Chapter 5868 (five thousand eight hundred and sixty-eight) hours
"Well, that's right," said the brown-hand man.
"Don't you think it's inappropriate?" the gray-handed man asked.
"I don't think so," said the man with brown hands. "It doesn't matter if others know the standards you hold in your heart."
The gray-handed man said: "I understand, I can borrow it too."
"Borrow it?" asked the brown-hand man, "What are you using it for?"
"To measure your laughter." said the man with gray hands.
"Oh, so that's what you want to do," said the brown-hand man, "then it's good that I don't let you know."
The gray-handed man laughed again.
The man with brown hands said: "You laugh again."
"Is this time bad enough?" the gray-handed man asked.
"Not enough," said the brown-hand man.
"Why is it not enough?" asked the man with gray hands.
"No reason." The brown-hand man said.
"Oh, no reason. Anyway, it's not enough if you say it's not enough, right?" the gray-handed man asked.
"Yes," said the brown-hand man.
"The conversation between you and me is really like that of two children." The gray-handed man said.
"Yes, I think so too," said the brown-hand man.
The man with gray hands added: "It's not bad to keep doing this."
"Of course it's good," said the brown-hand man.
"Do you want to continue with the question just now?" the gray-handed man asked.
"No more," said the man with brown hands.
"Why didn't you say anything again?" asked the man with gray hands.
"Because you said that the conversation between you and me is like that of two children." The brown-hand man said.
"Just because of this, you don't want to continue talking about the topic just now?" the gray-handed man asked.
"Yes," said the brown-hand man.
"Why?" asked the gray-handed man.
"Because it's like a conversation between two children." The man with brown hands said.
"I just said that you and I are similar to what we have already said, but I didn't say that we will continue to be similar." The gray-handed man said. The man with brown hands said: "But you also said that it's not bad to keep doing this."
"Just because I said it's good, you have to try to make our conversation sound like a child's conversation?" the man with gray hands asked.
"That's right." The brown-handed man said, "Not only do you say it's good, I also want to say it's good."
"Are you and I becoming more and more childish?" the gray-handed man asked.
"It seems so." The brown-hand man said.
"I vaguely thought of us before the transformation." The gray-handed man said suddenly.
"I have vaguely thought about it," said the gray-hand man. "Unfortunately, I still don't think clearly. I just vaguely feel that you and I were already very familiar with each other when we were children."
"That's right." The brown-hand man said.
"So do you?" the gray-hand man asked.
"Yes." The brown-hand man replied.
The man with gray hands said again: "Will we go back?"
"Where are you going back to?" asked the brown-hand man, "when you were a child?"
"That's what you asked." The gray-handed man said.
"Is it possible for us to do this in such an environment?" the brown-hand man asked.
"I really can't directly say it's impossible." The gray-hand man said, "Then it's absolutely absolute."
"Then I'll assume you think you can." The brown-hand man said.
"Do you want to go back?" the gray-handed man asked.
"When you and I grow up, we shouldn't experience certain things again, right?" the brown-hand man asked.
"I don't know." The gray-handed man said.
"Then do you still want to go back?" the brown-hand man asked.
"What if I never grow up after I go back?" asked the man with gray hands.
"You are very thoughtful," said the brown-hand man.
"You won't say it's impossible, right?" the gray-handed man asked.
"I can't say it's impossible, and I don't want to say it for sure." The man with brown hands said.
"Then I'll take it as a possibility," said the man with gray hands.
"Is this what you and I are imagining?" the brown-hand man asked.
(End of chapter)