Gu Qianqian nodded vigorously, her expression serious: "But the strangest thing is, besides seeing a woman in white clothes, I also heard the sound of a cello. Dad, don't you think it's strange? The family spirit should be an ancient woman, right? How could she be playing the cello?"
"Are you sure it was the woman in white playing?"
Gu Qianqian: "..."
Actually, she's not sure, because after all, she didn't see it with her own eyes. So even if her heart was certain, her certainty was still just speculation, without evidence.
Because there's no evidence, explaining this to others becomes very strenuous.
But even if it's difficult, she never thought of giving up and insisted: "But the sound really came from there! And I'm sure it was live, not a recording or anything..."
Mr. Gu: "..."
"Dad, what's wrong? Did something occur to you?"
"No."
He shook his head, sighing softly...
