Chapter 5927 (five thousand nine hundred and twenty-seven) Dust away
"That should be nothing, right?" the brown-hand man said.
"But I usually don't have such a situation." The gray-handed man said.
The man with the brown hand added, "Are you still worried about what the mist means?"
The gray-handed man said: "Yes. Does it symbolize something?"
"Hazy, you just think it's mysterious." The brown-hand man said, "That makes sense, right?"
"It makes sense." The gray-handed man said. "But I still think that behind that confusion, there seems to be my destiny - one that I don't want."
"Are you worried again now?" the brown-hand man asked.
"Yes." The gray-handed man said, "Logically speaking, I shouldn't be so worried at this time."
"It's okay." The brown-hand man said, "Just worry, it's okay."
"But I want to put this worry away." The man with gray hands said.
"You can't get along with your worries right now?" the brown-hand man asked with a smile.
"When I hear your smiling voice, it seems that you are a little easier to get along with." The gray-handed man said.
The brown-hand man laughed, and then asked: "Is my laughter okay?"
"Okay." The man with gray hands said, "Hearing your laughter makes me feel a little more at ease."
"It seems that my smile is not enough for you." The man with brown hands said, "Then I will keep smiling."
After saying that, the brown-handed man laughed again.
The man with gray hands said: "Does your mood fluctuate when you laugh?"
"Ah?" The brown-handed man said in surprise, "You know all this? Are you experiencing deep feelings?"
"It seems to be a superficial feeling." The gray-handed man said.
"Finally, superficial feelings appear. You should be a little happier, right?" the brown-hand man asked.
"But I suppressed that happiness because I learned about your mood swings." The gray-handed man said.
The man with brown hands said: "Why suppress it? You have learned about my mood swings, which is nothing. Why suppress happiness?"
The man with gray hands smiled and said: "Because the mood swings I feel in you are also related to worry." "Then you should be even happier." The man with brown hands said.
"Why?" asked the gray-handed man.
"Because it's accurate." The brown-handed man smiled.
The man with gray hands said again: "Do you admit that you are worried too?"
"Yes." said the brown-hand man.
"Because of the mist I just mentioned?" the gray-handed man asked.
"That's right," said the brown-hand man.
"Is the content of your worries consistent with the content of my worries?" the gray-handed man asked.
"I guess so," said the brown-hand man.
The gray-handed man added: "Then what you and I are worried about now will actually happen in the future?"
The man with brown hands said: "I don't know, I hope not."
The man with gray hands said: "I hope not."
"Tell me what you're worried about." The brown-hand man said.
The gray-hand man said: "Will you still say it after I say it?"
"Yes." The brown-hand man said.
"Then let me tell you straight. The mist I seemed to see at that moment was my future, but that future was related to you." The gray-handed man said.
The man with brown hands said: "My feelings should be consistent with your feelings."
The man with gray hands said: "My future seems to be like being reborn in another world after being disillusioned, but I still have the memory of you before the transformation, so I will search for you in that world and keep looking."
The man with brown hands said: "This is what I was thinking when I laughed just now. I even seemed to see the mist, the mist you mentioned."
"You and I have thought about those things. Will you and I be there in the mist?" the gray-handed man said with a deliberate smile.
(End of chapter)