Chapter 3862 Blame
"I cried and made a scene."

The old man smiled bitterly.

"No matter what my dad said, I refused."

"hysterical."

"…I pissed off my dad."

"He forced me to learn the pipa."

……

“…I haven’t been learning the pipa for very long.”

The old man's face twitched slightly.

“I have always resisted…”

"Although that period was not long, it left a deep shadow on me."

"For me, it can even be called a nightmare."

"…During that time, I was in a cold war with my family."

"I don't dare to really go against my father's wishes."

"But I can't really bring myself to accept the idea of ​​learning the Pipa."

"Especially when someone in my class later found out that I was learning the Pipa, I wasn't sure if they were just teasing me or laughing at me as I thought..."

"But for me, who had been suppressed for so long, regardless of whether they had any ill intentions or not, their expressions and voices became the last straw that broke the camel's back."

“It’s my first time…”

"I got into a fight at school."

The old man frowned.

It happened many years ago...

Talking about it now, he still seems to vaguely remember how he felt at that time.

He was a little surprised.

“…The teacher called the parents over.”

After a pause, the old man continued.

"Knowing that I was the first to start the fight and that I refused to admit my fault, my father slapped me in the face."

The old man touched his face unconsciously.

That was the only time he was beaten.

At that time, what he cared more about than the pain of being beaten was the fact that he was beaten by his father, and that his father beat him in front of his teachers and classmates... in front of many people.

Children are very concerned about their reputation.

He still remembered how ashamed and angry he felt at that time.

I just felt like the whole world was collapsing.

If he hadn't been caught by his father when he ran out, he would never have been able to break free from his father's shackles...

He didn't know what he would do.

……

Children always cry and laugh easily.

It's also easy...the sky collapses and the earth breaks apart.

……

"The final result of that incident was..."

The old man came back to his senses from his memories and went straight to the end.

"I take full responsibility."

“The guys said they were just joking.”

"I didn't expect that I was so serious..."

"I have a bad temper."

"He hits people at every turn."

"It's my fault."

"Everything is my fault."

……

"Although I was beaten pretty badly too."

The old man grinned and couldn't help showing some pride.

“But they are worse off.”

"They still beat me with three of them."

"I didn't know I was so good at fighting."

"…I guess it's because I'm holding back my anger."

Even though the old man didn't know the reason at first, he figured it out later.

"I acted in anger."

And there were no signs.

They were caught off guard and confused, and lost both the initiative and momentum.

He succeeded in one blow.

of course.

When they realized what was happening later, he was in trouble.

I was just angry in my heart and couldn't feel the pain in my body.

It feels like being "red-eyed".

……

The old man shook his head slightly.

When talking about his past "great achievements", he couldn't stop talking.

……

"I was called to school by my parents for this fight, was slapped in the face in public, and was asked by the teacher to write a letter of apology and read it in front of the whole class."

"And apologize to those students who took action..."

In short, I did a lot of things that made the children feel embarrassed...

At one point he even didn't want to go to school anymore.

but……

The old man curled his lips. "This fight is not without benefit."

He glanced at the young man next to him.

"The only good thing about this fight is..."

"My father no longer forces me to learn the pipa."

He has always been good in both character and study, and gets along well with his classmates.

This time he actually fought with others.

He took the initiative.

Everyone was surprised.

Mom came over and talked to him for a long time.

Then, at the dinner table, Dad told him...

"Since you don't want to learn the pipa, forget it."

……

"In fact, if Dad still didn't give up, I was going to skip classes."

The old man stretched out his legs.

Stretch my muscles.

"I had a fight over the pipa, and my parents were called because of the fight. My father slapped me... I had to read a letter of apology in front of the whole class..."

"Apologize in public..."

"I blame all the shame that comes with this on Pipa."

"If my father hadn't forced me to learn the pipa, none of this would have happened."

"The source of everything is the Pipa."

“At that time, my dislike for the lute reached its peak.”

“I even hate it a little bit.”

"Pipa has done me so much harm."

"I have always been smooth sailing. I am a good child in the eyes of my parents, a good student in the eyes of my teachers, and a good monitor in the eyes of my classmates."

"…….I was so afraid that the impression I left on them would change after that incident…"

“I became a bad kid who fought and a bad student.”

“I was afraid that my classmates would look at me strangely.”

……

The old man looked up.

The clear blue sky comes into view.

The sun shines through the gaps in the leaves above.

A faint light appeared in the old man's somewhat cloudy eyes.

……

"…I couldn't sleep or eat well during that period."

"fortunately."

"With the lute gone from my life..."

"As time goes by……"

“Everything is slowly returning to normal.”

"My father later sent me to learn calligraphy."

"They say I have a bad temper and need to learn some self-cultivation skills to calm my temper."

"For me, as long as it's not the Pipa, I'm willing to do it."

……

"Later, all my classmates knew that I had good calligraphy."

"And no one remembers that I once learned to play the pipa."

"My wife doesn't even know that I once learned to play the pipa."

The old man smiled.

"of course."

"I only studied it for more than two months back then, and I still held the psychology of rejection."

“I didn’t learn very well.”

"Now that so many years have passed, it's like I haven't learned anything at all."

……

"only……"

The old man finally looked at the young man next to him again.

"I don't know how to play the pipa anymore."

“But my hatred for the Pipa is deeply engraved in my heart.”

"Even after all these years..."

"When I heard the sound of the pipa again..."

"I recognized it immediately."

"My temper flared up all of a sudden."

It comes naturally...

Conditioned reflex...

It's almost like a physiological reaction.

Not controlled by his own subjective consciousness.

……

"I hate the lute."

The old man said it calmly.

First time to someone -
When a strange child talked about things that happened many years ago, the old man was immersed in his memories of the past, and his previous irritability gradually disappeared.

After all, it happened many years ago...

　ps: Thank you Cangqiong Qianjue for the reward~(*︶*)!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)