Chapter 3829 Seriously?

The old man was once again stunned by the young man's words.

Compared to the girl just now, this man is obviously more communicative...

How to say?
Not so smooth?
The old man smiled embarrassedly.

He naturally noticed the fatigue and sleepiness on the man's face, "Sorry."

"Sorry to bother you."

"I just want to ask you..."

The old man got straight to the point.

"Did you hear the sound of the lute at home?"

He did not ask the man in front of him whether he was practicing the pipa, as he did with the girl just now.
After all, the pipa is a relatively unpopular instrument.

Most of the people who practice pipa are girls.

The man in front of him looked like he wanted to end the conversation as quickly as possible, so he didn't proceed step by step and just asked the most crucial question directly.

……

"lute……"

The man was stunned. "The sound of...?"

The man reached out and rubbed his forehead.

Because of this unexpected question, he became slightly more sober.

……

"No."

The man shook his head.

"I don't hear any pipa."

……

The old man was disappointed.

But not that disappointing.

The moment he saw the man, he had a vague premonition in his heart.

but……

Girls are not.

Neither are men.

So in the end...

The voice he heard clearly...really felt very close to him...

……

"If there's nothing else..."

Although he also felt sorry for the old man's disappointment.

But he could do nothing to help.

Moreover, his current condition made him feel dizzy.

He just wanted to get back to his bed as soon as possible.

He doesn't care about anything else.

I don’t want to care either.

……

The old man suddenly became anxious.

and many more……

"Are you alone at home?"

An idea suddenly occurred to the old man.

He couldn't wait to ask.

……

The man has raised eyebrows.

"Yes."

The man nodded.

"I'm the only one at home."

……

The light in the old man's eyes dimmed.

There is only one man...

……

"Excuse me."

The man put his hand on the door handle.

"I can't help you."

……

The old man immediately smiled and waved his hand.

"I'm disturbing you."

"Rest."

……

The man closed the door.

……

The old man stood there in a daze.

……

"Old man?"

The old lady opened the door and came out.

Turning her eyes slightly, she saw the old man standing at the door of someone's house.

She frowned.

"Why didn't you say anything when you came out?"

"People who didn't see you when I came out of the kitchen thought you were gone."

"Do you know how many times I called you?"

The old lady kept complaining.

It was so early in the morning and she wasted her voice like this.

Really are……

……

"……What's wrong?"

After muttering a few words, the old lady realized that something was wrong with the old man and her expression froze.

She walked over to the old man.

Look concerned.

"Why are you so dumb?"

"What happened?"

She glanced at the door next to her.

"Why are you standing at someone's door?"

……

It wasn't until the old lady grabbed the old man's arm that he came back to his senses.

He smiled at the old woman.

"fine."

……

"You're okay like this?"

The old lady rolled her eyes in disbelief.

"Do you really think I'm old and blind?"

……

"...We'll talk about it when we get back."

The old man didn't know how to explain for a moment.

I can only say this.

……

The old lady stared at the old man for a while.

"it is good."

indeed.

It was indeed inappropriate for them to talk about things standing at someone else's doorstep.

……

The old man walked into the house first.

The old lady then closed the door behind her.

.....
They changed into slippers in the entrance hall.

They walked into the living room one after the other. …

"Go ahead."

Finally, it was the old lady who spoke to break the silence between them.

"what happened?"

She stared at the old man's face.

Don't miss any change on the other person's face.

"What are you doing out so early in the morning?"

"You're standing at someone's door..."

"Do you know that family?"

"You have something to do with him?"

"you-"

……

"stop."

The old man was a little overwhelmed by the old lady's endless questions.

He hurriedly called out to stop.

"How can you answer so many of your questions?"

……

"Answer them one by one."

The old lady put her hands on her hips.

Pretending to look fierce.

"Answer honestly."

"Don't play dumb with me."

……

The old man blinked.

Then a wry smile appeared on his face.

"well."

"I see."

"Let's sit down and talk."

The old man sat down on the sofa.

Without the old man's invitation, the old lady had already sat down next to him.

……

The old man pondered for a while.

He tilted his head.

He met the old lady's eyes staring at him.

The corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

"Why are you interrogating me like a criminal..."

……

The old lady raised her eyebrows.

"Do you also feel that you have done something wrong?"

……

Old man:......

He shook his head helplessly.

"What have I done wrong?"

"All right."

Seeing that the old lady was about to speak again, the old man quickly made a gesture.

"Do you still want to listen to me?"

……

The old lady closed her mouth.

A look of you're about to say it.

……

The old man smiled.

The smile quickly faded from his face.

The old man sighed slightly.

"I woke up in the middle of the night last night..."

The old man decided to start from the beginning.

This is clearer.

This also saves my wife from bombarding me with questions one by one.

……

Ok?
A totally unexpected beginning...

The old lady's mouth opened slightly.

Finally, she pursed her lips.

Waiting patiently for the old man's next words.

……

"...When I passed by the living room, I saw the beautiful flowers on the balcony..."

Having said that, the old man subconsciously turned his head and glanced at the flowers on the balcony.

Soon, he looked away.

"I'll just go to the balcony and take a look."

"result……"

……

result?

The old lady held her breath unconsciously.

What's the result?
……

"And then I heard the sound of the lute playing again."

The old man smiled bitterly.

He reached up and rubbed his temple.

The memory of last night came back to him.

He frowned unconsciously.

……

"The sound of the pipa?"

The old lady was surprised, "You heard it again!?"

"What time is that?"

"What time did you get to the balcony?"

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"Two thirty."

The old man was sure.

"I got up and checked the time."

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"Half past two..."

The old lady murmured.

She looked at the old man, "It's 2:30 in the morning?"

……

"if not?"

The old man almost wanted to roll his eyes.

……

"so late……"

The old lady thought it was a bit absurd and unbelievable, "There are still people practicing the pipa?"

"too……"

The old lady was at a loss for words for a moment.

"…Are you that serious?"

……

"Looks like it is."

The old man nodded.

(End of this chapter)