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Chapter 3799 I just hate it

"That's what the kid said."

The old man pursed his lips.

…..

old lady:……

"You're okay..."

"...I am not even half a destined person..."

The old lady has some brains-

No.

It's very confusing.



"This is so..."

The old lady covered her head.

It looks like it's "overloaded".

"too……"

The old lady took a deep breath.

"Too strange."

"Too strange……"



The old lady kept mumbling.

All her past perceptions told her that what the old man said could not be true.

But……

The old man said it very sincerely.

There is no trace of joking or deception at all.

She couldn't help but believe that...such ridiculous things from the old man's mouth...were true.



"You believe it?"

The old lady couldn't help but ask the old man again.



"I have no idea……"

The old man smiled bitterly.

"I don't want to believe it..."

"But……"

His personal experience confused him.



The old lady was silent.

She understood the old man's dilemma.

Because she is also very confused.



"……never mind."

The old man shook his head.

"Forget it."



ah?

The old lady looked at the old man.

Forget it……



"Um."

The old man twitched his lips.

"That kid was right."

"I don't have to worry too much."

"Because I will never meet that guy playing the pipa again."

"What's the use of thinking too much?"



Why?

The old lady was stunned for a moment.

In the future... we will never meet again?

"It's... gone?"

The old lady asked hesitantly.



"yes."

The old man couldn't help but look around the balcony.

"Otherwise, why would I come to the balcony today?"

Just because he knew it was gone and that he would never hear the sound of the pipa, he came to the balcony that he had not seen for a long time.



The old lady nodded blankly.

right.

She also wondered why the old man suddenly figured it out today...

To be honest, she always felt that the old man's behavior of not coming to the balcony because he could hear the sound of pipa on the balcony was... a bit of a fuss.

I wish the old man could figure it out.

She was curious about the opportunity for the old man to figure it out.

I didn't expect it to be such a reason.

etc……

Having said this, the old lady frowned, and she thought of a new question.

"that……"

"it……"

The old lady paused, "Why do you want to stay at our house?"

"Why are you leaving now?"

It's not like I stayed at their house for such a long time out of curiosity.

I got tired of living there, so I left...



Well……

this problem……

The old man touched his neck.

He felt his throat was a little itchy.

He coughed twice slightly.



"...It's my reason."

The old man lowered his eyes and looked at the flower pot on one side.



"Your reason?"

The old lady was surprised.

"What's your reason?"



The old man pursed his lips.

"I don't like Pipa -"

"You don't like it?"

The old lady rolled her eyes.

"You're so annoying."



Old man:......

Couldn't he use more euphemistic words?

"right."

"It's annoying."

Now that it has been "exposed", the old man does not deny it.

Instead, he nodded simply.



"But it likes the lute very much."

The old man smiled incredulously.

He never thought that one day he would encounter...a monster.

Still a monster who likes pipa.

This life... is really unexpected.



"Um."

The old lady nodded.

She still didn't fully understand the connection between the two.

One of them hates pipa, the other likes pipa.

so……

What's wrong?



"I just hate Pipa, no matter what the other person's level is."

There was a hint of sigh in the old man's voice.

Some things will be slowly washed away by the endless river of time.

But some things, due to the erosion of the river of time, will become deeper and deeper into the bottom of the river, and can no longer be removed.

For him, Pipa is the latter.



"As soon as I hear the sound of the pipa, I get sick of it."

After so much foreshadowing, the old man finally said the following words, "...I said that its performance was very unpleasant."



The old lady opened her mouth wide.

ah?



"Doesn't it like Pipa very much?"

The old man touched his neck and cleared his throat.

"Ahem~"

"So when I said that its performance was terrible,..."

"very angry."



The old lady couldn't help but nod.

This is easy to understand.

No one likes to be criticized casually for what they love.

No matter how good-tempered anyone is, they will get angry.

"you……"



As if he knew what the old lady was going to say, the old man said first, "I didn't know it was next to me at the time."



"You'd be embarrassed if you knew it."

The old lady rolled her eyes.

Just the old man’s exaggerated reaction to Pipa…

At the moment when he heard the pipa, what sense could the old man have?



The old man's eyes drifted a little guiltily.

"……Won't."

"I'll just make it stop playing."

"Ahem~"

The old man quickly changed the subject.

"Anyway, it's very angry about my evaluation of its pipa..."

"Just want to change my opinion..."



"ah!"

The old lady understood.

"So it took up residence in our house and kept playing the pipa to you, hoping to make you change your mind?"



"Um."

The old man nodded.

He can understand the other party's idea.

But also very helpless.

Maybe the other party really loves Pipa so much that he cares so much about the evaluation of an unrelated person...



"Why?"

The old lady discovered another problem.

"Then why did you hear the sound of the pipa on the balcony?"

"It lives in our house, shouldn't you be able to hear the sound of the pipa no matter where you are?"



"Are you trying to drive me crazy?"

The old man's face was severely twitched.



The old lady sneered.

"no……"

"Isn't that weird?"

She simply raised questions about the situation.



"Because it has no ill will towards me."

The old man thought of what the child said.

There was some emotion in his expression.

"So, it didn't disrupt my life too much."

"You didn't let me hear the sound of the pipa outside."

"Otherwise, you can imagine..."

As if he was afraid that the old lady wouldn't understand, the old man explained in detail, "I heard sounds outside that others couldn't hear, and I also made some reactions..."



"That's a big reaction from you."

The old lady corrected the old man's tactful remarks.

Is that some kind of reaction to yelling?

Anyone who sees it will think that the old man is a grumpy old man.



Old man:......

"That's it……"

"Wouldn't others think I was weird if I reacted?"


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