Chapter 5867 (five thousand eight hundred and sixty-seven) Bad enough
The man with gray hands asked: "Are you sure that after you say 'yes', I will definitely say it?"
The man with brown hands replied, "Sure."
The gray-handed man said: "That's right."
"Right?" said the brown-hand man, "You just said 'right'?"
"It's not 'just talking'." The man with gray hands said with a smile.
"What about the actual action?" the brown-hand man asked in a naughty tone.
"Maybe I will definitely say it." The gray-handed man said.
The man with brown hands said: "You still haven't said anything."
The man with gray hands asked: "Do you still remember what question you just asked?"
The man with brown hands replied: "Don't tell me that you forgot after such a short time."
The man with gray hands said: "What if I really say that?"
"That also means you haven't forgotten." The brown-handed man smiled.
"How did you come to this conclusion?" asked the gray-handed man.
"It's just your laughter." The brown-handed man said, "You are still smiling evilly now, and the laughter just now is still so obvious."
The gray-handed man said: "I have stopped smiling evilly now."
After saying this, the gray-handed man continued: "What's a 'bad' smile? A smile is a smile."
"Really? I think my 'bad' smile is particularly accurate." The brown-handed man said.
"You and I have only been talking for a while, and 'accuracy' has appeared again." The gray-handed man said.
"Do you think it's accurate too?" the man with brown hands asked.
The Gray Hand just laughed.
"Look, he's smiling again," said the brown-hand man.
“Why didn’t you say ‘bad’ smile this time?” asked the man with gray hands.
The man with brown hands said: "Because the laughter this time doesn't seem bad enough."
The gray-handed man said: "Why did you look bad enough last time?"
The man with brown hands said: "When I say 'bad enough', I mean 'naughty enough'."
"I know." The gray-handed man said, "Aren't you naughty enough this time?"
"It's also naughty, but not enough for me to say 'bad'." The brown-hand man said.
The man with gray hands laughed, and then asked: "Is the laughter loud enough this time?" "Not enough." The man with brown hands said.
"Why?" asked the gray-handed man.
"It's too big," said the brown-hand man.
"Does the evil smile have to be in a small voice?" the gray-handed man asked.
The man with brown hands said: "Not necessarily."
"Is there a standard?" the gray-handed man asked again.
"Yes." The man with brown hands answered.
"What standard?" asked the gray-handed man.
"I understand." The brown-hand man said.
"If you don't tell me, where do you set your standards?" asked the gray-handed man.
"Keep it in my heart," answered the brown-hand man.
The man with gray hands asked again: "Then who can see it?"
"Myself," said the brown-hand man.
"Where are the others?" Gray Hand asked, "How did you see them?"
"No need to see it," the brown-hand man replied.
"But this standard is used to measure other people's laughter, right?" the gray-handed man asked.
"It can also be used to measure myself." The brown-handed man smiled.
"Do you think your smile at the moment is up to standard?" the gray-handed man asked.
"There is no measure." The brown-hand man replied deliberately.
"You can measure it." The gray-handed man said.
The man with brown hands said: "It's possible, but it's not necessary."
"Aren't you going to measure your laughter at this moment?" The man with gray hands asked deliberately.
"No," said the brown-hand man.
"Look, you didn't measure yourself. You just used that standard to measure others." Gray Hand Man said, "Judging from what has happened, is your standard mainly used to measure others?"
The man with brown hands replied: "It was true before."
"The standards used to measure others are not allowed to be known to others." The gray-handed man said.
(End of chapter)