Chapter 6365 (Six Thousand Three Hundred and Sixty Five) One Son
"Oh, so the term 'normal' can't be used here?" The brown-handed man asked deliberately.
"That's not true," said the gray-hand man, "but if you don't change your words, I can interpret what you just said about smiling as normal as any very rare situation."
The man with brown hands said: "It's very rare. Does this count as normal to you?"
"In such an environment, yes." said the gray-hand man. "In such an environment, aren't the rare things that happened before considered normal by us?"
"Oh, then you are going to take advantage of this?" the brown-handed man said with a smile.
"How do you call it utilization?" Gray Hand said, "I'm just being reasonable. What you said is normal, in this environment, can be understood as all kinds of things that were rare before."
"Then what do you understand?" asked the man with brown hands.
"I must understand it as you can imagine. You clearly know what I want to say, but you pretend to smile as if you don't understand." The gray-handed man said.
The brown-handed man smiled and said, "Is this rare?"
"Are you pretending not to understand?" the gray-handed man asked.
"Yes." The brown-hand man said, "It doesn't seem to be uncommon, right?"
"Oh, it doesn't seem to be particularly rare." The gray-handed man said.
"Isn't it particularly rare?" asked the brown-hand man.
"It doesn't seem to even be considered rare during this period of time." The gray-handed man said.
"That's right." The brown-handed man said, "Isn't this contrary to what you just said?"
"What goes against what I just said?" the gray-handed man asked.
"You just said that in this environment, it can be understood as various things that were rare before." The brown-handed man said, "But the one you said is not uncommon, right?"
The gray-handed man said: "That's true, but in fact, even if it is understood that it is not uncommon, it will not affect anything."
"Influence?" asked the man with brown hands, "What do you mean by influence?" "It means having an effect." said the man with gray hands.
"What role do you want to play?" asked the brown-hand man.
"It's not that I want to play any role, I'm just saying that even if I understand that it's not uncommon, it won't have any effect on my previous thoughts, and it won't have any impact." The gray-handed man said with a smile.
The man with brown hands said: "Then you continue to think that what I just said is normal is actually what you said you knew but pretended not to know?"
"Of course it can." The gray-hand man said, "Don't you think it can't be done like this?"
"It's not impossible." The brown-hand man said, "After all, in such an environment, I can consider whatever you do to be normal."
"Why did you say 'normal' again?" The man with gray hands asked with a smile.
"That's what I'm talking about. What I want is repetition." The man with brown hands said.
"Even though you're talking about me, you're still saying 'normal'?" the gray-handed man asked.
"Before, you asked me if you could explain it differently, but I didn't want to change my explanation." The man with brown hands said with a smile.
"Okay, if you say that, I seem to have nothing to say." The gray-handed man said.
"Do you think this is a game for me?" the brown-handed man asked with a smile.
"Are we playing chess?" asked the man with gray hands.
"Of course not. If we were playing chess, I would just give you a piece, right?" The man with the brown hand said, "Do I need to give you a piece?"
"Giving me a son and giving me a round can coexist at the same time." Huishouren said.
"Are you trying to say that sometimes if you give in a piece, you lose the whole game?" asked the man with brown hands.
(End of chapter)