Chapter 3751 Early morning
The Pipa Ghost's chin rested on the Pipa.
Looking at the old man approaching gradually.
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"Oh, hurry up."
The old lady urged urgently.
"look."
The old lady looked happy.
"How beautiful these flowers are in bloom."
"it's beautiful."
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"coming."
The old man quickened his pace a little.
He squatted down by the flowerpot, and the blooming flowers made the old man smile.
"it's beautiful."
He expressed the same emotion as the old lady.
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After admiring the newly bloomed flowers for a while, the old lady went back to the house.
A TV series she is following is about to start.
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The old man is still on the balcony.
I haven’t been to the balcony for a few days-
That's just a few days.
But the old man felt that everything in front of him was a little strange.
There is a hint of strangeness in the familiarity.
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The old man squatted down, had enough of admiring the newly bloomed flowers, and started to look at the pots of flowers.
Occasionally prune some flowers and leaves.
Press the soil.
There is always a clear smile in his eyes.
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until-
A clear and clear sound of pipa sounded.
Just a sound.
The smile in the old man's eyes faded.
The squatting body froze.
But this time, the old man didn't get angry like last time.
After a few days of cooling down, he calmed down a lot.
He is not such a hot-tempered person.
It just happened suddenly...
It had been too long since he heard the sound of the pipa.
Suddenly heard...
It was inevitable that he had lost his mind.
He took several deep breaths in his mind.
Veins appeared on the back of the hand holding the scissors.
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The old man pursed his lips.
The sound of the pipa...is still there.
In the past, he always reacted greatly when he heard the sound of the pipa.
Then the sound of the pipa disappeared.
He hadn't reacted at that time...
But this time combined with the previous times...
The old man tightened his grip on the scissors in his hand.
other side……
The person playing the pipa...did he hear his voice?
So every time he made a sound, he stopped playing.
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is that so?
The old man found it incredible.
Although he did feel that the sound of Pipa was very close to him.
too close……
It's like playing next to him.
But how is this possible?
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Is it really a nearby neighbor who is learning pipa recently?
The old man couldn't help but guess.
He reached out and pressed his temples.
The playing of the pipa continues.
There was a somewhat forbearing look on his face.
After a few seconds, he turned around and returned to the house.
"boom!"
The old man closed the door hard.
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The old man leaned against the door.
Gasp loudly.
My temples are jumping.
It was so tight that his head hurt.
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After a while, the old man slowly straightened up.
In a short period of time, his face became a little sweaty.
The old man raised his hand and wiped the sweat from his face.
His eyes were a little dazed.
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It's really useless.
The old man took a deep breath.
How many years have passed...
He still didn't look away...
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No.
He has made some progress, right?
The old man twitched his lips.
At least……
Hearing the sound of the pipa again, he didn't feel his stomach turning.
He didn't want to vomit.
He just...
very angry.
Very upset.
Very...irritable.
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The old man turned around.
Looking towards the balcony through the glass door.
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Very beautiful balcony.
He and his wife took care of it carefully.
After retirement, they have a lot more time for themselves.
The old woman began to arrange flowers and plants.
At first he was "dismissive".
He would rather go outside for one more lap, or play with someone on the chessboard one more time.
But slowly...
I saw the flowers and plants that were well taken care of by the old lady... Being dragged by the old lady helped me a lot...
He also became interested in flowers and plants.
later……
He is responsible for half of the flowers and plants on this balcony.
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The old man is hesitating whether to knock on the door next door?
But……
As the old lady said before, so what if he finds someone to play the pipa?
How could he stop people from playing the pipa in his own home?
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The old man's brows furrowed tightly.
But if you don’t say anything...
He couldn't bear to hear the sound of the pipa whenever he went to the balcony.
But not to the balcony…
These days, the old lady is taking care of the flowers and plants on the entire balcony.
Including the several pots of flowers and plants he was responsible for.
Thank you for your hard work, old lady.
He can't just let the old lady do his work for him in the future, right?
There are so many flowers and plants, it is too hard for the old lady to go there alone.
It will also take more time.
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The old man couldn't make up his mind.
He was extremely confused.
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On this day, night fell, and everything in the residential area was completely silent.
The old man in bed suddenly woke up.
He drank some water.
Went to the toilet again.
On the way back to the bedroom, he accidentally turned his head.
I saw some hazy and beautiful flowers and plants on the balcony under the moonlight.
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Most of the confusion in the old man's eyes dissipated.
Some clarity was restored.
The old man opened his eyes wide.
He didn't go to the balcony for a few days.
It's obviously a place at home.
But it was made like some kind of forbidden area.
The old man smiled bitterly.
Who would believe it if you tell me?
He dare not go to the balcony of his home...
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The old man walked to the balcony.
He turned and looked at the clock in the living room.
Um.
It's half past two in the middle of the night.
this late……
There can’t be anyone still practicing pipa, right?
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The old man opened the balcony door.
The fragrant fragrance of flowers greets you.
The old man couldn't help but take a deep breath.
Then a smile appeared on his face.
Very fragrant.
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The clear moonlight pours down.
Light up a little bit of the night.
"Pap~"
The old man turns on the light on the balcony.
Suddenly, the night on the balcony was driven away by light.
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The old man hesitated for a few seconds.
Then he walked into the balcony.
To be honest, it was the first time in his life... that he came to the balcony so late.
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In the middle of the night...
He will never hear the sound of the pipa.
The old man grinned.
He knelt down.
Stretch out your hand.
I want to touch the petals in front of me.
The next second...
The old man was stunned.
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Pipa Ghost was a little surprised to see the old man appearing on the balcony.
This is the first time it has seen the old man at this point in time.
Doesn't he sleep?
Pipa Ghost tilted his head slightly.
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But this is fine.
A smile appeared on Pipa Ghost's face.
It carelessly brushed the strings.
The clear sound of the pipa perfectly matches the clear moonlight at this time.
pity.
Not everyone can appreciate such beauty.
And the only person lucky enough to appreciate it cannot.
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The veins on the old man's forehead throbbed.
The scissors in his hand fell to the ground with a clang.
He had no time to care.
He tried hard to control his temper.
He pricked up his ears.
As if torturing himself, he wanted to hear the sudden pipa playing more clearly.
He struggled to identify the source of the sound.
He raised his steps slightly but never really took a step.
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The old man drooped his shoulders dejectedly.
This chapter has been completed!