Chapter 5872 (five thousand eight hundred and seventy-two) length
The man with brown hands said: "Urge to wait and see, but it is indeed a kind of urging."
The man with gray hands said: "There are changes again."
"What kind of change?" the brown-hand man asked, "I remember you just said that the 'tails' of the brown and green stripes above the tree beads emitted two colors of light, floating towards the stripes carrying numbers in front of you, and also Meet the brown and green stripes that carry the numbers in front of you.”
The man with gray hands replied: "Do you think you are repeating what I said?"
"It doesn't count," the brown-hand man said, "because it's not exactly the same as what you said."
"That can be considered a rough repetition, right?" the gray-handed man asked.
"It's the same thing that's called repetition. Can 'approximately' count?" the man with brown hands asked.
"Why can't it be counted?" The gray-handed man said in a naughty tone, "Repeating a topic can be considered a repetition, right?"
"Well, if you say that, I can't help it." The brown-handed man said, "What has changed? You just said that the brown stripes and green stripes carrying numbers in front of you have stopped."
"Repeat it again." The gray-handed man smiled.
"Yes, it did happen again." The brown-hand man said, "What are the changes you see?"
The gray-handed man said: "The two-color light emitted by the 'tails' of the brown and green stripes above the tree beads floated towards the stripes carrying the numbers in front of my eyes, and became longer and longer, and already touched the stripes carrying the numbers in front of my eyes. The numbers are streaked.”
"Getting longer and longer? What do the two colors of light look like?" asked the man with brown hands.
"At first it was about the length of an ordinary person's arm. The stripes carrying the numbers floated in front of me, and then they became as long as an ordinary person's body. Then they matched the tails of the brown and green stripes above the tree beads. 'It's disconnected,' said the gray-handed man.
"The one that was disconnected first is connected to the stripe carrying numbers in front of you?" the man with brown hands asked.
"Yes." The gray-handed man said.
The man with brown hands asked, "Have the numbers changed?"
"It happened." The man with the gray hand said, "The direction has changed a little." "Did you see what the number was?" the man with the brown hand asked.
"Still can't see clearly." The gray-handed man replied.
"You said just now that you can see clearly soon. When do you think you can see clearly now?" The man with brown hands asked again.
"Compared to just now, it feels a little different. Now I feel that it will take some time." The gray-handed man said.
The man with brown hands said: "Will it take a while? I thought I would see it soon."
"I don't know, I just feel like it's not that fast." The gray-hand man said, "My feeling in this regard shouldn't be that accurate."
"Surface feeling?" asked the brown-hand man.
"It must be." The gray-handed man said.
The man with brown hands added, "It would be nice if I had deep feelings."
"I think so too, but it's been a long time since I felt it deeply." The gray-handed man said.
"I mean me," said the brown-hand man.
The gray-handed man was stunned and asked: "You?"
"Yes." The brown-handed man said, "I hope I can have some sense on this matter and understand the situation on your side. But I guess it's just delusion."
"Why does this become a delusion?" The man with gray hands asked, "Is it impossible?"
"I wouldn't say it's impossible." The brown-hand man said, "After all, I can't say it's so absolute."
The gray-handed man asked: "What does it look like above the tree beads you see now?"
(End of chapter)