Chapter 3864 That's It

The old man has a very good relationship with his father.

Father-
Why! ?

The old man responded, "You mean..."

……

Xiao Xiao smiled.

"Isn't it good that you and your son are in harmony?"

Why bother over a small disagreement?

……

"……Too."

The old man grinned.

There are countless problems when children get along with their parents.

If every issue is dealt with so fussily, the relationship between children and parents will become too tiring.

It will also consume the relationship between children and parents.

Not worth the candle.

no need.

……

"you're right."

The old man nodded.

"Gululu~"

The old man covered his stomach all of a sudden.

……

The old man suddenly felt embarrassed.

He hoped the young men around him didn't hear his stomach growling.

But he also knew that at such a close distance and with his stomach growling so loudly, how could others not hear it?

The old man felt a little annoyed.

He should have gone home to eat after his morning exercise.

Who would have thought...

I was stopped by this young man and have been delayed until now.

……

Xiao Xiao smiled apologetically.

"Excuse me."

"Sir, thank you for taking so long."

"I have finished asking my questions."

"Thank you for answering my question."

"You should go back earlier."

……

"oh-"

The old man was about to nod, but suddenly he thought of something and changed his words, "Wait."

"I answered your question."

"You haven't answered my question yet."

"This is not good."

"Besides, you promised me..."

The old man looked like he was saying, "Don't even think about getting away with it."

……

Xiao Xiao laughed.

"Yes."

"I should answer your question, too."

……

"Yes."

The other party's good attitude made the old man nodded with satisfaction.

The reason why he was willing to tell this young man so much was because although this young man seemed to be persistent, he always knew how to keep a good sense of propriety.

It will not make the person being harassed feel disgusted or annoyed.

This is a very polite young man.

In fact, this young man didn't give him the impression that he would pester others.

and so……

Do the friends this young man is talking about really exist?
For friends...

That's why I persisted...

Thinking of this, the old man couldn't help but feel a little emotional.

The friendship between young people is always touching.

of course.

Friendships are beautiful at any age.

It’s just that the friendship among young people is like the midday sun; the friendship among young people also gives people such a feeling.

It will be more enthusiastic, energetic and outgoing.

It's easy to get infected.

……

"Can you tell me about your friend now?"

The old man was really curious about this mysterious friend.

For a moment, I didn't even feel hungry.

"How did he know I hated the Pipa?"

"And how do you know that I heard the performance of the pipa during this period?"

"Or am I the only one who heard it..."

He found it hard to understand how anyone could know this.

He thought about it carefully...

There is no such person around him.

Except the old woman.

Could it be that the old woman really told others?
The old man began to waver.

When you have eliminated the impossible, whatever remains, no matter how implausible, must be the fact.

Could it be... like this?

……

"Who do you think it is?"

Xiao Xiao raised the corner of his mouth.

……

"Don't fool me."

The old man waved.

"How can I guess who it is?"

"I even suspected that your friend had installed a camera on me when I wasn't paying attention..."

Otherwise, how could that guy know so many things about him that he doesn't tell others?

Well.

Although they are all about the pipa.

Apart from anything else, that mysterious friend probably really likes the pipa.

……

Xiao Xiao smiled. "Didn't you hear the performance of the pipa these days?"

……

"Yes."

Speaking of this, the old man can't help but feel angry.

“I don’t know who it is…”

"I asked around, but couldn't find the person who played the pipa..."

"Don't let me find that guy..."

"otherwise……"

……

"that's it."

Xiao Xiao's eyebrows curved slightly.

……

what?
The old man was taken aback.

what?
The old man didn't react.

There was a look of confusion on his face.

……

“The lute music you hear is what it plays.”

Xiao Xiao smiled.

……

"..."

A second later, the old man opened his mouth.

"What!?"

……

"What did you say?!"

The old man turned around suddenly.

He looked straight at the young man.

The old man almost tilted his body and fell out due to the excessive movement.

……

Xiao Xiao reached out and supported the old man in time.

"Be careful."

He waited until the old man sat down firmly before letting go of his hand.

……

"Ah, oh oh."

The old man responded somewhat absentmindedly.

Even though he nearly fell, the old man's full attention was still on what the young man had just said.

"What did you say?"

The old man repeated again.

"you say……"

The old man couldn't help rubbing his ears.

He wondered if he had heard it wrong.
Or did I understand it wrongly?

"The pipa music I heard recently...was it played by your friend?!"

"How can it be!?"

Without waiting for the young man to respond, the old man couldn't help but blurt out.

……

"Why isn't it possible?"

Xiao Xiao was not angry because of the old man's suspicion.

Instead, he asked back patiently.

The old man's reaction was not too unexpected.

……

Why is it impossible?

The old man laughed angrily.

He wanted to ask more.

"How can it be……"

"..."

The old man opened his mouth.

But no sound came out.

He found that he couldn't explain why it was impossible.

……

impossible.

was the old man’s first reaction.

He didn't think much about it.

but……

yes……

Why is it impossible?

……

“He’s my neighbor?”

The old man calmed down a little.

He told himself not to get excited.

His fingers dug into the flesh on the back of his hand.

The slight pain made the old man's confused mind clearer.

……

"No."

Xiao Xiao shook his head.

……

This is another unexpected answer.

The old man's fingers dug ever harder into the back of his hand.

“He’s not my neighbor…”

The old man murmured.

He had a feeling that he was right.

After all, who are your neighbors?

He thought he was still clear.

Even if you don't talk to some neighbors, you can always tell by their looks.

and……

"I also thought it was my neighbor playing the pipa before."

"On the same floor as me..."

"The one on the upper floor... the one on the lower floor..."

"I knocked on every door and asked."

"Don't even mention finding the person who played it..."

"They haven't even heard the sound of the lute."

(End of this chapter)