Chapter 4773 (four thousand seven hundred and seventy-three) ashamed
"Do you think you were not 'begging' him at that time, but just wanted to 'ask' him?" the gray-handed man asked.
"That's right, I'm just asking," the person said, "Because... because I actually... don't actually think that the other party can... be able to do what I said."
"Then when the other party said 'please', didn't you have other thoughts in mind?" the gray-handed man asked.
"I also had a sense of shame in my heart at the time, but it was vague, not as... not as obvious as it is now." The man said.
"Why do you think it is?" asked the gray-handed man.
"I feel...probably...probably because...I was really afraid at the time..." the man said, "The fear in my heart at that time had suppressed some of my...some sense of shame."
"You said that your sense of shame at that time was only vague, so there was no obvious thing you wanted to say in your heart?" asked the gray-handed man.
"What do you obviously want to say?" the man asked, "What kind of words? What...what do you mean?"
"I'm just asking, when you had a vague sense of shame, did you ever have any specific words to deny what he said?" The gray-handed man asked again.
"At that time...no." The man said. "In other words, there are no different words in your heart? Don't you have the process of struggling with different words?" asked the gray-handed man.
"It didn't happen at that time." The man said, "But...but if this happened at this moment, I think...it would have happened anyway. I really feel...so...too shameful at the moment. , largely...because...because of the word 'seeking'."
"In that world, even if you heard the word 'beg', there was no other word in your mind." The man with gray hands said.
The man looked ashamed and said, "Yes. It's just... I just have a vague sense of shame deep in my heart... but... I didn't say anything... anything."
"So, if he can really understand what you are thinking deep down, he can only understand your voice confirming his statement, but cannot understand the shame in your heart at all?" The man with gray hands asked, "What do you think? is that so?"
"I...I don't know either." The man said, "I can't explain this clearly. I don't know to what extent he can understand what I'm thinking...what exactly...needs me to think of." , can he understand that kind of thing, or... or as long as I have a certain feeling, he can understand it clearly. "
"You can't accurately judge this from the previous situation?" the gray-handed man asked.
"Yes, I think... I really can't tell." The man said, "Actually, even if it's some of the things he said, I don't know whether he... really understood it from my heart, or whether it was... ...It was based on my performance. Even if he...he could really understand that I felt shame at that time, he could...if he just wanted to say it in front of me. 'Begging' him, then... even if I have something to say in my heart due to shame, he might... also pretend not to understand, let alone say it to me... In this situation, He didn’t say it, and that doesn’t mean he couldn’t understand the shame in my heart.”
(End of chapter)