Chapter 6219 (six thousand two hundred and nineteen) This tune
The man with brown hands smiled and said, "Is this considered intentional?"
"You didn't do it on purpose? Huh?" the gray-handed man asked in a rare tone.
"Why is it so tuned?" asked the gray-handed man.
"Ask a question. Isn't it appropriate to use this tone to ask this kind of question?" asked the man with brown hands.
The gray-hand man said: "Maybe it's appropriate. It's just that I rarely hear you speak in this tone."
The man with brown hands said: "I rarely ask you this kind of question, right?"
The gray-handed man smiled and said, "It seems so."
The man with brown hands smiled and said, "You said I made it on purpose. Do you think I will admit it?"
"Yes." The gray-handed man said.
"Why do you see it?" asked the man with brown hands.
"Look, it's here again." The gray-handed man said.
"Why can't you come?" said the brown-hand man, "You are not answering my question with these words, are you?"
The man with gray hands said: "I don't believe you didn't hear why I said, 'Look, here it comes again'."
The man with brown hands smiled and said: "What I heard you mean is that you are probably repeating the topic just now? After all, we just said why we saw such things."
The man with gray hands said: "That's right, it's just repetition. Why are you repeating it again?"
"Did you suddenly not want to hear me repeat it?" the brown-hand man asked.
"No, when did I say I didn't want to?" asked the gray-handed man.
The man with brown hands smiled and said: "That's fine, I will still mention some of the topics mentioned before when I have time."
"Even when you don't have time, you might mention it." The gray-handed man said with a smile.
"How do you count yourself free?" asked the man with brown hands.
"Why don't you have time?" said the man with gray hands.
"I won't ask so clearly." The brown-hand man said.
"You don't ask anymore, and I don't ask anymore." The gray-handed man said.
"What's the matter with you?" asked the man with brown hands. "What's wrong with me?" the gray-hand man asked.
"Why did you just say you won't ask anymore after I said I won't ask anymore?" asked the man with brown hands.
"If you don't ask, would it be interesting for me to ask myself?" the gray-handed man asked.
"It might be interesting." The brown-handed man smiled.
"If I ask myself, will you answer?" asked the man with gray hands.
"It's hard to say." The brown-hand man said.
"But from what you said just now, it seems that you no longer want to discuss this topic anymore." The gray-handed man said, "Am I right?"
The man with brown hands said: "I did have such an idea just now."
"I think you're right." The gray-handed man smiled.
The man with brown hands said, "Okay. If I don't say that, do you want to continue discussing this topic yourself?"
The gray-handed man smiled and said: "At that time, I didn't think much about discussing it. I just raised it. It was raised very simply."
"You haven't thought about what will happen next?" the brown-hand man asked.
"I haven't thought about it," said the gray-hand man, "It's just chatting, how can you think of so many things?"
The man with brown hands smiled and said, "Just chatting?"
"Isn't this possible?" the gray-handed man asked with a smile.
"It's not impossible." The brown-hand man said, "I quite like hearing you say that."
"Is this new?" the gray-hand man asked.
"I like your small talk under the current circumstances." The brown-hand man said.
"Aren't you chatting too?" the gray-handed man asked.
"Even if it's just chatting and being 'idle', it has something to do with the status, doesn't it?" the brown-handed man asked.
"At least I'm not nervous." The gray-handed man said.
"Yes, that's what I want to say, don't be nervous." The brown-hand man said, "I like to hear you speak without being nervous in such an environment."
(End of chapter)