Chapter 5685 (five thousand six hundred and eighty-five) familiarity
The man with brown hands said, "Do you think you might feel the laughter differently if there wasn't that cry?"
The man with gray hands said: "Yes, but this is just what I thought."
"Is it different after you heard what I said?" The brown-hand man asked, "Does this count as a change because of what I said?"
"Actually, it can't be counted." The gray-hand man said, "I probably felt that the laughter had indeed changed later." The gray-hand man said.
"That's good." The brown-hand man said, "I feel more at ease."
"I really can't understand why that laughter has such a strong sense of sadness at the moment." The gray-handed man said.
"Just now, when the laughter didn't become so sad, the sound was actually different from ordinary laughter, right?" the brown-handed man said.
"Yes." The gray-hand man said, "It's very strange."
"What do you think caused that weird sound before?" the brown-hand man asked.
"I still haven't figured it out yet, but that voice is very uncomfortable. I wonder if you feel this way." The gray-handed man said.
"Yes." The brown-handed man said, "And the uncomfortable feeling is quite familiar."
"Familiar?" the gray-hand man said, "Did you recall something?"
"Probably so," said the brown-hand man.
"When did you recall the situation?" the gray-hand man asked.
"Probably, it was the situation before I accepted the transformation." The man with brown hands said.
"When you say that, I seem to have a vague impression." The man with gray hands said.
"A vague impression?" said the brown-hand man. "Do you mean the scene before accepting the acceptance?"
"Yes," said the man with gray hands.
"What is the scene? Please tell me in detail." The man with brown hands said.
"I seem to remember someone I know smiling helplessly." The man with gray hands said.
"Do you know who it is?" asked the brown-hand man.
"I can't think clearly." The man with gray hands said, "I really want to know who it is." The man with brown hands said, "Let me remind you, could it be a friend?"
"Friends?" The gray-handed man thought for a while and said, "It's not impossible."
"Do I know him?" asked the brown-hand man.
"We should know each other." The gray-hand man said.
"Does this person have any distinguishing characteristics?" asked the brown-hand man.
"Characteristics?" said the gray-hand man, "I don't feel any obvious characteristics."
"Why do you think I know you?" the brown-hand man asked.
"Pure feeling." Gray Hand Man said, "In fact, there is really no reason to explain."
"Pure, deep feeling?" Brown Hand asked.
"Yeah." Gray Hand Man said, "It's a deep feeling."
"Have you gone through the stage of transformation from superficial feelings to deep feelings?" asked the brown-hand man.
"No." The gray-hand man said, "It seems that once this feeling comes, it is deep."
The brown-hand man said: "Do you think your feeling this way has something to do with the environment here?"
"Yes, maybe it was the combined effect of the environment here that made me think about it." The gray-handed man said, "Did you think of anything?"
"I also have a feeling that the weird laughter at the beginning is somewhat familiar." The brown-hand man said.
"Are you feeling this too deeply?" The man with gray hands asked the man with brown hands.
"Probably so," the brown-hand man replied.
The man with gray hands asked again: "Is what you think similar to what I just said?"
"It's similar, but at this moment, I'm not thinking of the same person." The man with brown hands said.
"How many people?" asked the gray-handed man.
(End of chapter)