Chapter 6018 (six thousand and eighteen) early enough
"Do you still regard procrastination as a big problem until this moment?" The man with gray hands asked with a smile.
"It doesn't matter whether I take it seriously or not. Even if I don't take it seriously, if it is, then it will always be." The brown-hand man said.
The man with gray hands said, "If it is not, has it always been so?"
The man with brown hands smiled and said, "Do you think it's possible?"
"In such an environment, is anything impossible?" the gray-handed man asked.
"I really can't say absolutely, even if I'm just answering your question, I can't say absolutely." The brown-handed man said.
The gray-hand man said: "So, neither you nor I can deny what each other said?"
"Yes," said the brown-hand man, "there is no room for denial."
The man with gray hands said: "Then let's go back and talk about 'for my use'."
"Don't you think this is also delaying time?" the brown-handed man asked with a smile.
"I think it's very obvious that it's just delaying time." Gray Hand Man said, "At this time, recalling the past is basically delaying time, right?"
"Speaking so carefully," the brown-hand man said.
"I can only say it cautiously, because there are other possibilities." The man with gray hands said.
The man with brown hands asked again: "What possibilities have you thought of?"
"Let me just say one thing." The gray-hand man said, "Although recalling the past usually delays time, if recalling the past is obviously related to solving the problem at hand, then it cannot be regarded as delaying time."
The man with brown hands said: "For example, if you want to solve the problem at hand, break out of some prison, and recall the past situation to know how to deal with it now, this kind of situation can't be regarded as delaying time, right?"
"I knew you had thought of this a long time ago." The gray-handed man said.
"Morning?" said the brown-hand man, "it's not that early."
The gray-handed man smiled and said: "Anyway, I thought of it, so it's early enough."
"That doesn't make sense," said the brown-hand man.
"Do you need to explain?" the gray-hand man asked. "It doesn't seem to be particularly needed," said the brown-hand man, "but it's still a problem."
The man with gray hands smiled and said: "It's a problem, it's a problem, just leave it there."
"Put it there?" The man with gray hands asked with a sly smile, "Do you dare?"
"Before I finished speaking about that one, you thought of another one." The man with brown hands said.
"Which one is unfinished? Which one is the other one?" asked the man with gray hands.
"Do you really want me to say it so clearly?" the brown-hand man asked.
"Since you can make it clear, let's make it clear." The gray-handed man said.
"You really don't mind the trouble," said the brown-hand man.
The man with gray hands said: "What's so troublesome about this? When I encountered really troublesome things like that before, I couldn't find it troublesome. This time, I don't think it's troublesome. I didn't dare to bother even if I wanted to."
"After all, there's no one left." The man with brown hands said.
The gray-handed man said: "Who are you talking about?"
"I'm not counting a few words," said the brown-hand man.
"It doesn't mean that you don't want to leave anyone alone." said the man with gray hands.
"What's the matter with not leaving each other?" asked the man with brown hands.
The gray-handed man smiled and said: "That means there is no room for breathing."
"Listening to topics related to him will affect your breathing?" the gray-handed man asked.
"Some memories are naturally suffocating." The brown-hand man said.
The gray-hand man said: "Then I won't mention that person, and we can all breathe easier." The gray-hand man said.
"Come to think of it, are you like that yourself?" the brown-hand man asked.
(End of chapter)