"Then Leilei is very lucky."

The child's father suddenly said.

…

ah?

The little boy was a little confused.

…

The child's father winked at the little boy.

"You have heard such a beautiful pipa performance."

"It's such a special place under the roof to hide from the rain."

"Isn't it like a fairy tale?"

"That boy is like a magical messenger."

"I played a very beautiful song for Leilei."

…

As his father told the story, the little boy's eyes became brighter and brighter.

…

The woman couldn't help but touch the man with her elbow.

"what are you doing?"

The woman lowered her voice.

"If you tell him like this, he will be more likely to get close to that person next time he sees him."

…

The man smiled slightly.

He also whispered, "It's okay."

"I'll tell you if we can meet him next time."

"Besides, judging from these two contacts, the young man probably has no ill intentions toward the kid Leile."

"It was a coincidence that they met."

…

All right.

The woman reluctantly admitted that the man was right.

Mainly because the child's face was so happy that she couldn't bear to throw cold water on her at this time.

By the way...

Both boys and girls like the plots in fairy tales.

Well.

It's just that children's preferences are actually quite consistent.

No matter male or female.

…

Um?

The woman suddenly thought of something.

"Why was he gone when I came to pick you up?"

"Has anyone come to pick him up?"

It was still raining heavily when she passed by.

…

"……have no idea."

The light on the little boy's face dimmed a bit.

…

The child's somewhat unexpected answer stunned the woman.

Only then did the woman remember...

Yes.

The child clearly told her at that time...

The little brother is missing.

How could she forget?

perhaps……

She couldn't understand...why, one of the two people hiding from the rain together left, but the other didn't notice it at all?

…

"Hey, aren't you hiding in the same place from the rain?"

The child's father was a little surprised.

It's also a bit confusing.

"You didn't know he was gone?"

"Didn't he also play the pipa for you?"

…

"Um."

The little boy picked his cheek.

"My little brother plays the pipa beautifully."

"I feel like I'm in a dream."

The little boy puffed up his cheeks.

"I didn't notice when the little brother left..."

"My mother called me, and I realized that my little brother was missing."

…

"Does it really sound that good?"

The woman was a little surprised.

Also a little curious.

The child's description was obviously that he was immersed in the other person's performance and ignored the surrounding situation.

He didn't even notice that the performer had left.

I was immersed in the aftertaste of the pipa playing.

…

It can make a child who fell asleep listening to pipa playing a few days ago so immersed in appreciation...

That young man's pipa is really quite good.

…

The woman was really curious about the other person's pipa skills.

She suddenly reacted...

The behavior of holding the pipa wherever the other party goes...

Isn't it just a sign of being a pipa fanatic?

The other party really likes Pipa.

The woman expressed her feelings.

My impression of that boy got even better.

After all, focusing on the person you love like this... your mind is always relatively pure.

…

"Um."

The little boy nodded so hard that the mother began to worry about the child's neck.
Chapter completed!