Chapter 22:

I don't know if I can win him, but I might as well give it a try.
At present, Secret stretched out his fingers to pick up a sunspot. In the light of the candlelight, the jade finger sunspots were black and white, and his fingers were more and more white and slender, exquisite and clear.
She calmly laid a son in the northeast corner.
The boy in white looked at her pale jade fingers, then looked at her stiff face in a mask, her lips raised, she held her hands, and slowly landed on the chessboard.
As soon as the two of them came and went, they only played a few children, and they felt that the opponent's chess power was huge, and each step was wonderful and powerful, so that she could not see his chess path.
I said that watching chess knows people, the white chessmen have great chess power, and the key point is that the killing skills are exquisite and the decision is resolute and popular. It can be seen that his mind is profound and magnificent.
She was afraid to belittle her, she was getting slower and slower, and she thought carefully about each step. At this moment, she is no longer concerned about winning or losing, but the pleasure of Yiqi.
The look of the boy's eyes became more and more dignified. Occasionally, he cast deep light into her eyes, with a depth she could not understand.
The water was pulsating, and the falling child was silent.
Unconsciously, the chessboard was already full of black and white children, and between square inches, murderous Ling Ran.
"Can Xianlian's girlfriend's name be heard?" He picked up a white chin, but did not fall, and asked her with a slight smile.
He shivered and chuckled down, and said, "You can call me slim, but you don't know your name?"
"Mingchunshui!" Said Yun Danfeng, a gentleman in white, quietly, and left without hesitation.
He trembled when he heard the words, holding the jade fingers of the sunspot. Repressing the suspicion in her heart, she asked lightly, "But Mingchun Shui of Chunshui Tower?"
"Nice!" The boy in white smiled slightly, and then left.
His hands were paused in the air for a moment, and finally fell slowly.
Suddenly, they are not very familiar with the affairs of the rivers and lakes, but they are as thunderous as Chunshuilou.
Hunchun Shuilou, this is a name that resounds through the rivers and lakes and Chaoye. When it comes to this name, people have a variety of complex feelings in their hearts, such as awe, worship, envy, admiration, and fear.
Hunchun Shuilou rose four years ago and its heyday two years ago.
Ming Chunshui, the owner of Hunchun Shuilou, is an inexperienced figure. It is rumored that he is only in his twenties, martial arts are unfathomable, and he even admires the martial arts of the Chunshui Tower.
He just has a lot of rumors about him, but very few people actually see him. It is rumored that there are four great boys under him, but they are equally mysterious and no one has ever seen them.
Is the person in front of me the owner of Chunshui Building?
I was a little disbelieving!
I did not realize this a few more efforts.
When I looked at it again, the game was already very bad for her.
His Baizi has surrounded her long group of sunspots. The situation of the sunspots is critical and there seems to be no chance of winning.
He was startled, converged, carefully pondered, and suddenly smiled. Without hesitation, he picked up a sunspot and gently dropped it in the middle of the chessboard. The black dragon and the mid-stomach sunspot immediately encircled the white sun. Siege.
Qi Mingchun Shui already had a winning ticket, but did not want to just drop a son, and then reversed the situation.
"Qin meets acquaintances, chess meets opponents, it is really a joy in life." He discarded Bai Zi in his hands, and laughed aloud, there was endless joy in the laughter.
"This game is not over yet, and the landlord still has the chance to win. Why not play?" Said intently.
"It's okay to stay in one endgame, and play again in the next day. Return your golden chain!" He reached out and took out Seser's gold token from his sleeve, handed it to Seser's palm, and asked aloud, "Another day, But friends? "
He looked up eagerly, and the two eyes met, looking forward to each other.
He shook his head lightly, and smiled with black eyes.
She never expected that she would associate with Chunchun Shui, the owner of Chunshui Tower. In her mind, it is possible that Chunshuilou was not regarded as a cult. For Mingchunshui, apart from admiring his martial arts and abilities, he had never had a slight impression on his people. But she didn't want to, at first sight, she had a feeling of meeting and hating him.
The night was getting darker, and the painting was moored on the bank of Linjiang Tower, stepping out from the cabin, and the night breeze swayed her large flowing blue shirt, like a blooming flower.
的 The famous Heicheng, which is famous for its prosperity, is full of lights at night, full of night's ambiguity, the lights and shadows flowing on both sides of the strait, and the hustle and bustle.
He walked elegantly and calmly in the hustle and bustle of the street, but his heart was indescribably joyful.
The white shadow on the bow of the boat watched her leave.
"Landlord, can you subordinate to find out her true identity?" The maid in red asked softly.
Qi Mingchun Shui waved her hand, Shen said, "No need, she does a very good job, you will be exposed."
Under the moonlight, his dark eyes were like an abyss, and it was invisible.
The night was getting darker and the wind was getting colder. I do n’t know when clouds will come from the sky, covering the crescent moon. There was no moonlight, and the street was dark.
Suddenly, a dull pain surged in her heart, and the breathing was not smooth. She frowned and quickened her pace. She leaped without hesitation, passing over blocks and alleys. The various landscapes were under her feet, like vague illusions. At this moment, the speed of her leap was her limit.
There were pedestrians on the street, and when she saw her flying by, it was just a cloud and a cloud of smoke.
From Linjiang Tower to Andinghoufu, it only took two teas.
However, it seems too late.
When she went outside her mother's room, she saw Qing Mei's face with tears.
"Miss, where have you been? Madam, it seems to be bad!" Qing Mei said with a pale face and a dumb throat.
The pain in her heart was as if a sharp knife was passing through her heart, making her unable to breathe. She felt that her legs suddenly softened, and she couldn't move a single step.
Although the mother-in-law's illness bed has not been overnight, although Lang Zhong, who was responsible for treating the mother-in-law's illness, has said vaguely that the mother-in-law's illness has passed away. Although, he also knew that one day his mother would leave her. However, she did not expect that this day would come so soon.
I have arrived in late spring, and the curtains at the door have been replaced with bamboo curtains. Through the bamboo curtains, I can dimly see the lights and shuttle figures in the room.
After a long time, Seser finally took a heavy step and came to the house.
The strong medicinal smell spreads throughout the room, with a sad bitterness.
Hou Jiangyan of Luding Anhou was walking around with his hands in his hands. The original vicissitudes of his face were covered with blue scum, as if he were a few years old. Behind him, he followed his elder lady and followed his steps, walking and comforting.
As if he didn't see them, he went straight over them and headed towards the inner room.
"Stop!" Ding Anhou's low voice seemed to come from the void. "Two days and one night, where have you gone crazy?"
He walked quietly and didn't look back, and said coldly, "Daddy, if you teach me, you have to wait for my mother to see me!" Then he walked in without looking back.
He stepped out of the inner room in front of the doctors, all of them gloomy, shaking his head again and again.
My heart sank again, and my chest was unbearable.
The medicinal smell in the inner chamber was more intense, and her mother's sister was lying on the bed, thin and sad. Running hurriedly, holding her mother's hand tightly.
"Sir, you are back?" Luo's bright and beautiful eyes were already a little cloudy. She clenched her hands and whispered, "Child, mother is going. You remember what mother said."
He nodded his head.
"In the future, let Zi Mi also serve you. Zi Mi's parents were under the mother, her martial arts are exquisite, her temperament is stable, and her mother is assured. Although Qingmei has no martial arts, her deceased father is her mother's Yin Yang teacher You can watch the sky and understand Yinqing. Qingmei has done her father's true biography. If you go to the sea, you will definitely use her. "Locke said this, but he couldn't support it, and coughed a lot of blood.
"Mother. Don't talk. You rest." Secretly lamented.
"Child, remember to take care of yourself." Luo Shi said that the lower the voice, the darker his eyes became less and less glorious.
He felt the temperature in his hands getting colder and colder. The mother's eyes, looking at her, slowly closed.
For a moment, Seorui only felt that a hole in his chest seemed to be broken, and a cool wind poured in slowly. Everything in the world seems to stop at this moment.
Since then, she has been lonely.
没有 No one will touch her soft hair with gentle hands. No one, call her my child with a soft voice. No one else, when she was tired and grieved, comforted her and encouraged her ...
没有 Never again ...
The cry of maidservant rang around, and Dad and Auntie rushed in, fluttered there, and wept.
But she didn't cry, her tears shed only in her heart.
The Lingling Hall was set up overnight, and her mother's Lingling was placed there. According to his mother ’s last wish before birth, after three days of cessation, the body of her mother was cremated and taken to the East China Sea. During her lifetime, the mother waited stubbornly for this relationship, but after she died, she no longer wanted to be with her husband, but chose the sea she loved most.
On the second day, the sky was gloomy, and he was full of vegetarianism, waiting in the hall.
The sunlight was so cold that he shot in from the hollowed out window and cast a halo on the cold floor tiles.
The mother-in-law's inferior family was low-profile, and she was also a chamber. Naturally, no one came to pay homage, so the hall was cold and lonely.
In the silence, there was a sound of footsteps.
He looked up, seeing no smoke walking slowly at night. He stood backlit, his face darkened with a dark-colored robe. After three weeks of worship in front of the church, he slowly walked towards Seser.
I never expected that the smokeless would come to pay my respects at night. He was so arrogant and cold-hearted that he never put her in his eyes, nor did he put his father in his eyes.
Hey, he's here after all. Maybe his heart was not as cold as she thought. But no matter what, with her, none of this matters.
Seeing him coming, she bowed her head.
The next night, he walked to the surfer without a smoke and stood still.