Holding two floating fish skewers in his hand, Li Kengqiang walked through the dark dense forest and finally stopped slowly at the top of the mountain.
Under the starry night sky, a figure in white is sitting on the edge of the cliff, looking at the figures burning a bonfire in the open space below, wondering what he is thinking.
"I brought you a skewer." Li Kengqiang sat down next to him and handed out a meat skewer, "After all, you brought it to them personally, so you have to try it, right? Anqingyu's barbecue skills are pretty good.
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Tang Yusheng glanced at him, smiled helplessly, and took the meat skewers:
"Why are you leaving now? Why don't you talk to them more?"
"If you want to talk, just go and talk by yourself. Why do you want me to accompany them? I'm not their nanny." Li Kang took a bite of meat skewers and spoke leisurely.
Tang Yusheng opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but after a while, he sighed.
The two of them just sat on the edge of the cliff, silently eating the kebabs in their hands, and the air fell into silence.
After an unknown amount of time, Li Kengqiang looked down the mountain and suddenly said:
"sorry."
Tang Yusheng was slightly startled, "What?"
"You should have seen the performance of these little guys." Li Kengqiang smiled bitterly, "What happened back then, if we could be like them...those tragedies would never have happened."
"Uncle Li, you are thinking too much." Tang Yusheng shook his head repeatedly, "If it weren't for your desperate fight, I would never have been born. If it weren't for Uncle Li who worked so hard to bring me up while leading the special team, I wouldn't be able to
It's impossible to grow to that point...
Lin Qiye and the others have indeed done a good job, but history is history, without you, there would be no me, Tang Yusheng."
Li Kengqiang did not speak. He sat quietly for a long time, patted Tang Yusheng on the shoulder, stood up and walked away:
"Try to get along with these little guys more, you are just too withdrawn..."
Li Kengqiang waved his hand under the night sky and disappeared into the forest. Tang Yusheng still sat there quietly, his eyes slowly closing...
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The Asylum of the Gods.
"Good evening, Dean."
"okay."
Lin Qiye, who was wearing a white coat, nodded slightly to the two caregivers walking towards him and continued walking along the corridor.
Suddenly, he seemed to have thought of something, and turned around and asked, "By the way, where is your manager Li?"
"He's in the yard with Dudu...oh no, playing chess with Yelan," the nurse replied.
Playing chess?
With Yelande?
Lin Qiye was stunned for a long time, then turned around and walked towards the courtyard.
Playing chess has always been inconsistent with Li Yifei's style of painting. Playing chess with Yelande is even more strange. Could it be that Yelande's condition has improved during his absence?
Lin Qiye's brain was running rapidly, and he soon reached the empty courtyard.
It was getting late, and the hazy moonlight fell on the grass in the courtyard, as if it were covered with a layer of gauze. Under the big tree in the center of the courtyard, two figures were sitting at a small square table, motionless.
One is Li Yifei, and sitting opposite him is a kind old man wearing a cloud-like white robe, Yelande.
Lin Qiye quietly approached the chessboard. He did not call out to Li Yifei, but stood silently behind him and looked at the chessboard.
The chessboard is a Go board, and the chess pieces are also Go pieces. Black and white occupy most of the grid, but the strange thing is that this move is not the Go that Lin Qiye remembers, let alone backgammon... The whole situation is messy, and there seems to be no rules at all.
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I saw Li Yifei rubbing his chin with one hand, frowning, as if he was deep in thought...
"Uncle, what are you talking about?"
After a long while, Li Yifei finally couldn't bear it anymore and asked.
"You did a good job, kid." Yelande said with a smile, raised his eyes and glanced at Lin Qiye behind Li Yifei.
Li Yifei also noticed something. He turned around and looked behind him. When he saw Lin Qiye, who was wearing a white coat in the middle of the night, he was frightened. He raised his wrist and knocked all the chessboard and chess pieces away, scattering them scattered all over the floor.
"Qiye? Why are you walking silently?" Li Yifei saw Lin Qiye's appearance clearly and complained while patting his chest.
"What are you doing?"
"Playing chess?"
"What chess was played?"
"...I don't know either." Li Yifei scratched his head, "Originally, A'Zhu and I were playing backgammon here for fun, and then Uncle Ye came over. A'Zhu and I played more than ten games in a row, and he
Just watching from the side without moving, did he say "You did a good job, kid"...
I thought, since he has been watching for so long, why not let him come and play for a while, so I asked A'Zhu to move the place for him, and then Uncle Ye sat down by himself."
Li Yifei pointed at the chess pieces on the ground and said with a bit of pain:
"I thought that even if he has never seen backgammon, he is still the Holy Master of the Holy Cult. Seeing that A'Zhu and I have been playing for so long, he should be able to master the gameplay... But I didn't expect that he still played randomly. I
Everyone was stunned."
From Li Yifei's words, Lin Qiye finally understood the whole story. After thinking for a moment, he said:
"It's okay, you go and do your work... I'll stay with him for a while."
Lin Qiye picked up the chessboard and chess pieces, placed them on the table again, and sat down at Li Yifei's seat.
Regardless of whether Yelan's decision was correct or not, at least this was the first time since he came to the hospital that he did anything other than "overlook", which may be a breakthrough in his condition.
Lin Qiye pushed the two chess baskets containing black and white chess pieces in the center of the table, and the gentleman said:
"Please go ahead."
"You did great, kid."
Yelande smiled kindly, reached out and took the black chess basket directly, grabbed a handful from it, and sprinkled it all on the grid in front of him.
Lin Qiye's mouth twitched.
"Um...Senior Yelande, this is not how he plays this chess game. Let me explain it to you briefly..."
Lin Qiye patiently began to explain the rules of Go to Yelande. After finishing speaking, he added: "Do you understand?"
"You did great, kid."
"As long as you understand."
Lin Qiye grabbed the black stones on Yelande's chessboard, put them back into the chess basket, and made a "please" gesture:
"Please go ahead."
Yelande smiled and grabbed a handful of chess pieces again and scattered them on the chessboard.
Lin Qiye:......
Lin Qiye sighed helplessly. Just as he was about to make a move with Yelande, his eyes fell on the chessboard and he suddenly froze on the spot.
On the chessboard, messy sunspots are scattered in front of Yelande without any order... But the strange thing is that both the number of chess pieces scattered and their positions are consistent with Yelande's.
The first time I sprinkled the chess pieces, they were exactly the same.