Chapter 4668 (Four Thousand Six Hundred and Sixty Eight) Use
"How did he listen to you?" asked the man with gray hands.
"He asked me... does it feel uncomfortable to lie... just to comfort myself despite seeing the blue nails?" the man asked.
"How did you answer?" the gray-handed man asked.
"I just asked him if he knew that I...can't even lower my head now." The man said.
"What did he say?" asked the man with gray hands.
The man replied: "He asked me deliberately: 'Really?' in a sarcastic tone."
The man with gray hands asked: "What about you? It feels like he is mocking you. Did you answer it?"
"I felt that I... couldn't lower my head at that time, as if... I was restrained by something. This kind of thing... should be caused by him, so... so I told him directly... that I couldn't do it, He knows best," the man said.
"Did he respond to you?" the gray-hand man asked.
"Yes." The man said, "He said that I could clearly see the color of my fingernails, because... because it was right in front of my eyes... and he said that I fooled him by saying that I couldn't lower my head."
"What about you?" asked the gray-handed man.
"I told him that I... what I saw was just the shadow of my hand. It was not my own hand at all, and that hand shadow... was probably made by him." The man said, "I also Said, my real hands...aren't raised at all, so...so I can't see it. Even if he uses...the shadows of his hands to deceive me...I won't be fooled."
The man with gray hands asked, "How did he hear it?"
"He said, since...since I can see the shadow I said, I should understand...what the nails on my hands are...like. He said...the nails on the hands that I called the shadows of my hands... The look...is what the nails on my hands really look like." The man replied.
The gray-hand man said: "Do you believe what he said after hearing this?"
"I...I don't think I believe it anymore." The man replied. "It doesn't count? What do you mean it doesn't count?" asked the man with gray hands.
The man replied: "I feel... I feel like I didn't believe him, but... I was really scared."
The man with gray hands asked, "Why are you afraid?"
"I...probably imagined the possibility that he said..." the man said.
"You just imagined it and didn't really believe it, so you're already scared?" the gray-handed man asked.
"Yes." The man said, "After all...after all, when I imagine it...I worry that it is...real."
The man with gray hands asked again: "Then did you say anything to him?"
"I told him that what he said was all false... I just... didn't believe what he said. He... he just used his shadow... to lie to me." The man said.
"What happened next?" the gray-handed man asked again.
"Then he...he...told me...even if I saw my real hands...what they look like now...then I would definitely not say that." The man replied.
The man with gray hands asked, "What about you?"
"I told him that he should... stop restraining me and let me see what my real hands look like..." the man said, "Actually, I... I just want to... ...I want to use this opportunity to say this to him... so that he can release... his restraint on me."
The man with gray hands said, "How did he react?"
(End of chapter)