Chapter 3877 A rare opportunity

"indeed."

The old lady nodded slowly.

If she saw someone on the street suddenly yelling and couldn't see who he was yelling at...

She would think that person has something wrong with his brain.

So stay away from that person.

.....
This is the general reaction of the public.

Seeing more and more people like this old man, who knows what kind of rumors will be spread about the old man?
That would really be a big trouble.

……

“It’s really good.”

The old lady couldn't help but sigh.

When I first heard the old man say that the other party only stayed in their home because he said its performance was bad, and had been trying to change the old man's mind, I thought the other party was a little narrow-minded.

But now, she felt that maybe she really loved the pipa and was very confident in her performance, so she could not accept the old man's arbitrary criticism.

Speaking of arbitrary...

Given the old man’s hatred for the pipa, how could he listen to someone play a whole piece?

It must have been stopped at the beginning.

You still have the nerve to say that others play the piano badly...

Did the old man hear what was being played?

……

"Ah."

The old man nodded.

……

"so far so good."

The old lady suddenly looked relieved.

……

"what?"

The old man had a face full of question marks.

What's okay?
……

"Fortunately, he has no ill intentions."

The old lady glared at the old man.

"otherwise……"

Wouldn’t the old man be miserable?
That's a monster.

……

The old man understood what the old woman had not yet said.

He was slightly startled.

He hadn't thought of that.

"Yes."

……

“That’s right.”

The old lady was speechless.

"You."

"At least I still have some luck."

The old lady couldn't help but curl the corners of her mouth.

"If something happens to you, I won't know what happened."

……

The old man shook his head.

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

……

The old lady laughed.

"well."

"we agreed."

"Anyway..."

"Isn't this matter over?"

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

The old man told her so.

……

"Yes."

The old man nodded.

……

"Hey."

The old lady tapped her head.

How could she have forgotten 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's the same as not saying anything.

……

Old man:......

Fine.

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

"Let its friends come to me."

"I can't see it after all."

The old man found it quite strange that he had such thoughtful consideration for the monster.

……

"Do you have a hidden reason for hating Pipa?"

The old lady spoke.

.....
"Ah."

The old man responded smoothly.

The next second, he realized something was wrong.

……

The old lady has raised eyebrows.

"Oh~"

"There really is something hidden."

"Then when I asked you last time, you said you just hated it, why did you say that?"

……

Old man:......

He smiled awkwardly.

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

"It's just that it happened a long time ago and it's not a pleasant thing, so I don't want to talk about it anymore..."

……

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

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

…The old man opened his mouth slightly.

How did the old woman know?
He chuckled, "Well..."

"In that situation at that time...I..."

……

"okay."

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

"I won't bother you about the past."

"Can you tell me now?"

……

"Ah."

The old lady's agreement made the old man feel relieved.

He quickly told the old woman about his past experience.

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

Once raw, twice cooked.

This time, the old man told his wife about his "black history" in the past, and his speech was quite fast.

There was no hesitation or pause.

……

"….That's it."

The old man pursed his lips.

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

"I thought I had forgotten it, too."

"After all, the Pipa never appeared in my later life."

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

The old man smiled bitterly.

"I haven't forgotten."

“I actually still remember it.”

"I remember it today."

"I still care about it today."

"If nothing unexpected happens, my feelings towards Pipa will not change until I go to another world."

……

The old lady opened her mouth.

She wanted to say something...

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

The old man actually had 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 had the experience of being forced by their parents to take interest classes they don't like when they were young."

She didn't lie in this sentence.

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

I don't want to take interest classes.

It was painful to go there…

At that time, I also comforted them...

……

"I know."

The old man rubbed his forehead.

“… That’s what happened anyway.”

The old man didn't want to say too much about his stress reaction to the pipa.

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

“Just give up.”

"I shall never hear it played again."

……

"Oh~"

The old lady nodded in understanding.

"So that's it."

"You've been in this situation for so many years..."

“It’s hard to change.”

……

"Ah."

The old man grinned.

"So, don't worry about it."

He would never hear that monster play again.

There will be no intersection with that monster.

……

The old lady nodded.

The main thing is that it’s useless for her to care.

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

Hey……

"Old man."

The old lady was a little curious.

“Have you ever heard it performed in its entirety?”

“Isn’t it different from what humans play?”

"Yes or no-"

……

The old man made a pause gesture.

"No."

The old man shook his head.

"I interrupted it every time it made a sound."

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

……

The old lady felt a little regretful.

"oops……"

"You said you..."

“What a rare opportunity.”

"Couldn't you just for once not interrupt it and listen to it?"

"It might be played very well."

……

"..."

The old man actually had some regrets in his heart.

but……

He pouted.

"never mind."

"I'm not so lucky."

“Let other people who are destined to hear it.”

(End of this chapter)