did Mom and Dad send me away? I hate my sister who has everything..."

"I have nothing left, I don't want anything anymore, I hate... my long hair that's the same color as my mother's, I can just cut it off..."

The little girl with long, light green hair picked up a pair of scissors from the table and slashed her hair fiercely.

The last image lingered in Ji Hongying's mind. Yes... so that's how it is. Ji Yingting's long, bluish-green hair and the blood on her mother's hands kept appearing in her mind.

She forgot her memories of her sister, not because she disliked her... but because she was afraid of recalling her sister's heartbroken expression once again.

Her tone was so heartbreaking... yet she kept hurting herself.

"I hate my younger sister the most..."

What is this...?

"Waaaaaah!" Ji Hongying knelt on the ground and cried wildly.

What kind of statement is "I hate my younger sister the most..."?

Boom!!

Pushing open the door to the room, Ji Hongying, dressed in a snow-white nightgown, ran out frantically, wearing only a pair of slippers.

"I hate my sister the most..." So, this statement is completely meaningless!!

Sister, sister, sister.

"I hate my younger sister the most..."

Do you know how much those words hurt me, and how much they hurt your sister who loves you the most?

But I know that the pain I feel is nothing compared to my sister's pain! Aaaaaaahh ...

"Waaaaah, I'm such an idiot, sister! I actually forgot about you, forgot about my favorite sister!"

Holding the photo in her hand, Ji Hongying ran frantically down the main road. This was the first time in her life that she had cried so shamefully.

"Waaaaaah"

Sister, sister, I miss you so much! Please, let me see you one more time! I think I saw you before? Was it a dream? Why did I leave in such a hurry?

Sister... have you started learning Go too? It must be tough learning something so difficult without you being able to see me.

"Waaaaah!" Tears streamed down Ji Hongying's face. She didn't know when she would stop crying. Her tears fell like pearls.

The boots that Ji Hongying had taken off at the beginning had long been thrown away somewhere, and her fair little feet had been marked with red marks from the hard ground.

Cars sped past on the street, their flashing lights blurring Ji Hongying's consciousness. Her mind was already numb; only tears continued to flow uncontrollably.

Where does her heart find solace? Ji Hongying had no idea where Ji Yingting was, and ran in a straight line without any clue, with only darkness before her eyes.

"Sister, since you can't see, let me be your eyes from now on?"

The red buns scattered, plop.

Mud splashed up, and Ji Hongying accidentally fell, but she got up and kept running.

A red mark was imprinted on her forehead, and her beautiful long red hair was disheveled like that of a barbarian, while her white pajama pants were covered in mud.

Saying I wanted to be my sister's eyes... I'm so selfish, so incredibly selfish, that I actually shut down my memories with my sister because of those words...

Ji Hongying gripped the photo tightly in her hand, her fingertips digging into her flesh without her noticing... Her tears had almost dried up, and her eyes were red.

"I hate my younger sister the most."

So what? So what?

Sister, you've suffered so much. So what if you hate me? Sister, you must have had a hard time all these years alone.

You suffered so much alone, yet I forgot about you because of just one sentence from you. I'm so selfish.

"Waaaaaah!" Ji Hongying unknowingly ran to the vicinity of the fireworks. A huge and beautiful firework bloomed right above her head, but she was completely unaware.

In the pitch-black darkness, all that remained in his eyes was the beautiful, emerald-green figure not far away; there was nothing else.

Sister, are you waiting for me here?

Sister, may I look at your face one more time? I want to stroke your beautiful, long, turquoise hair.

Sister, sister, even if you hate me... I still love you the most!!! I'm your sister, do you still remember me?

Sister, this time... is different. I will never forget you again.

Sister, will you mind that I'm dirty? I accidentally fell and got some mud on me...

Sister, I suddenly remembered that you can't see how dirty I am, that's so great!

Sister, ... I will no longer ask about joy or sorrow, but only about the myriad threads in your heart.

PS: The third update will be a little later.

Chapter 73: Meeting but Not Recognizing Each Other

"Huff, huff, huff, Sister... Ji Yingting!!"

With the long, turquoise hair right in front of her, Ji Hongying used the last of her strength to call out, and then walked towards her step by step.

"Hmm...?" Ji Yingting hummed in confusion. She gently tossed her long hair and turned around. Was it that strange woman from before? How come she came back so quickly?

Because she felt unusually uncomfortable, she sat quietly here enjoying the breeze.

"you……"

puff.

Before Ji Yingting could utter a sound, the girl in front of her had already collapsed to the ground. Ji Hongying's fiery red hair was covered in dust, and she had no strength left to speak.

She was already physically weak, and it was unclear what kind of willpower she relied on to sprint for several thousand meters. Her eyes were already blurry, and her whole body was covered in mud, dust, and sweat.

"Are you alright?" Ji Yingting gently helped Ji Hongying to a seat. She was panting heavily, so Ji Yingting took out her small handkerchief and helped her clean the dust off her body.

"Waaaaaah, you're so gentle, waaaaah, Ji Yingting!" Ji Hongying's breathing finally calmed down, and she lay on Ji Yingting's lap and began to cry loudly.

"Does this child have a mental illness?" Ji Yingting was a little worried, but she didn't dislike Ji Hongying, because she had already noticed it since the beginning.

Whenever she heard Ji Hongying crying, her heart ached, as if the girl's sadness was contagious.

She gently helped Ji Hongying up. "What's wrong? Good girl, don't cry anymore, okay?"

Ji Yingting gently stroked Ji Hongying's fiery red hair.

It was very soft, and even though it was a little dirty from the dust, Ji Yingting touched it without hesitation and gently rubbed her head.

"...Ji, Ji Yingting, sob sob sob, I...I like you, I...I like you!!" Ji Hongying said these words in a tearful voice, which shocked Ji Yingting.

You know... in this day and age, when girls say they like someone, it's not just a joke...

Damn it… I can’t call her 'sister',” Ji Hongying’s cherry-like lips trembled slightly. The guilt in her heart made her somewhat afraid. How she longed to hear Ji Yingting call her 'sister' again…

Hey?

In the next instant, Ji Hongying's fiery red eyes widened as she saw incomparably beautiful fireworks blooming behind Ji Yingting.

She... was held tightly in Ji Yingting's arms, their cheeks pressed together.

"Little sister, although I don't know why you're crying... but hearing you cry makes me want to cry too... so please stop crying, okay? If something's wrong, just tell me, otherwise it will break my heart."

Ji Yingting gently held Ji Hongying's head, and time seemed to stand still in this beautiful moment. Ji Yingting pleaded with a sob in her voice, and a few tears welled up in her pale purple eyes.

Sister, sister, sister.

I want to call you that again... but do I really deserve it?

My sister is such a jerk? Can I really call you "older sister" again?

Ji Hongying's eyes were filled with confusion, and tears streamed down her face as if they would never run dry.

"I like you, Ji Yingting," Ji Hongying's voice trembled slightly. She closed her red eyes, and everything went black before her eyes.

I'm sorry... Sister, could you please give me a little more time?