Mr. Xiangyue arched towards the portrait and walked out again.

He sympathized with his aunt very much.

Such a strange disease...

At the same time, Mr. Xiangyue couldn't help but think of the boy his aunt met in the chess hall in the last month of her death.

What kind of mentality does her aunt look at this "junior" who has the same hobbies as her?

In a sense, the two of them should be considered peers, right?

But one is young and handsome, the other is old.

What would my aunt think when facing this boy?

have no idea.

I guess no one in this world can empathize with her.

Mr. Kazuki left, and only Kamiyagawa and the girl from the underworld were left in the mourning hall.

Kamiya turned his gaze to the altar and looked at the portrait.

In the black and white photo, there is a thin but energetic old woman.

"That's it?"

Kamiya looked at Kasumizuki beside him and spoke tentatively.

The latter was very calm and shrugged: "Yes, that's me. Most people rarely have the chance to attend their funerals, right?"

"Why?"

Although he was mentally prepared, Kamiyagawa was still a little confused after hearing the exact answer.

"Why did you ask me to bring me here? I want to say goodbye to myself in the past and confirm some things by the way."

"Actually, I want to ask, why are you now?"

Kamiya finally understood why it was clearly JK's Katsuki, whose words and deeds were so old-fashioned.

And what does that sentence, “Appearance and actual age may not necessarily match” mean.

Although my body has become smaller, my mind is still the old man, right?

"Why am I like a girl now? Should I ask you? Didn't you wake me up? I thought this was your personal habit." The folding fan patted her young palm, and Xiang Yuexun looked thoughtful, "But maybe it's because my soul is still a girl?"

Kamiyagawa:?

OK, it's totally incomprehensible.

But in doubt, Kamiya still seized a little inspiration: "What did Mr. Xiangyue talk about just now?"

"Well, I'm sick." Xiang Yuexun nodded calmly, "When I was 17 years old, I must have just won the title of Queen of the Female Rover. I was quite impressed, because at that time I had a great hope of getting into the fourth stage and becoming a real chess player..."

Xiang Yuexun appears like a comet in the genius female chess player in the chess world.

During his service, he held four titles of Queen, Female Round, Female Round, and Kurashiki Fuji Hana, and is known as the "Ghost of Female Round" in the industry.

Among them, the two titles "Female Throne" and "Kurashiki Fujika" have achieved "eternal qualifications" during their service, namely the so-called "Queen Throne" and "Queen Kurashiki Fujika".

However, this genius chess player was active in the chess world more than 60 years ago.

The status of female chess players at that time was particularly unattended.

After winning the title of Queen Mother, Xiang Yuexun's name never appeared in the chess world again.

As she said, she was sick.

An extremely strange and extremely unreasonable disease.

Xiang Yuexun did not wake up again after going to bed on an ordinary night.

Like the sleeping beauty in a fairy tale.

Of course, a more practical statement is that it is vegetable.

Xiang Yuexun, who fainted, was taken to the hospital and was diagnosed with no abnormalities after examination.

But she couldn't wake up like that and could only rely on medical equipment to maintain her life.

Moreover, compared with other vegetative cases, Xiang Yuexun's condition is even more strange. Her vital signs are very stable and her long-term bed rest will not show severe muscle atrophy.

"It seemed that five years had passed when I woke up for the first time. But I had no real feeling about that. For me, I just had a sleep. After a period of rehabilitation training, I successfully left the hospital. I thought the situation would get better, but about two months later... I fell into a long sleep again, and it was eight years later when I woke up."

Xiang Yuexun's tone was calm, not like telling her own experience, but like telling the story of someone who was not related to her.

Time just goes on like this. I wake up for a while and then can't wake up on a long sleep night that I don't know when it will come.

Yu Xiangyuexun said that time has only been around for about a year.

But in some cases during this year, she woke up from the hospital bed and could see her mirror appearance, from a girl to an adult, then middle age, and then to twilight years.

Everything happened in "one year".

This is extremely cruel for a girl.

She had not had time to enjoy her youth, and had not had time to become a real chess player and compete with those top professional chess players for titles such as "Dragon King", "Rare King", and "Chess Saint".

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! Her life, which should have been brilliant, inexplicably jumped to the stage when the oil was exhausted and the light was gone.

Xiang Yuexun woke up for the last time two months ago.

The 18-year-old young soul was stuffed into the old and hunched body.

Just as her nephew Mr. Xiangyue thought, no one in this world can empathize with Xiangyuexun.

Kasumi, who woke up for the last time, knew that she had not had much time and calmly accepted the upcoming death.

Maybe it's calm, no one knows this.

She went to take a portrait, contacted the funeral company to arrange her funeral, and went to the chess hall several times.

In this era, there are many things she cannot understand.

AI has an irreversible impact on chess sports; the status of female chess players has increased to a certain extent...

In Xiangyuexun's era, there were very few female chess players who debuted at around the age of 10, but now it seems that it is not rare.

"Actually, I think that this era is not bad, maybe it's not bad," Xiang Yuexun said, standing in front of her portrait and coffin, "Some people can observe the world sixty years later like me, with a young and curious attitude."

Kamiyagawa is silent.

I looked up at the altar again, and I felt that the candlelight beside the portrait shone a little with the yellow and white flowers.

"So the inscription on your folding fan is your title?"

"Or what do you think?" Katsuki Sumika unfolded the folding fan, "That's right, in front of you is the Katsuki Queen, Queen of the chess world, Queen of the Queen of the Queen of the Queen of Kuraki Fujika Sumika. Oh, and he is also the new master of Santukawa, the Lord of Yanma."

Kamiyagawa:...

It's really a long penetration.

I understand, it’s not Kazuki Mitsuki’s second-class, but the Japanese who came up with these titles are quite second-class.

"So your disease...?"

"I ask you to bring me here, just to confirm it again." The girl of Yanmo nodded, her expression still cold, "Yanmo's power is quite convenient. Now I can be sure that I am not sick, I have a curse on my body."

"curse?"

Kamitanikawa narrowed his eyes and looked at the coffin.

He could indeed feel a little different power, but perhaps because Xiang Yuexun's body was dead, and the remaining power aura was unclear.

Slap.

The folding fan in the hand of the girl Yanma hits the young and elastic palm twice:
Chapter completed!