Chapter 5910 (Five Thousand Nine Hundred and Ten) Arched out
The Gray Hand said: "Here we go again."
The man with brown hands said: "I just got the point right. Is there any doubt about this?"
The man with gray hands said: "You clearly know that's not what I want to say. If I really asked for an idea, then of course there is no doubt about it, but if you say that I asked for an idea, it means that I am powerful, then there is a doubt. ”
The man with brown hands said: "You know this very clearly."
"You deliberately don't distinguish clearly, then I have to distinguish clearly." The gray-handed man said with a smile.
The man with brown hands said: "Why do you know so clearly?"
The gray-handed man said: "Of course it's because you are stuck in a pattern. I have to pull you out quickly."
"You are still in the mode, how can you pull me out? Even if you ask me to come out, the most you can do is push me out." The man with brown hands smiled.
"Hahaha! You mean I'm in deeper trouble than you are?" said the man with gray hands.
The man with brown hands said: "You can hear this meaning, you are really powerful."
The man with gray hands said: "Listen, your words still clearly show that you are still in that mode. Since what you see changes color, can you tell me how the color changes?"
The man with brown hands said: "What I just wanted to tell you. Sometimes it is shallow and sometimes it is deep."
The man with gray hands said: "Does it become faster?"
"Not happy," said the brown-hand man.
"Do you think there will be other changes in a while?" The gray-handed man asked again.
"I don't think the color will necessarily change in other aspects," the brown-hand man said, "but the shape is hard to say."
"Are you still talking about superficial feelings?" the gray-handed man asked.
"That's right," said the brown-hand man, "I don't have any deep feelings at the moment."
The man with gray hands said: "Maybe it will be there soon."
The man with brown hands said: "Why do these words sound so familiar?"
"It sounds familiar," said the gray-hand man, "It's just a topic that has been repeated before, that's it!"
The man with brown hands laughed loudly and said, "You are so interesting!"
"What's the point?" the gray-handed man asked deliberately.
The man with brown hands said, "Don't you think you look like a child?"
"I think so." The gray-handed man smiled.
The man with the brown hand laughed again: "You actually said 'I think'!" "Isn't it beyond your expectation again?" The man with the gray hand said, "That's what you want."
The man with brown hands said: "Is it beyond my expectation?"
"It definitely counts." The gray-handed man said.
The man with brown hands smiled and said, "Why are you so direct again?"
The man with gray hands said: "Are you used to it?"
"I'm quite used to it." The brown-handed man smiled.
"Why do you say 'I'm quite used to it'?" the gray-handed man asked.
"Is it beyond your expectation?" the brown-hand man asked deliberately.
"That doesn't really count," said the gray-handed man.
"You know I'm quite used to it," the brown-hand man said.
"Why are our conversations getting weirder and weirder?" the gray-hand man asked.
"Really?" asked the brown-hand man.
"At least for this period of time." The gray-handed man said.
"How do you feel?" asked the brown-hand man.
"Are you asking me how I feel about this weirdness?" the gray-hand man asked.
"Yes." The brown-hand man said.
"It feels pretty good." The gray-handed man said.
"Yeah, me too." The brown-hand man said, "It's really good."
"Then should we continue to be weird?" the gray-handed man asked.
"Anything is fine." The brown-handed man smiled.
The man with gray hands asked again: "Let nature take its course?"
"I think it's okay," said the brown-hand man.
(End of chapter)