Chapter 5818 (five thousand eight hundred and eighteen) Will
The man with brown hands said: "There is a difference."
"Do you really think so?" the gray-handed man asked.
"How obvious." The man with brown hands said, "The difference is whether I hear the answer from you or not."
At this moment, the wind sounded again.
"Here we go again!" said the gray-handed man.
"You mean the rumor?" asked the brown-hand man.
"Yes," said the man with gray hands.
The man with brown hands asked again: "Why does it still seem to be the ordinary wind noise I just thought?"
"That sounds like the same thing to me." The gray-hand man said, "I can't say it seems like it, it should be."
The brown-hand man asked, "Shall we do something?"
As soon as the man with brown hands finished speaking, the wind stopped.
"It's too late to do anything now." The gray-handed man said.
"Should I not ask at all?" the brown-hand man asked.
"No." The gray-handed man said, "You didn't know that the wind would stop at this time."
"What if it doesn't stop?" asked the brown-hand man.
"Even if it doesn't stop, I don't think you and I will really do anything." The gray-handed man said.
The man with brown hands added: "There was a situation similar to this just now."
"Are you talking about the situation of ordinary wind noise?" the gray-handed man asked.
"Yes." The brown-hand man said.
"So don't worry about it. You and I won't do anything anyway." The man with gray hands said.
"Do you think the wind will blow again?" asked the brown-hand man.
"It seems possible." The gray-hand man said, "But it is still the ordinary wind noise I just thought."
"What I feel is also an ordinary wind sound. What should I do?" asked the brown-hand man.
"Do you still hope that the unusual wind sound like before will sound again soon?" the gray-handed man asked.
"Of course I hope," said the brown-hand man. The man with gray hands said: "What will you do after the sound?"
"Actually, I don't know exactly. I just wanted to try something, but at this moment, my thoughts are a little different from before." The brown-handed man said.
"What's the difference?" the gray-handed man asked.
The man with brown hands said: "I just feel that even if that unusual sound comes again, I may not try as I thought just now."
"Aren't you going to inhale and blow?" the man with gray hands asked.
"It's not that I don't plan to do it at all, it's just that this intention is not as strong as before." The brown-handed man said.
The man with gray hands asked again: "If there is an unusual news again, will you act immediately?"
"Probably not." The brown-hand man said.
"It's good to hear you say that," said the man with gray hands.
"Why?" asked the man with brown hands, "I don't even know if what I am doing is right or not."
"Whether it's right or not, that's what I think anyway." The man with gray hands said.
"Have your thoughts changed like mine?" the brown-hand man asked.
"Yes." The gray-handed man said.
"When did it change?" asked the brown-hand man.
"It probably changed after the ordinary wind noise stopped." The man with gray hands said.
"When you put it like that, I feel like I also changed at this time." The brown-hand man said, "I never thought of this before."
"There was no point in thinking so much before." The gray-handed man said.
"But you thought of it first," said the brown-hand man.
"Are you in a certain pattern again?" the gray-handed man asked.
"I guess that's what you said again," said the brown-hand man.
"Prove that you feel the same way?" the gray-handed man asked.
"It can't be proven," said the brown-hand man.
"Is it really impossible to prove it?" The gray-handed man asked deliberately.
(End of chapter)