"Acacia."
This chess game is still Mu Junhan's unsolved endgame, he has been defeated by scholars several times with this chess game, speaking of which, it is really ridiculous.
The little scholar went to the bookshelf to rummage through the collected letters, looked at Mu Junhan standing in front of the chessboard, and said to Mu Junhan: "Childe often sat in front of the chessboard during those days, pondering the chess game, and I didn't know what he was thinking.
After Childe left, I didn't touch any of this, what was it like here when Childe left, and what it is still like now. ” Mu Junhan nodded slightly.
Ning Huan glanced at it, and sighed heavily in his heart.
When he came in, he glanced at the position of the chessboard, and in a trance, Ning Huan felt as if someone was playing chess in front of the chessboard.
Looking at Mu Junhan again, standing in front of the chessboard, the whole person seemed to have lost time and immersed himself in the past.
From the moment he knew that the scholar had passed away, he was trying his best to restrain and restrain his sad emotions.
It's not that he won't be sad if he restrains himself, his suppressed emotions pour out, and it's easy for people to be infected.
Ning Huan walked over and looked at such a chess game.
"This bureau ......
It's called 'Acacia'.
Mu Junhan said in a low voice.
"Acacia?"
Ning Huan frowned and looked at it carefully.
Speaking of which, she is also proficient in chess, but when she sees such a chess game, she still feels amazing.
"When he said the name of this chess game, I laughed at whether he had a crush on someone's girl......
"Mu Junhan smiled self-deprecatingly, "But I didn't expect that joke to become a memory." ” "Whose girl does Childe fall fond of?"
The little scholar rummaged through the bookshelves and replied in wonder, "General, are you mistaken?"
Our son-in-law knows you alone, almost, how can you fall in love with a girl?
If only you really liked that!
” "It's ...... too," Mu Junhan sighed.
"Big brother, let's mourn and change!"
Ning Huan could only persuade, "The deceased is gone, this is a fact that cannot be changed."
He's your confidant, and he doesn't want you to be sad about him for too long. ” "I know."
Mu Junhan nodded, he just said regretfully, "It would be nice if I came back earlier, his body is indeed not very good, but ......
How could you get so sick?
” Mu Junhan was very puzzled.
He wondered if if everything wouldn't have happened if he had come back sooner.
It's a pity that what has happened cannot be changed.
"Childe was in good health in the years when he and the general played chess, but as soon as the general left, Childe's health was not good.
It got worse and worse, and then it got worse and worse......"
When Mu Junhan heard this, his heart was even more painful.
"Found it."
At this time, the little scholar took down the dusty wooden box on the bookshelf and found the letters inside.
He took out the letter and shouted excitedly.
Mu Junhan turned to him.
The little scholar came over and handed the letter to Mu Junhan.
Mu Junhan took it and pulled out the letterhead in the envelope.
Unfolding the letterhead, Mu Junhan's face changed suddenly.
"What's wrong?"
Ning Huan looked at Mu Junhan suspiciously.
Mu Junhan's eyes changed suddenly, and there was a heavy pain in his eyes.
Those restrained sorrows seemed to explode completely at this moment.
She saw that Mu Junhan was trembling all over, and the hand holding the letterhead couldn't help shaking.
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Ning Huan was stunned for a moment and looked at the letterhead in Mu Junhan's hand.