"That's what the kid said."

The old man pursed his lips.

…..

old lady:……

"You're okay..."

"...I am not even half a destined person..."

The old lady has some brains-

No.

It's very confusing.

…

"This is so..."

The old lady covered her head.

It looks like it's "overloaded".

"too……"

The old lady took a deep breath.

"Too strange."

"Too strange……"

…

The old lady kept mumbling.

All her past perceptions told her that what the old man said could not be true.

But……

The old man said it very sincerely.

There is no trace of joking or deception at all.

She couldn't help but believe that...such ridiculous things from the old man's mouth...were true.

…

"You believe it?"

The old lady couldn't help but ask the old man again.

…

"I have no idea……"

The old man smiled bitterly.

"I don't want to believe it..."

"But……"

His personal experience confused him.

…

The old lady was silent.

She understood the old man's dilemma.

Because she is also very confused.

…

"……never mind."

The old man shook his head.

"Forget it."

…

ah?

The old lady looked at the old man.

Forget it……

…

"Um."

The old man twitched his lips.

"That kid was right."

"I don't have to worry too much."

"Because I will never meet that guy playing the pipa again."

"What's the use of thinking too much?"

…

Why?

The old lady was stunned for a moment.

In the future... we will never meet again?

"It's... gone?"

The old lady asked hesitantly.

…

"yes."

The old man couldn't help but look around the balcony.

"Otherwise, why would I come to the balcony today?"

Just because he knew it was gone and that he would never hear the sound of the pipa, he came to the balcony that he had not seen for a long time.

…

The old lady nodded blankly.

right.

She also wondered why the old man suddenly figured it out today...

To be honest, she always felt that the old man's behavior of not coming to the balcony because he could hear the sound of pipa on the balcony was... a bit of a fuss.

I wish the old man could figure it out.

She was curious about the opportunity for the old man to figure it out.

I didn't expect it to be such a reason.

etc……

Having said this, the old lady frowned, and she thought of a new question.

"that……"

"it……"

The old lady paused, "Why do you want to stay at our house?"

"Why are you leaving now?"

It's not like I stayed at their house for such a long time out of curiosity.

I got tired of living there, so I left...

…

Well……

this problem……

The old man touched his neck.

He felt his throat was a little itchy.

He coughed twice slightly.

…

"...It's my reason."

The old man lowered his eyes and looked at the flower pot on one side.
To be continued...