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Chapter 3800 A rare opportunity

"indeed."

The old lady nodded slowly.

If she saw a person yelling suddenly on the street, she couldn't see who he was yelling at...

She will think that there is something wrong with that person's brain.

So stay far away from that person.

…..

This is the general reaction of the public.

Seeing that there are more people like the old man, and three people become tigers, who knows what the old man will be like?

That would really cause big trouble.



"It's really good."

The old lady couldn't help but sigh.

At first I heard that the old man said that the other party stayed at their home just because the old man said that its performance was unpleasant. He kept trying to get the old man to change his opinion, but he also thought that the other party was a little narrow-minded.

But now, she felt that she probably really liked the pipa so much and was very confident in her performance that she couldn't accept the old man's arbitrary criticism.

Talk about being arbitrary...

As much as the old man hates the pipa, can he listen to the whole song played?

It must have been stopped at the beginning.

I still have the nerve to say that my playing skills are terrible...

Did the old man listen to the music?



"Um."

The old man nodded.



"so far so good."

The old lady suddenly looked happy.



"ah?"

The old man had a question mark on his face.

What's okay?



"Fortunately, they didn't mean any harm."

The old lady glared at the old man.

"otherwise……"

Isn’t the old man miserable?

That's a monster.



The old man understood what the old woman had left unfinished.

He was slightly startled.

He didn't even think of this.

"Yes."



"That's right."

The old lady was speechless.

"You."

"Finally, I still have some luck."

The old lady couldn't help but curl her lips.

"Otherwise something happens to you, and I don't even know what happened."



The old man shook his head.

"...Can't you say something nice..."



The old lady laughed.

"well."

"we agreed."

"Anyway..."

"This matter is over, right?"

That monster will never come to their house again...

The old man told her so.



"Yes."

The old man nodded.



"Why."

The old lady knocked on her head.

How could she forget such an obvious question?

She looked at the old man.

"Why did it suddenly give up?"



The old man was stunned.

"Didn't I say that?"



"No."

The old lady shook her head.

"I don't know anyway."

That would be equivalent to not saying anything.



Old man:......

Fine.

"The other party guessed that I hated his Pipa for a hidden reason."

"Let his friends come to me."

"After all I can't see it."

The old man felt quite strange about the monster's thoughtful consideration.



"You hate Pipa for having hidden secrets?"

The old lady spoke.

…..

"Um."

The old man responded smoothly.

The next second, he realized something was wrong.



The old lady has high eyebrows.

"Oh~"

"There is indeed a hidden secret."

"Then when I asked you last time, you said you hate it just because you hate it. Is there any reason?"



Old man:......

He smiled awkwardly.

"I... didn't mean to lie to you."

"I just feel like it happened a long time ago and it's not a pleasant thing, so I don't want to mention it more..."



"But you told the kid, didn't you?"

The old lady's mind was particularly clear at this time.



The old man's mouth opened slightly.

How did the old woman know?

He sneered, "That..."

"In that situation...I..."



"okay."

The old lady couldn't bear to hear this stumbling explanation.

"I don't care about the past with you anymore."

"Then can you tell me now?"



"Um."

The old lady let go and the old man breathed a sigh of relief.

He quickly told the old woman his past experience.

Maybe it’s because I’ve already said it before…

Once raw, twice ripe.

This time, the old man talked to the old woman about his past "dark history" very quickly.

There is no confusion or pause.



"…...That's it."

The old man pursed his lips.

"Maybe for many people, it's just a small thing..."

"I thought I forgot too."

"After all, Pipa will never appear again in my life."

"But some time ago, I heard the sound of the pipa again for the first time in a long time, and I found..."

The old man smiled bitterly.

"I haven't forgotten."

"I actually always remember it."

"Remember today."

"I also noticed it today."

"No surprise, until I go to another world, my feelings for Pipa will not change."



The old lady opened her mouth.

What did she want to say...

This was the first time she heard the old man talk about these things.

The old man actually has such a past?

The old lady was surprised.

She reached out and patted the old man's arm.

"……fine."

"It's in the past."

The old lady comforted the old man.

"Many children have the experience of being pressured by their parents to attend interest classes they don't like when they were young."

She didn't lie.

She vaguely remembered that more than one person had complained to her about similar things.

I don’t want to take interest classes.

It’s a pain to go there…

At that time, I also comforted them...



"I know."

The old man rubbed his forehead.

"...That's what it is anyway."

Regarding his stress reaction to Pipa, the old man didn’t want to say too much.

"In short, the other party knows that there is no way to solve my situation..."

"Just gave up."

"I'll never hear it played again."



"Oh~"

The old lady nodded understandingly.

"So that's it."

"You've been like this for so many years..."

"It's very difficult to change."



"Um."

The old man grinned.

"So, don't worry about it."

He would never hear that monster play again.

I won't have any contact with that monster anymore.



The old lady nodded.

Mainly, it's useless for her to care.

She couldn't even hear the sound of the pipa.

Why……

"Old man."

The old lady was a little curious.

"Have you ever heard it played in its entirety?"

"Isn't it different from human performance?"

"Yes or no-"



The old man made a pause gesture.

"No."

The old man shook his head.

"Every time it makes a sound I interrupt it."

"I can't stand the sound of the pipa."



The old lady felt a little sorry.

"oops……"

"You said you..."

"What a rare opportunity."

"Can't you just listen to it for once without interrupting it?"

"It might play very well."



"..."

The old man actually felt a little bit regretful about this in his heart.

but……

He pouted.

"never mind."

"I am not so lucky."

"Let other people who are destined to listen to its performance."


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