Chapter 5877 (five thousand eight hundred and seventy-seven) points out
"Why is it so deep?" the gray-handed man asked deliberately.
"Obviously, what else could it be?" the brown-handed man said with a wicked smile.
The man with gray hands said: "You said that I am deeply stuck in a certain pattern, right?"
"You have said so, and you still come to ask me." The brown-hand man said.
"Does this mean you admit it?" the gray-hand man asked, "That's it?"
"What can't you admit?" said the brown-hand man. "You are just stuck in a pattern."
The gray-hand man said: "If you insist on saying that I am in deep trouble, what can I do?"
"When you say that, you obviously don't admit it." The man with brown hands said.
The man with gray hands did not say whether he admitted it or not, but repeated what he said just now: "Even if I don't give you the chance to say it again, if you want to say it, I can't stop you, right?"
"You can't stop it, but I really hope nothing can stop it," the brown-hand man said.
The man with gray hands asked: "Don't you want to say that I repeated it again?"
"I think so." The brown-hand man said, "How do you know I don't want to say it?"
"Then why didn't you say anything?" asked the gray-handed man.
"You haven't said it yet?" said the brown-hand man, "Why do you want me to say it so much?"
The gray-handed man said: "It's not that I think too much, I just feel that I repeated it so obviously, it's very likely that you said it."
The man with brown hands said: "What I was about to say was just a repetition. But I also want to say something else."
The gray-handed man asked, "What?"
Just when he was asking, the man with gray hands seemed to have felt that his attempt to smooth things over just now seemed to be ineffective, and the man with brown hands had to say those heavy words after all.
"Whether you want me to say it or not, whether I say it or not, some things just don't depend on you and me." The brown-hand man said, "It's like I really want to say something now, but the two things we just spit out caused What consequences, the consequences appeared in an instant, but I still didn’t say it.”
The man with gray hands stopped trying to smooth things over, and simply made his words clear, saying: "Whether I stop him or not, the result is the same." "I'm not afraid of being stopped by you, I'm afraid of being stopped by circumstances," said the man with brown hands.
"You speak very implicitly," said the man with gray hands, "situation."
"I want to make it clearer." The brown-hand man said, "Actually, the first thing I thought of just now was not 'situation'."
"What is it?" The gray-handed man asked again.
"It's 'destiny'." The man with brown hands said.
"It's okay." The gray-handed man said.
"What's better?" The brown-handed man said, "Isn't this straightforward enough?"
The gray-hand man said: "Well, compared to the 'situation', it's pretty straightforward."
"Aren't you going to continue to smooth things over?" the brown-hand man asked.
"To smooth things over?" the gray-hand man asked knowingly.
"What were you doing just now?" asked the brown-hand man.
"You felt it when I was trying to smooth things over?" the gray-hand man said, "Then you still won't cooperate?"
The gray-handed man still had a naughty tone when he said this, but the naughty tone could not completely dispel a certain heaviness in the conversation between the two.
The man with brown hands said: "Actually, I really didn't feel it at the time."
"You suddenly said that I was trying to smooth things over." The man with gray hands said.
"You also said 'at this time', which proves that it happened later." The brown-handed man said, "Actually, it was only later that I realized that you had tried to smooth things over before."
"You are aware of it and you still say that?" the gray-handed man asked.
"That's because you've pointed it out." The man with brown hands said.
(End of chapter)