Chapter 3368 Didn’t speak
Pipa Ghost hugged Pipa and left the eaves of this shelter from the rain.
……
What happened next was indeed as Pipa Ghost expected.
It never met the boy under the roof on a rainy day again.
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The drizzle of rain fell along the eaves.
Looking at the rain curtain in front of him, Pipa Ghost stretched out his hand.
The pale palm seemed to have a faint glow under the dim sky.
……
Um?
The sound coming from around him made him turn his head.
The next second, it was slightly startled.
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The old lady carrying the cloth bag stooped slightly.
He squinted his eyes and looked at the gloomy sky.
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The pipa ghost's hand flicked lightly.
The light tone is mixed in with the sound of wind and rain, as if it is contaminated with water vapor, making it even more ethereal.
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The old lady showed no reaction.
Pipa Ghost doesn't care either.
One after another, they plucked the strings.
Like the sound of rain.
It hits people's hearts.
Hmm.
It is in the hearts of those who can hear it.
What a pity...
Most of the Pipa Ghost's performances or moods had no audience.
……
certainly.
It's a pity for those who can't hear it.
Pipa Ghost didn't feel any pity.
Never before-
Playing it is instinctive.
It is a habit engraved in the bones and blood.
It's the Pipa ghost.
Its performance does not require applause and appreciation from the audience.
It is enough that it has itself.
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After that...
Nor will it.
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Pipa Ghost paused in his narration.
It looked at the human in front of it.
Hmm.
It never thought that in the future it would know Lord Xiao Xiao.
Even among the humans who can see it, Master Xiao Xiao is special.
Lord Xiao Xiao said...
They are friends.
……
After a brief distraction, Pipa Ghost continued his story.
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That child was just a small episode in its long life.
That eave rarely goes behind it.
How long it stays in one place is completely arbitrary.
Maybe for a long time.
Maybe it's just the way.
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The child disappeared from its memory.
Until...
After many years...
It actually met the child again.
Under that familiar roof.
On a familiar rainy day.
In the familiar summer.
Too many coincidences will inevitably stimulate dusty memories.
This is especially true for emotional humans.
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The children of yesteryear have grown up.
Just...
When we first met, those dark, shiny eyes looking at the heavy rain seemed to be covered with a layer of dust.
Gloomy and obscure.
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"...Here..."
The man murmured.
"Huh?"
The girl next to him immediately turned to look at the man, "What?"
The tension in my heart relaxed a little.
……
The man didn't look at the girl.
Still looking at the sky.
Let the slanting drizzle carried by the wind hit his face.
"...Suddenly I remembered something..."
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"What?"
The girl hugged the document bag in her arms tightly.
There was some confusion on his face.
"Is there something you didn't handle just now?"
"Then let's-"
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"No."
The man's tone was calm.
The deep voice gives people a strong sense of oppression.
"Remembering something from my childhood..."
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"Huh?"
The girl suddenly didn't know whether to continue asking.
Is this a senior's private matter?
But the senior said it because he wanted to tell her, right?
She looked at the man beside her with some entanglement and hesitation. ……
The man seemed not to notice the girl's hesitation at all.
Rather than talking to a girl, he seemed to be talking to himself.
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"I always came here to hide from the rain for a while when I was a kid..."
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The girl breathed a sigh of relief.
It seemed like she didn't need to talk anymore.
She just had to be a quiet listener.
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"...Besides me, there is another one..."
"Boys older than me..."
To him at that time, he was a big brother.
Of course, for him now...
Too.
The man was a little amused that at his current age, he couldn't even describe "big brother".
"Like me, he always comes here to take shelter from the rain."
"...we encountered many times because we were hiding from the rain..."
"When we met for the second time, I found him looking at me..."
"I was eating candy."
"I thought he wanted some candy too."
The man twitched his lips slightly.
"Thinking about it now, maybe I misunderstood the other party."
"People might just be surprised to meet me again."
"...No wonder I raised my hand for a long time, but he didn't take the candy."
"In the end, I got a little angry, and he took the candy from my hand."
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"...I didn't realize it at the time..."
The man frowned slightly.
"He..."
The man pursed his lips.
"We have met quite a few times..."
"We are not ignoring each other."
"Every time I see him in the future, I will bring him candy."
"He would make faces at me."
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Why?
The girl could barely control the expression on her face.
Make, make faces?
Are there still people who coax their children like this?
Hmm.
Since the senior said so, of course there is.
She has never had anyone make faces...
Maybe it feels a little strange?
Besides...
Not now either.
When senior was still a child...
That was more than ten or twenty years ago, right?
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"You will also play the pipa for me..."
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"Play, play the pipa?!"
The girl couldn't help but let out a low breath.
Then she seemed to realize something and pursed her lips.
He smiled sheepishly at the man who looked over.
"You continue."
She was just a little surprised, a little surprised...
Making faces and playing the pipa...
Could two such unrelated things be done by the same person?
I always feel...
What a strange painting style.
And...
Play the pipa...
Is the person you met senior a street performer?
Or...students in extracurricular interest classes?
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The man looked away.
He looked to the sky again.
The rain is like a curtain and a waterfall.
Dark clouds are gathering.
Not a trace of light.
"We have obviously met so many times..."
"There are also a lot of interactions..."
Although they don't spend long time together each time.
After all, summer rainstorms always come and go quickly.
"But I..."
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The girl swallowed unconsciously.
She tightened her grip on the document bag.
What's wrong?
…….
"...I didn't hear him say a word to me."
A deep crease was carved between the man's frowning brows.
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"Huh?"
The girl couldn't help but speak out again.
After meeting each other so many times, senior has never heard the other person's voice? !
How is it possible?
This is too strange.
Unless the two of them took shelter from the rain, no one paid attention to the other...
But the senior said that they get along well.
Then...
"Did he really not talk to you?"
The girl murmured softly.
"But..."
If he doesn't speak...
"How do you communicate?"
When two people get along, is the senior the only one talking?
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