Chapter 4665 (four thousand six hundred and sixty-five) No need
The gray-hand man said: "But your thoughts will only pass by briefly, right?"
"It's... because... because I... have been trying to suppress this idea of mine... I won't... won't let this idea spread... I don't want it to affect me more times... although there is a certain limit to suppression. It's difficult, but...but as soon as I think about the fact that the other person claims to be my father, I immediately think that the other person is a liar, and he...his two mirrors...must also be deceiving me. This...is okay. a little."
The gray-handed man asked: "Did the other party hear you?"
"I must have heard it." The man said.
"Did I say anything to you?" the gray-hand man asked.
"I told you," the man replied. "The other person asked me what I wanted to say."
"Did you answer him?" the man with gray hands asked.
"No answer," the man said.
"What happened next?" the gray-handed man asked again.
The man replied: "Then...the other person...asked me...asked me if I had seen my true self."
"Did you answer him this time?" the gray-handed man asked.
"Answered." The man said, "I said that I know what I am like, and there is no need... no need to look at myself at this time."
The gray-hand man asked: "Did he listen?"
"He asked me...asked me why I looked so scared when I saw the real me." The man said.
The man with gray hands asked again: "The real you he mentioned is the you in those two mirrors, right?"
"That's right." The man replied.
The man with gray hands asked, "How did you answer?"
"I said I...didn't see myself." The man said.
"What did he say?" asked the man with gray hands. "He also said that I was tough-talking." The man said, "He also said that it turns out that I simply... don't dare to face my true self."
"Then what?" the gray-handed man asked again.
"Then I said... whatever he said, anyway, I... I did what he said." The man said.
"He asked me if I had seen my own hands," the man replied.
"Did you answer?" the gray-handed man asked.
"Answered." The man said, "I...I said that I couldn't lower my head. I also told him that if...if I want to see my hands, I must be able to lower my head first."
"Where is he?" asked the gray-handed man.
"He laughed again." The man said.
"Did you say anything?" the gray-handed man asked.
"Said, he actually said... actually said... my own hand is right in front of my eyes, but... but I can't see it." The man said, "He also said... people are sometimes like this... like this Stupid... Even if... even if something appears in front of him, he will... deliberately pretend not to see it, just because the thing is different from what he imagined. "
"Have you been able to hear each other all this time?" the gray-hand man asked.
"Yes, always." The man said.
"Do you also speak in the language of that world?" the gray-handed man asked.
"I...except for that 'ah', it can't be...it can't be considered the language of that world..." the man said, "other times I...I communicate with him in the language of that world."
The man with gray hands asked: "What was your reaction after he said those words?"
"I...I feel like he is deliberately trying to scare me." The man said.
(End of chapter)