The sky was still bright.
But the sunset clouds had spread across the sky, and dusk had fallen, leaving everything hazy.
"Pipa ghost."
Xiao Xiao said goodbye to the Pipa ghost.
"You should head back."
"We'll see each other tomorrow."
"Heh, heh~"
The Pipa ghost nodded.
It stood beneath a streetlamp, its skin so pale it almost reflected the scene behind it.
Xiao Xiao smiled.
Were they both waiting for the other to leave first?
"Goodbye, Pipa ghost."
Xiao Xiao turned and walked a few steps.
Then he got into the waiting car.
The Pipa ghost watched the car carrying Lord Xiao Xiao drive away.
Only after a long while did it slowly raise its head and look around.
The Pipa ghost had grown used to wandering around with Lord Xiao Xiao.
Now that it was suddenly alone, it wasn't sure where to go.
But it soon remembered where it was supposed to be heading.
The Pipa ghost nimbly climbed onto the old man's balcony.
It sat on the railing.
Its legs swung back and forth.
The familiar surroundings brought a faint smile to its face.
It looked inside the house.
It was dark.
That didn't surprise it.
The two old people would go out for a walk after dinner.
Though they didn't do so every day.
Sometimes they stayed home if they weren't feeling well or had other plans.
The Pipa ghost turned around.
It stopped looking inside.
There was nothing to see in an empty house.
It looked up.
At the moon appearing at the edge of the sky.
The cool moonlight spilled down.
A thin veil seemed to fall over everything below.
It couldn't help reaching out.
Its long, slender hand was thin and pale.
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