Chapter 6356 (Six Thousand Three Hundred and Fifty Six) Strong Face
The man with brown hands said: "Maybe it will be different?"
"That's not what we're talking about now," said the gray-handed man.
"What happened?" asked the brown-hand man.
"It's not about people like us anyway," the brown-hand man said.
"What kind of person is this?" asked the man with gray hands.
"It's hard to explain if you ask in such detail." The man with brown hands said.
The man with gray hands smiled and said: "No matter what, I can tell if you force a smile."
"Do you know that everyone is forcing themselves to smile?" the brown-hand man asked.
"Of course not." The gray-handed man said.
"Which group of people can know?" the brown-hand man asked deliberately.
"I won't say which people, I'll only talk about someone I know." The gray-hand man said.
"How detailed?" asked the man with brown hands.
"Yes, just say it in detail. The more detailed it is, the better." The gray-handed man said.
"Do you think the more detailed you are, the better?" asked the man with brown hands.
"Don't you think so?" asked the man with gray hands.
"Maybe not." The brown-hand man said.
"Why?" asked the gray-handed man.
"I mean it's probably not the case." The brown-hand man smiled, "I'm not saying it's definitely not the case."
"Listen to the sound of your laughter." The gray-handed man said.
"I just have a playful smile," said the brown-hand man.
"It's really rare." The gray-handed man said.
"It's rare." The brown-handed man said, "If you could often see my playful smile before, you might be dreaming."
"Dreaming?" Gray Hand Man asked, "Do you think a person with a playful smile needs to dream?"
"If it were before, would it be like this?" the brown-hand man asked.
"In the past, it was better to be less playful and smiling," the gray-handed man said.
"Why?" asked the brown-hand man. "If you ask a question knowingly, I will answer it." The gray-hand man said, "It's just dangerous."
The man with brown hands said: "How dangerous is it?"
"Wow, from your tone, it sounds like you've never been afraid." The gray-handed man said.
"I must have been afraid," said the brown-hand man, "but even if I think about it now, I'm not afraid."
"I know you are not afraid. At times like this, when I think of the past, fear is no longer more important." The gray-handed man said.
The man with brown hands said: "What do you think I want more of?"
"It's a pity." The gray-handed man said.
"How come you don't even know what I'm thinking at this moment?" the brown-hand man asked.
"Because you just said it." The gray-handed man said.
"What did I say?" asked the brown-hand man.
"You just said to me with a smile: 'You were wary of me then, and I was wary of you, so it would be a pity if we were even, don't you think?'" The man with gray hands imitated the man with brown hands before. said in a tone of voice.
The man with brown hands said to the man with gray hands, "Oh, that's it."
"Isn't that true?" Gray Hand asked, "Does it show any regret?"
"You just said you were forcing a smile," the brown-handed man said.
"Are you right?" asked the man with gray hands.
"Just say so," said the brown-hand man.
"As if you still want to refute me." The gray-handed man said.
"I don't mean to refute you." The brown-handed man said.
The gray-handed man smiled and said, "Then you admit it?"
"It doesn't hurt to admit it," the brown-hand man said.
"The reason for forcing a smile is because of regret, isn't it?" asked the man with gray hands.
"You got everything right." The brown-hand man said, "How do you know so well what I'm thinking?"
"Because you're not the only one who feels sorry." The Gray-Hand Man said, "Besides you, there's also me."
(End of chapter)