Chapter 6285 (six thousand two hundred and eighty-five) Sincerely
The gray-handed man asked: "Isn't it right? You can say these things."
The man with brown hands said: "That's what I think. Of course I can say it."
"That makes me feel strange." The gray-handed man said.
"Strange?" said the brown-hand man, "Why does it seem strange to you?"
"When I say strange, I mean fresh." Gray Hand Man said, "Fresh is not a bad thing."
"You haven't told me what's new yet." The brown-handed man smiled.
The man with gray hands said to the man with brown hands: "Just saying that is what you think, of course you can say it. This is refreshing. I feel fresh and strange."
"Are you saying that you may not be able to speak out what you think?" The man with brown hands said, "In the past."
The man with gray hands smiled and said: "That's what I mean. Long before what happened today, I don't think you would have said this so naturally."
"That's true. In the past, I not only thought that what I thought could not necessarily be spoken out, but I also thought that things that were not what I thought should be spoken out when needed." The man with brown hands said.
"That's it. It's not just you." The gray-hand man said, "Listening to what you say now, I can still think of some of my past experiences."
"The experience of being insincere?" asked the brown-hand man.
"That's right. In fact, at this moment, when I hear the words 'insincere', I feel strange and fresh." The gray-handed man said with a smile.
"Is it this far?" asked the brown-hand man.
"That's right." The gray-hand man said, "You asking this means you understand the reason why I feel strange and fresh when I hear the words 'insincere'. Am I right?"
"I guess you're right," said the brown-hand man, "Would you like to tell me why you think 'insincere words' feel strange and new to you?"
"Do you want to hear what I have to say?" asked the Gray Hand.
"I think so," said the brown-handed man.
"Let me just say it." The man with gray hands said, "Before what happened today, it seemed normal to speak insincerely." The man with brown hands knew clearly why the man with gray hands said this, but deliberately asked: "Since it seems to be normal , why do you still feel strange and fresh when you say these four words today?
"You asked knowingly again." The man with gray hands smiled.
"That's right, I'm just asking to elicit more explanations from you." The man with brown hands said.
"Actually, you have silently explained it to yourself ten thousand times." The gray-handed man said.
"Really not," said the brown-hand man.
"I just went too far. If you don't admit that you have silently explained it to yourself ten thousand times, it doesn't mean that you haven't silently explained it." The man with gray hands said.
"It's exactly what you said." The brown-handed man smiled, "What I just denied was just what you said ten thousand times. I didn't deny it. I explained it silently."
The gray-handed man said: "Since you still want to hear my explanation, then I will explain."
"That's great." The brown-handed man smiled.
"Are you so happy?" the gray-hand man asked, "the laughter is a bit obvious."
The man with brown hands said: "That's it, you explain."
The man with gray hands said to the man with brown hands: "I have become accustomed to speaking insincerely before, and I no longer even think that speaking insincerely is a problem."
"The explanation hasn't been finished yet," the brown-hand man said.
"Come on little by little," said the man with gray hands.
"Well, let's explain it separately, bit by bit." The brown-handed man smiled, "This way I can hear it more clearly."
The man with gray hands said: "Although you can understand it no matter what, I still have to do it bit by bit."
(End of chapter)