Chapter 4741 (Four Thousand Seven Hundred and Forty-One) Thorough
“He asked me why it didn’t make sense?” the gray-handed man asked.
The man said: "I said...not just one sentence...but...a lot of words that don't make sense."
The gray-hand man asked, "Where is he?"
"He just said...I'm not saying what he said doesn't make sense...it really doesn't make sense." The man said, "He said again that he was my father, and said that as my father...he could already speak to me. It’s very thorough, but I’m stupid... I thought it didn’t make sense.”
"What do you think after hearing this?" the gray-handed man asked.
"Of course I feel disgusted..." the man said, "I just said... he... always said that he was my father... and said that my heart is black... If according to what he said... then his heart is It’s dark.”
The gray-hand man said: "When you said 'according to his words', you must have felt very uncomfortable, right?"
"It's definitely uncomfortable, but... no matter whether I say this or not... I'm already uncomfortable... so... I don't care about talking more." The man said, "I just want him to know... He said If so...it's stupid. He is the one who is truly pure..."
The gray-hand man asked: "What did he say after hearing this?"
"He laughed again." The man said, "Then he told me...did I think that my heart...had been...black since I was born..."
"What did you say?" the gray-handed man asked.
"I said... my heart has not been black since I was born... and it is not black now." The man said.
"Did he say anything else?" the gray-handed man asked.
"He said... my heart... was definitely a different color when I was born than it is now," the man said.
"Do you think what he said makes sense?" the gray-hand man asked.
"I can't say it's unreasonable... I also think... maybe everyone's heart is a different color every day." The person said.
"Did you tell him?" the gray-hand man asked. "I told him..." the man said, "I told him... it's possible."
"What's his reaction?" the gray-hand man asked.
"He said...I finally admitted it?" the gray-hand man asked.
"I said that I have never...never denied that the color of people's hearts may change." The person said, "I also said...I even think...that the color of everyone's heart...may be different every day, not just me. , also...including him."
"What did he say?" asked the man with gray hands.
"He said... I started talking to him thinking I was smart again." The man said, "In fact, I am still so stupid."
"What's your reaction?" the gray-handed man asked.
"I asked him why I agreed with what he said...but he said I was stupid...does that mean...what he said itself revealed his own stupidity," the man said.
"Where is he?" The man with gray hands asked again.
"He actually said... I obviously deliberately changed his words to mean something else." The man said, "He asked again if I couldn't hear it... He actually said that my heart was... it changed later. Black."
"Did you answer him?" the man with gray hands asked.
The man said: "I answered...I said...what he meant...that was just his idea...I...whether I understood...what he meant...in the end, it doesn't matter at all. "
"What did he say again?" asked the man with gray hands.
(End of chapter)