Chapter 5922 (five thousand nine hundred and twenty-two) is a coincidence
The man with brown hands smiled and said: "Since there is no other way, don't say anything."
"Your tone reminds me of that person. Did you do it on purpose?" the gray-handed man laughed.
The man with brown hands said: "Yes, it was intentional."
"What good does it do for you to remind me of him?" asked the man with gray hands.
The man with brown hands laughed and said, "You are so bold to say such a thing!"
"Listen to your laughter, are you praising me?" the gray-handed man asked.
"So be it." The brown-handed man smiled.
The gray-hand man said: "What's so praiseworthy about this?"
"I just feel happy," said the brown-hand man.
"Would it please you to look like I don't want to think of that person?" the gray-hand man asked.
"Yeah, it's quite enjoyable," said the brown-hand man.
"You don't want to think of him either?" the gray-hand man asked.
"Actually, we have been talking about him just now." The brown-hand man said.
"Did you feel uncomfortable just now?" the gray-handed man asked.
"No." The brown-handed man smiled, "The way of talking just now is what I like at the moment."
The man with gray hands said: "You praised me this time because I did something I wouldn't have done before. Isn't that right?"
"Yes." The brown-hand man said, "In my opinion, it doesn't matter whether I think of him or not. It just makes me feel happy if he is different from before."
The man with gray hands smiled and said: "You and I just took a breath, we haven't seen any results yet, right?"
"Yes." The brown-hand man said.
"Then do we need to exhale specially?" the gray-handed man asked.
"What do you think?" the brown-hand man asked with a smile.
"Try it?" the gray-handed man asked deliberately.
"Do you really want to try?" asked the brown-hand man.
"Do you think it looks like it?" the man with gray hands asked again.
"It's not like that." The brown-hand man smiled.
The gray-handed man said: "Do you want to try?"
"What do you think?" asked the brown-hand man. "Speak directly," the gray-handed man said.
"Let's be honest, that's fine." The brown-handed man said with a smile.
"What's the 'anything goes' method?" the gray-handed man asked.
"If you ask that, I know you understand what I mean by 'anything goes'." The brown-handed man said.
The man with gray hands said: "Now that you understand, do you want to answer me?"
"Answer." The man with brown hands said, "If you want to try, I will try. If you don't want to try, I won't try."
"Don't you have any clear needs?" the gray-handed man asked.
"No," said the brown-hand man.
"Then I can do either." The gray-handed man said.
"Why did you suddenly become 'all right' again?" the brown-hand man asked.
"It's changing all the time, how normal." The man with gray hands said.
"Why is it such a coincidence that this change has become what I mean?" the man with brown hands asked.
"You said it was a coincidence." The gray-handed man said.
"If I say it's a coincidence, will you admit it?" the brown-handed man asked with a smile.
"There's no need for me to deny it," said the man with gray hands.
"Then I say it's not a coincidence now." The brown-handed man said with a smile.
"Why did it change so quickly?" asked the gray-handed man.
"It changes all the time, how normal." The brown-hand man said.
"Does this sound too familiar?" the gray-handed man asked.
"That's right." The brown-handed man said, "It sounds familiar to me too. Do you think I'm repeating something?"
"Do you even need to ask me?" the gray-handed man asked.
"You also feel that I talk too much, don't you?" the brown-hand man asked.
"No," said the man with gray hands.
"Why did you deny it again?" The brown-handed man laughed.
"You just talk a lot. There is a difference between talking a lot and talking nonsense." The man with gray hands said.
(End of chapter)