Chapter 5592 (five thousand five hundred and ninety-two) mellow
The man with gray hands said: "What tone?"
When the gray-handed man said this, his tone seemed a little naughty.
The man with brown hands heard that the man with gray hands was saying this deliberately, so he also said deliberately: "That's the tone."
The man with the gray hand understood that the man with the brown hand meant what he said, so he said, "I'm not joking with you anymore, just tell me."
The man with brown hands said: "Let me tell you what tone I used to speak in?"
"Yes." The gray-handed man said.
"Of course it's not very sincere." The brown-hand man said, "Isn't it almost as if I didn't say anything?"
The man with gray hands said: "No. It is said, but there is a big difference between not saying it."
The man with brown hands said: "I think it's very problematic."
"Did you find anything else?" the gray-handed man asked.
"I noticed something is wrong with you and me." The brown-hand man said.
"Something has always been wrong. Are you procrastinating? Saying some words that don't seem to be of much use." The gray-hand man said, "Actually, I think this kind of communication is quite rare. Unfortunately, it's not the right time. We shouldn't continue talking like this now."
"But I can't control it. At least I can't control it." The brown-hand man said, "Can you control it?"
"Do you think there's a way?" the gray-handed man asked.
"It's not like that." The brown-hand man said, "Even if you can control me, you can't control me."
"As long as I can control myself, I'm satisfied. Why should I control you?" the gray-handed man asked.
"Actually, it can't be said to be controlling me. It should be said to be helping me control myself and not letting me talk so much to delay time." The man with brown hands said.
The gray-handed man said: "What you said just now is wrong between you and me, is this the reason?"
"No," said the brown-hand man, "it's something new."
"In which direction?" the gray-handed man asked. "Just after we said 'regret' a few times, I seem to feel that your and my voices are different from before." The brown-handed man said.
"Ah?" said the gray-handed man, "I really didn't pay attention to this."
"Listen carefully," the brown-hand man said.
"His voice is still so loud." The gray-hand man said.
"What, do you think his voice disturbs you?" asked the brown-hand man.
"I haven't felt disturbed yet." The man with gray hands said.
"But have you noticed that your and my voices are different from before?" the brown-hand man asked.
"It seems a little bit different." The gray-hand man said, "It's a little different."
"You really feel it, right?" The brown-handed man said, "Isn't it because I said so that you were affected by what I said and had an illusion?"
"No." The gray-handed man said, "It's not an illusion. Your and my voices seem to be really different from just now."
The man with brown hands said: "What do you think is different?"
"I think the voice has become much mellower." The gray-hand man said, "What do you think?"
The man with brown hands said: "Sleek? Yes, yes! That's what I want to say. In fact, that's how I felt just now, but I couldn't find the word to describe this feeling. Your word just said what I felt. ! It’s just mellow!”
The man with gray hands said: "Why does it become rounded?"
The man with brown hands said: "Has it really changed, or have you and I sounded mellower?"
The man with gray hands said: "I'm not sure about this."
The man with brown hands said: "Yes, is it the sound itself that is different, or is it that our hearing has changed?"
(End of chapter)