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Chapter 3752 Neighbors

no……

The sound surrounded him.

It seems to be everywhere.

The old man couldn't tell where it came from.



"boom!"

The balcony door was slammed shut.

The old man leaned against the glass door, breathing heavily.

He is tired.

His head was so swollen that it throbbed painfully.

He lowered his head as if overwhelmed.



no……

The old man finally recovered and made up his mind.

tomorrow……

Tomorrow he will knock on the door next door.

This time he had a legitimate excuse.

Actually practicing pipa in the early morning...

Isn't this disturbing one's dream?



The old man returned to bed and did not fall asleep again.

It's dawn when I open my eyes.

He didn't bother to have breakfast.

After briefly washing up, he went to knock on the door next door.



He knocked on the door for a long time.

Only then did I hear a sleepy voice.

"who?"



The old man came out of a trance.

It's still early days.

He tilted his head and looked at the sky outside.

It's already getting bright.

It's another nice sunny weather.



"who?"

The door was opened a crack.

A girl's head poked out of it.

When she found out that there was an old man standing outside, the girl immediately opened the door.

"Grandpa, what's the matter?"

The girl asked doubtfully.



"Excuse me."

This was the first time the old man knocked on the door opposite to a new tenant.

"Did it disturb your rest?"

The old man smiled apologetically.



"fine."

The girl waves her hands.

"I'm just about to get up."

The old man's good attitude eliminated the last trace of complaint in her heart.

There was only curiosity left in her heart.

"What do you want from me?"



"Is such that……."

The old man got to the point.

"I want to ask..."

The old man took a deep breath silently before continuing to ask, "Are you practicing the pipa?"



ah?

this problem……

The girl was really confused.

After being stunned for a second, the girl shook her head.

"No."

"I don't know how to play the pipa."

"……Why do you ask?"

The girl couldn't hold back her doubts.



The girl's answer disappointed the old man.

Isn't it this family...

"...I heard the sound of playing the pipa."

The old man explained, "It was still in the middle of the night."

"So I want to find someone who plays the pipa..."

"Tell him not to play the pipa in the middle of the night."

The old man said the reason he had thought of before coming out.



"Midnight?"

The girl is surprised.



"Yes."

The old man nodded, "At half past two in the morning."



Wow~

The girl opened her mouth in surprise.

"so late……"

"She doesn't sleep?"



The old man smiled bitterly.

"I don't know either."



"This is really disturbing to one's dreams..."

The girl murmured.

"Why……"

The girl tilted her head.

"Why didn't I hear it?"

"Maybe I slept too deeply."

The girl quickly figured out the reason.



"Did you hear it during the day?"

the old man asked.

I want to see if I can get more information from this girl.



"daytime?"

The girl shook her head subconsciously.

"No."

"I have to go to work during the day."

"It's already night when I get back."

"Not once did I hear anyone practicing their instrument."

Girls may not recognize the sound of the pipa.

But she still knew the sound of the instrument.

Now it is not a question of pipa or not.

But she never heard the sound of any musical instrument at home.



There's none……

The old man was disappointed again.



Noticing the old man's disappointment, the girl pursed her lips.

"that……"

"Maybe I just missed it."

After all, like most young people, every day, excluding sleeping time, she spends more time at the company than at home.

"I'll pay attention to it later."

"I'll tell you if you hear me."



"Really?"

The old man grinned.

"Thank you, little girl."

"If you find anything..."

"I'll live right across from you."

"You can knock on my door."



The girl raised her eyes and glanced at the hidden room behind the old man.

oh.

It turns out that the old man lives opposite her.

No wonder he came and knocked on the door so early.

The girl felt a little clearer in her heart.



It's no wonder that it's been a month since she moved here, but she still doesn't know the neighbors across the door.

Her time with the old man was staggered.

Today was really the first time she saw the old man.



"OK."

The girl nodded.

"I see."



"sorry to bother you."

The old man smiled.

Then he waved his hand.

"Okay, I won't disturb you anymore."

"If you are late for work by then, the old man will be guilty."

….

Why?

After the old man reminded her, the girl's heart really jumped.

etc.

what time is it now?



"go in."

The old man motioned to the girl to close the door.

"You might have to hurry up a little bit."

….

"Um."

The girl curled her mouth.

"Goodbye, grandpa."



"goodbye."

The old man watched the girl close the door.

Then he turned around and went to the house next door.

There are three households on their floor.

This house in front of me...

If nothing else happens...

The old man reached out and knocked on the door.



The old man knocked patiently on the door again for a while.



"Who?!"

This time, an impatient male voice came from behind the door.

The old man was slightly stunned.

The movements of his men stopped for a second and then resumed.



"who?"

The door was opened vigorously.

Obviously, it was quite emotional.

A slightly slovenly man appeared behind the wide open door.

Finding an old man standing outside, the man reached out and rubbed his hair.

It made that messy hair become more and more "branchy".

A veritable chicken coop.



The man's expression softened slightly.

"Old man, did you knock on the wrong door?"

The man's voice was hoarse and deep as if he hadn't woken up from sleep.

The man reached out and touched his neck.

He coughed a few times.

Ah.

His "moving" voice.

….

The old man was caught off guard by the man's question.

After being stunned for a second, he shook his head.

"No."



"I do not know you."

Men are very direct.

He leaned lazily against the doorframe.

Cross your feet.

He blinked a few times.

His vision was still a bit blurry.

He reached out and rubbed his temples.

He worked overtime last night and didn't come back until twelve o'clock.

This was the fourth consecutive day that he worked overtime until midnight, and then returned home in the early morning.

The good news is that his project is finally over.

He specially adjusted his sleep this morning and planned to sleep all morning to catch up on his sleep.

Who would have expected that I would be woken up by a knock on the door so early in the morning.

The fact that he was able to talk to the old man so nicely at this time is already a reflection of his good qualities.


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