Chapter 5800 (Five Thousand Eight Hundred) Ninth
At this moment, the heptagonal frame above the tree bead really turned into a round frame, and the ninth heptagonal frame appeared inside the round frame. .
"Sure enough, it's just as we thought. The heptagonal frame turned into a round frame." The man with brown hands said.
The gray-handed man said: "There is also a ninth frame inside the eighth heptagonal frame."
"It's also heptagonal." The brown-handed man said, "This is also unexpected."
The man with gray hands said: "Do you think that even if a ninth frame appears, it will still be round?"
The man with brown hands said: "I didn't even expect that the ninth box would appear. It's not that I thought it wouldn't happen, but I just didn't think it would."
The man with gray hands said again: "Do you think this ninth heptagonal frame will become a round frame by then?"
"I haven't figured it out yet," said the brown-hand man.
The man with gray hands said again: "Do you think I have figured it out?"
"I can't guess it," said the man with brown hands. "Since you ask that, you must have figured it out, right?"
The gray-handed man said: "No."
"You're so interesting, why didn't you think of asking me?" the man with brown hands asked.
"Asking, I may ask you after I have figured it out, or I may ask you because I haven't figured it out yet." The man with gray hands said.
The man with brown hands added: "That's true. Do you have any new feelings now?"
"Still not." The gray-handed man said.
"Have you ever wondered when you'll have new feelings?" asked the brown-hand man.
The gray-handed man said: "I'm just thinking about it."
"Have you figured it out?" asked the man with brown hands.
"If this could be thought of in advance, many things would be much easier to handle." The gray-handed man said. The man with brown hands smiled and asked, "You think you can't figure it out?"
The man with gray hands deliberately said in a naughty tone: "Why do you ask me this?"
The man with brown hands said: "That's what I think. If you think you can't think of it, then you don't actually need to think about it at all, don't you think?"
The man with the gray hand heard the naughty tone in the man with the brown hand again, and said, "I didn't say I didn't think I could figure it out."
The man with brown hands said: "Then what do you think?"
"I don't think it can be figured out, nor do I think it can't be figured out." The gray-handed man said.
The man with brown hands said: "You are really good at talking."
"Aren't you the same?" The gray-handed man smiled, "Before I said what I thought, you just assumed that I thought I couldn't figure it out. Is that what you said, 'if you think you can't figure it out'?"
The man with brown hands said: "I don't know why, but I feel very happy to argue with you like this under such circumstances."
"Not only do you think so, I also think so." The man with gray hands said.
"I really want to keep bickering with you like this." The brown-hand man said, "We have never played like this before."
The man with gray hands said: "I want to keep it forever too. Speaking of which, are you a little worried again?"
"You've got it in my heart again," said the brown-hand man. "When I think about whether I can keep playing like this with you, I get a little worried, but maybe I think about it after a while, and I feel like there's nothing to be afraid of." ”
The man with gray hands said again: "Is this what we just said will change?"
The man with brown hands said: "Yes, what about you?"
"I'm just like you. When I think about whether I can keep playing like this with you, I worry about something happening. I haven't played with you enough yet." The gray-handed man said.
(End of chapter)