Chapter 4783 (four thousand seven hundred and eighty-three) blurt out
"I didn't think it was very possible at the time, but...but I still thought...since this possibility can't be ruled out...then I...then I'd better say less," the man said.
"If you don't tell me, how will he react?" asked the man with gray hands.
"Forcing me to talk again." The man said, "He took the initiative to ask me...if I still remember the question just now."
"What did you say?" asked the gray-handed man.
"I just said... the word 'no'." The man said.
"You really can't remember?" the gray-handed man asked.
"Yes... actually... I was still very scared at the time, so... I can't even remember what he asked before..." the man said.
"What did he say?" asked the man with gray hands.
"He actually said...let me think...when I think of it...tell him when I can." The man said.
"Have you started to think about it?" the gray-handed man asked.
"Yeah," the man said, "I don't know... I don't know what else I could do."
"Have you figured it out?" the gray-handed man asked.
"I figured it out," the man said.
"Did you take the initiative to tell him?" the gray-handed man asked.
"No." The man said, "It's just... not proactive."
"He asked you?" the gray-hand man asked.
"He asked me several times... each time he seemed more fierce than the last time." The man said, "After the last question, I... I figured it out, and... I'm glad that I figured it out. I feel that if I... I If I didn't think of it... things would be... even scarier."
"What did you tell him?" the gray-hand man asked.
"I just told him... what he asked me... before... was... about... something about 'not necessarily'," the man said. "Is this the answer he wants?" the gray-handed man asked.
"It should be... He... He didn't say no." The man said, "But he asked me to answer why he said 'not necessarily'."
"Did you answer?" the gray-handed man asked.
"I said... I had... told him I didn't know before." The man said.
"Where is he?" asked the gray-handed man.
"He... asked me again... if I wanted to know." The man said.
"What did you say?" the gray-handed man asked.
"I said I didn't want to," the man said, "I... blurted it out."
The man with gray hands asked: "Are you saying this because you really don't want to know, or for some other reason?"
"I remembered... what he just told me... If he wants to tell me, then I have to listen if I want to, or if I don't want to. If he doesn't want to tell me, I won't hear it at all. I I felt that if I said I didn’t want to know... he might... tell me on purpose... to make me feel what it’s like to be controlled by others, so I just... blurted it out." The man replied.
"Don't you think he can understand what's on your mind?" the man with gray hands asked.
"It's not that I didn't think that... at that moment... I didn't think carefully... and just... blurted it out." The person said.
"Do you regret it after saying this?" the gray-handed man asked.
"Later...a little bit." The man said.
"Why?" asked the man with gray hands, "when did you start to regret it?"
"That's...when he said the next sentence." The man said, "He said that I obviously wanted to know, but...he said it and meant it."
(End of chapter)