Chapter 5206 (five thousand two hundred and six) to me
"I know...I...I know." The man said.
The man with gray hands saw that the man seemed a little panicked when he said such words at this time, so he added: "It's really nothing, just relax, okay?"
"Huh? Relax?" the man said, "Oh... ok... ok."
The gray-handed man asked again: "What happened next?"
"I...I just asked them...if they were afraid of me." The man said.
"Do you still have a headache at this time?" the gray-hand man asked.
"Yes, I still have a headache." The man said, "Even talking... can make my headache worse..."
"Then you must say it too?" the gray-handed man asked.
"Yes... I must say... I think... if I don't say it now, I may not have the chance to say it in the future..." the man said.
"Do you feel anything new?" the gray-hand man asked.
"I just feel... I seem... almost different from before." That person said.
"What's the difference?" asked the gray-handed man.
"It seems...it seems like I have become bolder..." the man said.
At this point, the man frowned slightly and said, "Actually, I can't say... I've become bolder. It should be said... I seem... I've become much crazier."
The gray-hand man said: "Crazy?"
"Do you think your headache is related to madness?" asked the man with gray hands.
"Yes! It's related!" the man said, "I feel... the fact that I started having headaches is... an important dividing line for me to become crazy."
"Have your thoughts changed since you started having headaches?" the gray-handed man asked.
"That's almost...that's almost what it means." The man said. "Did anything change there after you asked them if they were afraid of you?" the man with gray hands asked.
"No..." the man said, "There has been no change at all, no one cares about me at all... This... this makes me very helpless, I feel... no one... no light, no one can see me The appearance of spring... is actually... even scarier. "
"But aren't you from Tiecang?" the gray-hand man asked.
"Yes, I...I am from Tiecang...I always remember that I am from Tiecang." The man said.
The gray-armed man asked: "Isn't the appearance of spring the spring of the blue-armored man?"
"Then...then..." At this moment, the man didn't know what to say.
"What?" The gray-hand man asked, "Are you not sure about this?"
"It's not that I'm not sure... it's just... it's just that during the previous period, the people inside were blurry... I couldn't see clearly..." the man said.
"Because you can't see clearly, you suspect that it's not the blue-armored spring?" the gray-armed man asked.
"I don't have any doubt..." the man said.
"Since there is no doubt, your attitude towards that spring should be similar to before, right?" the gray-handed man asked.
"It should be... almost the same, but... when the spring suddenly disappeared, I... I was in the cold and darkness, and my head hurt... I felt... it seemed a little different."
"Why is it different?" the gray-handed man asked.
"I think... being able to see that light and the look of spring in that light... seems... seems to be... a bit... good for me." The man said.
"Benefits?" asked the gray-handed man, "What benefits are there?"
(End of chapter)