Chapter 6038 (Six Thousand and Thirty-Eight) Breaking Up
“Have you already guessed it?” the brown-handed man asked.
The gray-hand man said: "Then I won't say anything. Anyway, you are stuck in a certain pattern. Whether you admit it or not, it is like that."
The man with the brown hand smiled and said, "You're doing this again. I can't do anything about it."
"When you do this, I can't help it." The gray-handed man said with a smile, "I still quite like this."
"I quite like it too." The brown-hand man said, "I seem to have heard similar words more than once."
The man with gray hands said: "Actually, we only talked about part of some of our conversations just now and didn't continue. Do you still remember?"
"I remember," the brown-hand man said, "but he doesn't seem to want to continue talking."
The gray-handed man said: "Me too, why is this? I remember it was rarely like this before, right?"
The man with brown hands said: "Yes. It seems that once a topic was started in the past, it must be finished, clearly, and really broken down."
"Now we can also break it up, but just break it off casually, and then maybe break it off with something else?" the gray-handed man asked.
"We may have broken up a lot in this process." The brown-hand man said.
"But it's not necessarily true that one of them was broken into pieces?" the gray-handed man asked.
"That's right." The man with brown hands said, "Now I suddenly feel that it feels good to change the topic to talk about something else and then never change it back again."
"Is it considered letting the topic drift?" asked the man with gray hands. "It keeps drifting. Even you and I don't know where the topic ends up."
"You can say that." The brown-handed man said, "I don't know why, but I cherish this feeling of letting the topic wander."
"It's so rare," said the gray-handed man.
"On the one hand, it is rare, but on the other hand, it is also very random." The brown-handed man said. "You and I seem to care about randomness at the moment." The gray-hand man said, "Our procrastination is also a kind of randomness, right?"
"There are still some restrictions on procrastinating, right?" The brown-hand man said, "It seems that we have no choice not to procrastinate."
"If you think about it this way, procrastination doesn't seem so good." The man with gray hands said.
The man with brown hands added: "But the process of delaying us feels pretty good?"
"That's true." The Gray-Hand Man said, "In that case, let's regard delay as a good thing."
"Actually, it doesn't really count in your eyes, does it?" the brown-hand man asked.
"Yes." The man with gray hands said, "In my eyes, something that is obviously forced can hardly be considered beautiful."
"I understand." The man with brown hands said, "So the reason why it seems so good to drop one topic before finishing another is because there is a choice? At least on the surface, there is a choice?"
"Yes." The man with gray hands said, "I still remember the time I talked to that person before."
"At that time, if you broke up a topic, as long as you didn't break it down to the end, you couldn't change it even if you wanted to. The topic couldn't be changed, and neither could the person." The brown-handed man said.
The gray-handed man smiled and said, "You actually thought of transferring people."
The man with brown hands said: "This is also because we encountered a special situation today. If it were before, how could I dare to think about transferring people?"
The man with gray hands said: "At that time, as long as someone asked us to continue talking about something, even if I felt that there was nothing to continue talking about, I had to bite the bullet and continue talking."
(End of chapter)