Acacia Tears. To this day, the rival chess is still him, and I am no longer me. The battle is dangerous, and there are no regrets. The qin is still playing, the sound is still on the ear, and the old man has nowhere to go. "Suqiu, I, Shenxi, will always watch over you." "Axi, you don't understand me." "This is what I owe Suqiu, sorry. I love you."