Chapter 6313 (six thousand three hundred and thirteen) is quite deep
The man with gray hands said: "Of course it was too abnormal before, but the question I asked you obviously didn't mean that."
"What do you mean?" asked the man with brown hands.
"I thought you would continue talking soon." The man with gray hands said.
The man with brown hands said to the man with gray hands: "I said I was talking about users like him, but you said I didn't want to. Are you talking about what happened after this?"
"Yeah, why are you suddenly silent?" the gray-handed man asked.
"Have I been silent so obviously?" asked the brown-hand man.
"Obviously." Gray Hand said, "And it's abrupt, very abrupt."
The man with the brown hand said to the man with the gray hand, "What do you want to see of me?"
"Like before?" the gray-handed man asked.
"You don't want me to feel uncomfortable if you don't tell me quickly, right?" the brown-handed man said.
"Obviously that's not what I meant." The gray-handed man said.
"Then what do you want me to say?" asked the man with brown hands.
"I didn't ask you to say anything, just do what you did just now." The man with gray hands said.
"But why did you talk for so long just now?" asked the man with brown hands.
"Chatting." The gray-handed man said.
"Oh, small talk." said the brown-hand man. "Is it just small talk?"
The gray-handed man said: "I still want to know the reason."
"The reason for the silence?" asked the brown-hand man.
"Yes." The Gray Hand Man said, "I want to know why you remained silent when I said 'I don't want to'."
"Because I don't want to either," said the brown-hand man.
"I don't even think about it, you must be thinking of something else." The gray-handed man said.
The man with the brown hand said to the man with the gray hand, "Yes, you even know this."
"But I still don't know what you are thinking." The man with gray hands said.
"I already feel that you seem to have thought of something." The brown-handed man said. "That's just what you feel." The gray-hand man said, "Don't tell me that you have deep feelings again."
"No," said the brown-hand man, "I just felt that your book thought of what I wanted to say."
The man with gray hands said to the man with brown hands: "What do you feel that I want to say?"
"That's why I'm actually silent," the brown-hand man said.
"After all, you didn't say anything," the gray-handed man said.
"Just because I already feel that what you want to say is similar to the reason why I am silent, I think there is no need for me to say anything more." The brown-handed man said.
"You call this talking too much?" the gray-handed man asked.
"Yes," said the brown-hand man.
"As long as it's your words, it won't be called talking too much." The gray-handed man said.
"Well, you are quite deep in your current mode." The brown-handed man smiled.
The man with gray hands said: "What if what I want to say is far from the reason for your silence?"
"It's nothing." The brown-hand man said.
"You have nothing left. In that case, I won't know why you were silent before." The man with gray hands said.
"You want to know so badly?" asked the brown-hand man.
"Yes." The gray-handed man said.
The man with brown hands said to the man with gray hands: "It's just a little touching."
"Why are you touched?" asked the man with gray hands.
"Because you, like me, have been used as tools by the 'user' for so long, but you still don't want to become a user like him." The brown-handed man said.
"Indeed." said the man with gray hands.
"Really what?" asked the brown-hand man.
"It's indeed similar to what I want to say." The gray-handed man said.
The man with brown hands said: "I'll just say that what you want to say is almost the same as the reason for my silence."
(End of chapter)