Then, stop thinking about things that are no longer possible.
…
"Why."
The old man suddenly sighed.
…
The old lady was slightly stunned.
"What?"
"I'm just kidding."
"Do you really feel sorry?"
"Then who told you-"
…
"yes."
The old man interrupted the old lady.
"I'm a little sorry."
The old man looked at the top of the balcony.
"If this matter hadn't involved my hated Pipa..."
"I can tell the children about this as my magical experience."
pity.
The most important key to this matter is the pipa.
If he wanted to tell his grandkids about his grandpa's magical experience, he would also have to tell his grandpa's "dark history" as well.
Then he refused.
…
old lady:……
It turned out to be a pity for this.
She thought...
The old lady was a little angry.
"what is the relationship?"
"You just want to save face."
When we look back on some embarrassing, unlucky or disputed experiences as children as adults, most people look back on them with a somewhat playful attitude.
This is childhood.
Who hasn’t done something stupid or regretful when they were young?
No big deal.
…
The old man closed his eyes slightly and pretended not to hear what the old lady said.
Anyway, it is impossible for him to reconcile with Pipa in this life.
…
The old lady shook her head.
Nothing more was said.
…
"Pipa ghost."
After the old man left, Xiao Xiao looked at Pipa Ghost, his eyebrows slightly arched.
"You don't have to care about what the old man thinks."
"He has some prejudice against Pipa because of his special experience."
"It's not that you don't play the pipa well."
"It's just that he can't listen to the sound of the pipa at all."
…
"Drink~"
Pipa Ghost nodded.
It knows.
Every time it only played one syllable, the old man stopped it.
To be precise, the old man had never heard its performance at all.
How could the old man's words be a judgment on its performance?
Although it feels that even if it only plays one syllable, it still sounds good.
It has absolute confidence in its own playing.
…..
never mind.
Pipa Ghost looked at Lord Xiao Xiao.
Since Mr. Xiao Xiao said that this matter is over, it is over.
It actually wanted to leave the balcony.
After all, I was rudely interrupted every time I played.
It will also feel unhappy.
While it's playing, the listener only has to do one thing.
That means listening carefully.
…..
Pipa Ghost's performance does not necessarily require an audience.
It can be played to the breeze and drizzle.
Maybe a passing bird will land on a nearby branch.
He tilted his head and looked at it.
If it must need an audience...
There is Mr. Xiao Xiao.
…
Pipa Ghost soon returned to his happy mood.
For it, there is no such thing as wasting time.
It's a lot of time.
The flowers on the balcony are also quite beautiful.
It played several songs for the flowers.
and……
It also met Master Xiao Xiao because of this matter.
This incident can be regarded as providing a reason for it to go to Mr. Xiao Xiao.
Thinking of this, Pipa Ghost felt that he had not lost at all.
…
Xiao Xiao smiled.
Pipa Ghost just let it go.
"Let's talk as we walk?"
The old man left.
He has been standing here a little conspicuous.
…
Pipa Ghost nodded.
It followed Master Xiao Xiao step by step.
…
The sun is just right.
There is a pleasant fragrance of flowers in the air.
Gradually, the sounds of human voices and traffic became clearer.
Xiao Xiao was walking on the street.
…..
The Pipa Ghost fiddles with the strings of the Pipa from time to time, making a crisp and sweet sound.
Under the bright sunshine, it seemed to bring a bit of coolness.
…
"Baby?"
The woman was confused and followed the child who suddenly let go of the hand holding her pants and staggered forward.
"What's wrong?"
She raised her eyes and looked ahead.
What grabs a child's attention?
…
The woman saw a colorful boutique.
Is it this store?
Before she could say anything, she saw the child walking straight past the store.
No stopping.
The woman was a little surprised.
Isn't it this store?
…
"careful."
The woman grabbed the child.
The two girls who were smiling and talking were a little startled.
They didn't notice that such a small child was about to bump into them.
They smiled sheepishly and left.
…
"where are you going?"
The woman was a little angry.
"It was very dangerous just now."
A child this young cannot withstand a bump.
What should I do if something goes wrong?
…
"When walking, you should pay attention to see if there is anyone in front of you and avoid it in time..."
The woman talked a lot.
But she soon discovered...
The kid wasn't listening at all.
No.
I didn't listen to her.
…
Seeing the child's face turned sideways as if listening to something, in confusion, the woman temporarily swallowed her words to educate the child.
She reached out and poked her child's face.
Then he asked, "What are you listening to?"
The woman couldn't help but prick up her ears.
There are a lot of sounds around.
Human voices, car sounds, and many other noises.
They are all ordinary sounds.
The woman found no sound in it that could attract the child's attention.
She was confused.
This has never happened before when I took my children shopping.
…
"Baby."
The woman used a little force to straighten the child's head.
"What are you listening to?"
…
The child opens his eyes wide.
The dark eyes were shining brightly.
"Nice voice."
The already milky voice became softer and softer because of the child's happy mood.
…
The woman couldn't help but touch the child's head.
Her children are so cute.
But……
The child's simple description made the woman understand and confused at the same time.
Of course she understands what a nice voice means.
She looked around again.
Put your hands behind your ears.
Nice voice……
Her ears picked up many sounds.
But the nice sound...
She didn't notice.
They are all very common sounds.
The children have heard it several times.
Why was the reaction so big this time?
…
"What a nice sound?"
The woman asks about the child.
"Mom didn't seem to hear."
…
"ah."
The child took the woman's hand and moved his short legs.
"Mom, the voice is gone."
…
Why?
The woman let the child pull her and moved forward passively.
…
"listen."
The child turned his head and smiled at the woman.
"listen well."
…
woman:……
She rubbed her ears.
Sounds good?
what sound?
She really... didn't hear anything that a child could call nice.