Chapter 5402 (Five Thousand Four Hundred and Two) Shorter
The gray-handed man looked puzzled when he said this and asked: "Is there any problem?"
"Yes." The man said, "That pool... seems to be quite rare."
The gray-handed man asked: "Why is the pool so rare?"
The man replied: "The pool seems to be very deep, and the ground around it is low. It looks like...like something..."
Having said this, the man thought about it again.
The man with gray hands wanted to ask directly without interrupting his thinking, so he waited for him to speak.
After waiting for a while, the man didn't speak. The gray-handed man was a little nervous, worried that the man would fall into a state of being unable to communicate normally with others again, so he quickly asked him: "Have you remembered?"
The man replied: "I... haven't remembered it yet, because at the moment my impression of the... pool is not very clear."
The gray-handed man said: "I didn't even think about it, why do you think it is rare?"
"Because... I have a vague impression." The man said.
"Did you suddenly not remember it?" the gray-handed man asked.
"Yes." The man said.
"Do you think you can remember it?" the gray-handed man asked.
"Yes." The man said.
"Do you think you need more time to think about it?" the gray-hand man asked.
"Me?" the man said.
"Yes." said the man with gray hands.
"This kind of thing needs you to say..." the man said.
The gray-handed man said: "I let you decide."
"Then...if I don't want to know clearly, does that mean I'm not sincere enough, as if...I don't want to tell you?" The man said, "If that's the case, then...give me some time to think about it. Just now...it felt like it didn’t take long to figure it out.”
The man with gray hands was about to talk to the man with brown hands, so he said to the man: "Think about it. If you think about it, just tell me." "I understand." The man said.
The man with gray hands looked at the man with brown hands and said, "Did he show signs of that again just now?"
"Are you talking about the signs of fear or nervousness, as if you are about to enter a state where you are unable to communicate with others normally?" the brown-handed man asked.
"Yes." The Gray Hand replied.
"I think it's a bit better," said the brown-hand man.
The man with gray hands asked: "It seems that I changed the topic correctly just now."
The man with brown hands said: "I also think you made the right move."
After saying this, the man with brown hands thought of another question and asked the man with gray hands: "Did you think of anything when you heard some of the words he just said?"
"What about what happened to the last mentioned 'him'?" the gray-handed man asked.
The man with brown hands said, "Yes."
"I just heard him talking about green water, and I remembered something." The gray-handed man said.
"That's what I want to say," said the brown-hand man.
The gray-hand man asked: "What do you think it has to do with?"
"I think maybe this has something to do with...the glass of green water that his mother wanted to give to the man who committed suicide in Muxi Pavilion." The man with brown hands said.
The man with gray hands asked again: "I also thought of this, maybe it is related."
The man with brown hands said: "I really want to know what he is thinking now."
The gray-handed man asked: "How rare is that pool you are thinking of?"
The man with brown hands said: "Absolutely. His mother once gave green water to the man who committed suicide on Muxi Pavilion, but the man didn't drink it. The green water was filled with a cup that time."
(End of chapter)