Chapter 3759 The Last Household
A girl with long hair also came over.
"Not express delivery?"
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"no."
The girl with short hair shook her head.
She looked back.
"Do you know this old man?"
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"do not know."
The long-haired girl shook her head.
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Under the questioning eyes of the two girls, a smile appeared on the old man's face.
"Hello."
"I'm your neighbor who lives on the floor below."
"I just wanted to ask you something."
"Have you heard the sound of musical instruments playing at home these days?"
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The sound of musical instruments playing?
The two girls looked at each other.
"Did you hear it?"
"Did you hear it?"
The two girls said in unison.
"Pfft~"
The two girls laughed at the tacit understanding between each other and themselves.
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"No."
The short-haired girl was the first to shake her head at the old man.
"I didn't hear any instruments playing."
"I do not have either."
The girl with long hair shook her head.
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"No……"
The old man couldn't help but murmured.
He had a bad feeling.
The young man before said he didn't know and he didn't care too much.
The two girls also said they didn’t know.
He couldn't help but think...
Isn't it possible that no one else could hear the sound of the pipa besides him?
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Seeing the old man's disappointment, the two girls looked at each other, feeling a little sorry in their hearts.
"that……"
"We watch TV series and other things at home... the sound is louder."
The girl with short hair tried to make the old man feel better.
"So there are a lot of sounds that we won't notice."
"You can ask other people."
"They might have heard something."
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After being stunned for a moment, the old man smiled bitterly.
Very similar statement.
so……
Young people all have their own activities, practicing piano, listening to music, watching TV series...
None of them noticed the sound of pipa playing outside.
They are all immersed in their own world.
Is it only him, an old man who has nothing to do, that notices it?
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"I see."
The old man smiled at the two girls.
"Sorry to disturb you."
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"it's okay no problem."
The girl with short hair turned to the girl with long hair and stuck out her tongue slightly.
The old man looked really disappointed.
If possible, she also hoped that she could help.
pity.
There was nothing she could do.
She can't lie to the old man.
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The door is closed.
The smile on the old man's face faded until it disappeared.
He turned his head.
And the last family...
If the owner of this house continues to say that he doesn't know and doesn't hear...
The old man shook his head vigorously.
It's not time to get discouraged yet.
still have a chance.
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The old man took a deep breath.
He walked to the door of the last house.
Raise your hand.
"Dong dong~dong dong~dong dong~"
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The knock on the door echoed in the empty corridor.
Layers upon layers.
It actually made the old man feel a little deafened.
The old man's hand couldn't help but pause when he knocked on the door.
Did he... knock a little too hard?
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The old man exhaled slowly.
He told himself not to rush.
This is the last family.
There's nothing to rush.
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But, gradually...
The old man's complexion changed slightly.
His brows were furrowed.
No one came to open the door.
He has been knocking on the door for a while.
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Won't……
The owner of this house hasn't come back yet, has he?
The old man was unwilling to admit this guess.
But the passage of time and the silence inside the door made this guess more and more likely to become a reality.
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The old man felt a little irritable for a moment.
This is the only one left...
Obviously this one is the only one missing...
This was even more unpleasant than when he found all the rooms on this floor empty during the day.
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The old man took his hand back.
His hands were a little red.
He shook his hand gently.
He touched his hand again.
My heart was filled with emotions.
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"Excuse me……"
A somewhat hesitant voice came into the old man's ears.
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The old man turned around suddenly.
Being woken up suddenly by someone in a state of absent-mindedness is very heart-pounding.
The old man was a little frightened.
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"Feel sorry."
The woman dressed in white-collar clothes saw that she seemed to scare the old man.
She apologized.
"but……"
The woman walked up the last step.
"Why are you standing at my door?"
"Did you find the wrong door?"
The woman guessed.
Maybe it's just a coincidence.
After all, the old man seemed to be in a daze just now?
The old man may not even know where he is standing?
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Old man:......
Does he seem such a stupid person?
Why do so many people ask him if he is in the wrong place?
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"No."
The old man shook his head.
"I'm your downstairs neighbor."
The old man briefly explained his identity.
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"oh."
The white-collar woman suddenly realized.
"Hello."
"You came to me because..."
She began to recall what she had done at home to make the neighbor downstairs come to her door.
It's noisy?
impossible.
She is a person who is afraid of noise.
she-
"I want to ask you..."
The old man's voice interrupted the white-collar woman's random speculation.
The white-collar woman immediately began to listen attentively.
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"Have you heard the sound of musical instruments at home these days?"
The old man asked this question that he had asked many times.
this time……
Could his question have been answered differently?
The old man's hands hanging down by his sides were clenched into fists at some point.
This is the last family...
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"The sound of an instrument?"
Unexpected questions.
The white-collar woman's pupils widened in surprise for a moment.
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"Yes."
The old man nodded.
"The sound of an instrument."
"Did you hear that?"
Even if he allowed himself to calm down, the old man's hands could not help but clenched into fists.
He stared intently at the white-collar woman in front of him.
The heartbeat was so loud that he almost thought his ears were ringing.
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The white-collar woman swallowed her subconscious words.
She recalled it carefully.
Unfortunately.
Her answer was still the same.
The white-collar woman shook her head.
"No."
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It's a disappointing but not too surprising answer.
The old man's eyes dimmed for a moment.
Soon, the old man smiled.
"No, right?"
"OK."
"I see."
"Thank you."
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The white-collar woman smiled sheepishly.
"Thank you for what?"
"I didn't do anything to help."
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The old man shook his head slightly.
At least the other party gave him a positive answer.
Although it wasn't the answer he hoped for.
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The door in front of you closes.
The old man fell into a daze.
An increasingly clear sound of hurried footsteps called his attention back.
He turned his head.
It's a courier wearing a helmet.
An outfit that is clearly iconic.
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When the courier came up, the old man walked down the stairs.
He heard the courier's loud voice.
This chapter has been completed!