Chapter 5282 (five thousand two hundred and eighty-two) desire
"You sometimes feel embarrassed, but you still do that?" the gray-handed man asked.
"Yes, I will do that again." The man said, "Just like when I was in that complete darkness... I longed for the light. This... This is a shameful thing in my opinion, but ...But I can't help it. I can only say that I don't think I would long for light in normal times. Even if I want to stay away from darkness, it doesn't mean I long for light. bright."
The man with gray hands asked, "Have you not longed for light in the darkness before?"
The man was stunned for a moment when he asked this question.
"Before... it depends on when it was." The man said, "When I was a child... then... I really longed for it."
"What happens when you grow up?" asked the gray-hand man.
The man replied: "When I grew up... I also longed for it, but... but... it seemed to pass quickly. That feeling... that feeling passed quickly."
"You suppressed it yourself?" the gray-handed man asked.
"There must be...this process." The man said.
"Why do you suppress your desire for light?" the gray-hand man asked.
"Because it's embarrassing." The man said.
"Why do you think that as long as you long for light, you will be embarrassed?" asked the gray-handed man.
"Because longing for light... is something that will consume your will." The man said.
"Is this what you think?" the gray-handed man asked.
"I believe... I'm not the only one who thinks so." The man said. "Who else do you think would think so?" the gray-hand man asked.
"Normal people," the man said.
"Normal?" the gray-handed man asked.
At this time, the man felt that he had said the wrong thing, because he did not know whether the gray-handed people and the brown-handed people would long for the light at some point, so he immediately said with some worry: "I...I mean...not Speaking of other things, I just mean... normal people among ordinary people do not... include you. People with special abilities like you are simply... not ordinary people. Naturally... they will not be ordinary people. Normal people in this world, whether you have longed for light or not, it has nothing to do with what I’m talking about.”
At this moment, the gray-handed people and the brown-handed people suddenly wanted to feel something, as if they remembered some things related to "light" a long time ago, but they were all vague. "
The man with brown hands even wanted to ask the man with gray hands a question. He looked at the man with gray hands, but he had already heard the man with gray hands say the next sentence. He felt that it would be better not to interrupt the man with gray hands at this time, so he did not say anything.
The man with gray hands asked the man: "You don't have to worry too much about whether the people you mentioned include us. Just say whatever you want."
The man said: "I know, you don't think I...involved you, right?"
The man with gray hands said: "Yes. Do you think people who long for light cannot be considered normal people?"
The man said: "Maybe... maybe..."
"Have others told you what they think?" the gray-hand man asked.
"That's...not really." The man said, "The main thing is...everyone can usually see it...no one would...desire those...things that kill one's will...even if everyone doesn't say it, in their hearts... That’s what you think. In fact, many things are very clear to everyone.”
(End of chapter)