Chapter 5039 (Fifth Thousand and Thirty-Nine) False
“What’s good to feel?” Gray Hand Man said, “Fake things, if you feel more...are there any benefits? If fake things feel more, Now, since it's real...then...wouldn't it be more uncomfortable to live in false warmth? Forget it...forget it...I'll just face the cruelty of reality as before... .I didn’t like spring at the time, I…that’s what I thought.”
The gray-hand man said: "At that time, even if you really experienced warmth, you would only think that all the warmth was fake?"
The man said: "It's just fake."
The man with gray hands thought of some of the situations that the man had told him and the man with brown hands, and felt that there were actually some similarities between these things.
The Gray-Hand Man thought of those situations that the man "couldn't imagine". There was a passage that impressed the Gray-Hand Man deeply. At this time, the man's words hovered in the Gray-Hand Man's mind again.
"It's just... I told him... when a man in blue armor is bullied, someone will stand up to stop others from bullying him... even... I can't even imagine... even this kind of thing... Not to mention how the man in blue armor would feel."
The man with gray hands thought: Yes, he has never experienced such a thing before, and he feels that such a thing is impossible to happen. If the spell caster hadn't had an effect on him, he would have never thought about it at all. came out. It can be seen that the situation he appeared to the spellcaster at that time was extremely closely related to the spell.
In fact, the man with gray hands already had a rough idea of what the person was thinking, but he still wanted to make sure, so he asked the person again: "In your eyes at that time, did warmth mean that it was unreal?"
"Yes, how can it be true?" the man said.
"When you stand under the spring sun, you always feel like that. You never feel comfortable?" the gray-handed man asked.
"To be honest, before my thoughts...had some changes, when I stood under the spring sun, not only would I not feel comfortable, but I would also feel...very uncomfortable...just like...just like all the time I felt like I was being ironized... for a long time," the man said. "Have you ever thought about letting go of that feeling?" the Gray Hand asked.
"I never thought about it." The man said, "That's my...my own feeling...why...why should I throw it away?"
The man thought for a while and then said: "Throwing away that kind of thing would not do any good for me. Why should I abandon that kind of... that original thing? There was no need... at that time I just don’t think it’s necessary…it’s better…to leave.”
The man with gray hands asked again: "Leave?"
"What do you mean by leaving?" the gray-hand man asked.
"Just leave that environment." The man said.
"What kind of environment?" asked the gray-handed man.
"It's... the environment of the spring sun again." The man said, "I don't want to stand under the spring sun, so I... I just avoid... avoid the spring sun. Not... not in that environment Just stay here...I won't...have to feel that kind of hypocrisy...That kind of hypocrisy can also wear down people's will...If I stay in that kind of hypocrisy for a long time, what if..."
(End of chapter)