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Chapter 27 Good Night
  The streets and alleys exude a Christmas atmosphere, and the green tassels hanging on the street lamps give off a festive glow.

Christmas costumes were displayed in the windows, and cheerful bells echoed through the streets.

Although Christmas in China is not as grand, as expected, other places still attach great importance to this festival.

"(Chen Ling's... gift?)"

"Yes, but in my hometown, this festival is not celebrated very often. Now I feel that the atmosphere is quite good."

Lixiang's eyes reflected the white fluorescence of the street lamp and Chen Ling's cheerful face.

She opened her mouth, wanting to say something, but after thinking about it for a while, she said softly: "(I didn't prepare a gift for Chen Ling.)"

You must have not thought that I would give you a gift, right? How is it? Have you been moved?
  "It doesn't matter. I've been taken care of by you for so long. It's just a small gift, worthless."

Lixiang's eyes swayed from side to side, seeming a little shaken.

"Does it look good? This is called a sugar flower. Use maltose syrup to draw pictures. After it cools down, it will solidify and be fixed on a wooden stick. This is what I asked the master to draw, flower flower butterfly."

Chen Ling wasted some time and saw this on the roadside. By the way, he bought one for the eldest lady to see the world, but he had to queue up.

"Flower... butterfly?"

A strange dialect appears!
  "It's a fu butterfly, not a fu butterfly."

Chen Ling corrected.

The eldest lady frowned.

Hey, do I really have an accent in Mandarin?

"butterfly."

"(……Understood.)"

You can communicate in English, but it is not necessary. Chen Ling still wants to integrate into the life here. Most people in Tokyo are not very good at English, and their spoken language is at a level that Chen Ling cannot understand.

"By the way, this thing has to be eaten, it's not a decoration. We used to like to eat this when we were kids, or to show off whose candy flowers looked better."

I don’t know if there is any problem with the translation.

"Arigado, Chen Ling."

Well~ the name is really becoming more and more standard.

Chen Ling looked like he was enjoying it.

"Merry Christmas."

This Christmas, you won’t be alone after all.

……

In the end, we still took a taxi when we came back.

It was early nine o'clock when we got home.

Chen Ling put the guitar back in his room and lay paralyzed on the bed for a few minutes.

The eldest lady returned to the room, which seemed to be locked. She should have gone to take a shower.

In order to avoid Sister Lixiang spying on him as he continued to study Japanese at night, Chen Ling took out the second-hand guitar he just bought from his bag and tuned it... The system seemed to give him a little bit of absolute pitch, and he could calibrate it without a tuner.

I first tried some songs that I had practiced in college before, but now they are very unfamiliar.

I stumbled a lot, and some of my postures and strumming were not very standard.

In addition, this body must have never tried a string instrument before, so I haven't practiced for long, and I feel that my fingers are already a little sore.

But it doesn’t matter, as long as you can still play, you can always improve with practice.

Chen Ling took out the song and looked at it in a daze.

This is simplified music, and what he needs is guitar music.

……walk slowly.

How to turn simple musical notation into guitar tablature is a difficult problem.

Of course you can try out the sounds one by one, but then the sound will become dry and monotonous because of the lack of chords.

He also forgot how to play some notes on the guitar, and now he had to spend time practicing again.

I just went to the bookstore to buy some guitar books, hoping they could be of help.

After Jina Lixiang finished taking a bath, Chen Ling called her to the living room.

"These are some songs I remembered before. I'll play them for you now."

A few minutes later.

“(Feeling so-so.)”

Rika Shona was wearing beige pajamas, and her eyes glanced at Chen Ling's red fingertips. Outside, she needs to be observant and cater to others, but for some reason, when facing Chen Ling, she always wants to tell the truth.

"Ahahahaha... Actually, I haven't touched it in a few years. I guess I need to practice."

Is it really that profitable?

Maybe it does sound unskilled.

When Chen Ling didn't speak, Lixiang was silent most of the time. She sat on the other side of the sofa, quietly listening to Chen Ling's unskilled fingering, playing a piece she had never heard before.

Perhaps unknowingly, I have become accustomed to this way of getting along with each other.

"Oh, by the way, where were the sugar flowers just now?"

Rika Jina looked at the screen of her phone, then looked into Chen Ling's eyes, gently rubbing her right index finger and thumb.

"(have eaten.)"

Chen Ling nodded with satisfaction.

"Also, can Li Xiangqi pretend to be the recording equipment?"

"(it should be OK.)"

"Then you pretend, I don't know how to read. And... I may have to be more diligent in using the computer from now on."

Why does the eldest lady's eyes look so faint that she feels like Chen Ling is a child who has done something wrong?

"What do you mean? (Japanese)"

"It's just... that... you know."

Lixiang shook her head, her black hair dangling in front of Chen Ling, and suddenly felt that this Sakura sister, who was younger than herself, was a bit disgusting.

When did he get rich enough to buy Chen Ling's own computer with full payment... would it be okay to use a second-hand one?
  He is good at shopping for computers.

"(I lied to you.)"

Chen Ling's eyes widened.

Rika Shona still looked cold, as if she was not the one who said this.

I'm super, how can you say such words with 0-degree lips?
  The eldest lady would actually joke with herself?

"彳庍, let me play with electronics... just surf the Internet."

Chen Ling felt like a middle school student, and the computer in the player had to ask Mom for permission.

It seemed that he acknowledged his serious attitude towards language learning during this period.

This is not just for show,

Rika Wakina stood up, picked up the black handbag placed in the living room, and went back to her room, probably to install the equipment.

After some time, Rika Shona's figure in pajamas appeared at the door of the master bedroom again.

"Chen Ling."

She leaned against the door, her voice cold.

It seemed like he was letting Chen Ling pass.

"Here you come, what are you doing?"

"(The equipment is installed, can you move the computer to the living room?)"

"Uh... ok, ok."

But why do I feel like my girlfriend suddenly wants to sleep in a separate bed?
  "(Convenient for you to use your computer.)"

A straightforward explanation.

The eldest lady made way for Chen Ling. She picked up the keyboard, mouse and headphones from the computer table and walked out.

The monitor and host are of course Chen Ling's tasks.

I moved it to the empty space next to the TV in the living room, reassembled it, plugged it in, and successfully turned it on.

"(Then, good night, Chen Ling.)"

Are you too gentle today, Miss?
  "...Oh, good night to you too. (Japanese)"

Goodnight is a bit early too.

It's only around ten o'clock.

The door was closed and locked.

Although you have obtained the right to use your computer at any time, you feel that you have lost something?
  (End of this chapter)