Mozun, she came across from the Nvzun country

Chapter 120 The Opening Ceremony 20
Feng Feili opened the door and entered, but no one was there. He walked in, opened the window, let the sun shine in and the wind blow in, and he could see the dust raised in the air.

On the table, there was an unfinished chess game, and the board and pieces were covered with dust.

Apparently, this undecided chess game has been left unused for a long time. Upon closer inspection, the white and the black are evenly matched, and the outcome is hard to tell. It is a stalemate.

Suddenly hearing the sound of flipping books coming from behind the bookshelf, Feng Feili raised her eyes to see that there were piles of bookshelves in front of her, and no one could be seen.

Upstairs from the chess room are the Library Pavilion and the Ink Painting Room. He guessed that she is not a person who loves painting, so it is very likely that she came to the Library Pavilion.

Feng Fei was moved by his centrifugation, and walked slowly, crossing one bookshelf after another, through the dark environment, he vaguely saw a small figure, but his steps hesitated, so he turned back.

Suddenly hearing light footsteps, Feng Feili immediately took a book, opened it, and casually flipped through a few pages.

The footsteps were getting closer.

The person in the distance came, passed the bookshelves, passed the open window, and the light finally fell on her.

Feng Feili lowered his head slightly, concentrating on reading. From the corner of his eye, he saw the pair of black boots with gold thread and rhombus borders coming slowly. Seeing that she didn't intend to stop, he felt anxious.

Seeing him reading, Qiongying didn't bother him.

"Can you play a game of chess with me?" Feng Feili was extremely nervous, and finally moved her eyes away from the book, looking at her silhouette.

Qiongying stopped, turned her head slightly, raised her eyelids, and a smile gradually appeared in her deep phoenix pupils.

Feng Feili was stunned, and he could not help but clenched the book tightly. He could feel that she was smiling, not a faint smile, but a genuinely happy smile. Why was she looking at him... the book in his hand.

Feng Feili was puzzled, and looked at the book in his hand. He was in a mess for a moment, and he actually held it backwards.

"Want to play chess with me?" Qiong Ying's voice was a little joking.

"This, yes, of course." Feng Feili was embarrassed and pleasantly surprised, his usual calmness was thrown away, and he stuffed the books back into the bookshelf at a loss.

The sun was shining, and the two sat casually, understanding each other, and did not reshuffle the chess, but continued the game from the deadlock.

After a while, Feng Feili had returned to normal, and was involved in the chess game. This is a game, she can make Wu Yue fall into a difficult situation, the chess skills must be high, and she must have seen this deadlock before agreeing to play against him. Therefore, he will go all out.

Black pieces fall, white pieces fall, the chessboard is not only black and white, but also old and new. The pieces covered with dust are the original pieces on the board, and the shiny pieces are the new ones.

"The chess piece is helpless, it struggles so much in the chess game, and it can't escape the fate of the chess piece." Feng Feili couldn't help but feel emotional.

"If the chess piece is not in the chess game, what's the point of it." Qiongying pointed her finger and dropped a black stone.

Hearing this, Feng Feili was slightly taken aback, her words were beyond his expectation, he couldn't think that a little girl like her would have such an understanding.

Feng Feili thought for a moment, and then said: "The chess game is a deep pool of fighting, you can't help yourself, you are always intriguing, you are not tired of it?"

"Struggling in the chess game is also a game of fun. It's not so boring when the weather is calm." Qiongying has gotten used to it.

Feng Feili was stunned for a moment, it was too boring, she could play a game; if she was bored, she could leave the game gracefully; if she lost, she could play another game.

But in the chess game of life, no matter how boring you are, you can only continue, no matter how bored you are, you can't leave the game. If you lose, there is never a next game.

(End of this chapter)