456 Scrounging a Meal

"It should be a woman, right?" mumbled Fangzheng.

At that moment, he heard music in his ears.

The clock above the window sill goes tick-tock

Outside the window, the rain goes pitter-patter

I watch

the guitar covered in dust

but the string of love has loosened.

in the vase.

I'm that weeping lily

…

"Master, what song is that? It's quite nice… But it sounds a little melancholic," asked Red Boy out of curiosity.

Fangzheng looked up and saw a balcony on the third flour. There was a pot of lilies, and the windows were open. White curtains were fluttering gently in the wind. Hanging from the window was a wind chime that tinkled in the wind as though it was an accompaniment to the song.

The music stopped before the song finished. It was unknown what had happened inside the room.