Chapter 5607 (Five Thousand Six Hundred and Seven) Awakening
“It seems difficult to not speak.” The gray-handed man said.
"Still like now, but talking and listening at the same time?" asked the brown-hand man.
"Yes." The gray-handed man said, "I have no other choice."
The man with brown hands asked: "Do you hear any difference now?"
"Not yet." The man with gray hands said, "What about you?"
"No," said the brown-hand man, "I just feel that the sound is getting louder and louder, as if it will wake someone up at a certain time."
"Awaken?" the gray-hand man said.
"Nothing," said the brown-hand man, "I was just making a metaphor."
The man with gray hands added: "But it seems to have reminded me of something."
"What?" asked the brown-hand man.
"I really think that you and I might be awakened by something." The gray-handed man said.
"What is sleep, what is waking, and what happens when you wake up?" asked the brown-hand man.
"Are we just sleeping now?" the gray-handed man asked.
"Are we in a dream at this moment?" the brown-hand man asked.
"When did we fall asleep?" asked the man with gray hands.
"I understand what you mean," the brown-hand man said, "I probably need to think about it carefully."
The gray-handed man said: "Have you already thought of something?"
"I have thought of it. But I don't know if I can just say it casually, so I need to think about it carefully." The brown-handed man said.
"Are you unwilling to say it, or are you afraid to say it?" the gray-handed man asked.
"It seems to be a little bit," the brown-hand man said, "but as time goes by, the reasons for not daring are getting less and less. Of course, not much time seems to have passed since you and I talked about this matter. It only takes a few sentences, but I can still describe it as the passage of time, right?”
The man with gray hands said: "Yes. Even if it is just a moment, in my opinion, it can be said to be the passage of time." "One moment, another moment, multiple moments, it may add up to a lifetime." The man with brown hands said , "Life can be regarded as composed of countless moments."
The man with gray hands said: "Life?"
"What's wrong?" said the brown-hand man.
"You can also talk about life like this." Gray Hand said.
"You feel stranger, don't you?" asked the brown-hand man.
"It's not stranger, but more friendly." The man with gray hands said.
"Would you also say 'kinder?'" the brown-hand man asked.
"Do you feel that when I say 'kindness', I seem to have become a little stranger?" the gray-handed man said with a naughty tone.
"You're doing this again," said the brown-hand man.
"You can tell it right away," said the gray-hand man.
The man with brown hands said: "When I hear you say 'kindness', I will naturally feel more kindly."
The man with gray hands said: "We are talking about something else again."
The man with brown hands said: "Actually, what we always said was 'elsewhere', wasn't it?"
"Yes." Gray Hand Man said, "It seems difficult for us to keep talking about so-called useful things. I mean this period of time."
The man with brown hands added: "Anyway, the difference between you and me is very obvious from our 'before' self."
The man with gray hands said: "Yeah, just like you took the initiative to admit that 'it seems to be a little bit', you wouldn't have been like this before, right?"
The man with brown hands said: "In the past, how could I admit that I didn't dare to do this kind of thing when you asked me this? If it were you, would you?"
The gray-hand man said: "I will be the same as you before."
(End of chapter)