Chapter 6435 (six thousand four hundred and thirty-five) gloomy
The brown-handed man was stunned.
The gray-handed man was curious about what happened at first, but then he seemed to understand again and said: "It's okay, let's talk about something else."
The man with brown hands clearly knew that time could not be turned back. After being stunned, when he heard the man with gray hands say those words, not only did he not immediately feel that the matter was about to pass, but he became even more worried.
"What did you say?" asked the man with brown hands.
"What's wrong with you?" the gray-hand man asked.
"It's okay." The brown-hand man said.
The man with gray hands said to the man with brown hands: "Did you think of the topic you talked about before?"
The man with brown hands was startled, but he was still worried that the man with gray hands would lead to the topic he had just avoided, so he said: "Nothing, let's talk about that person."
The gray-handed man asked: "That person?"
"What?" asked the brown-hand man.
"Your reaction is a bit unusual." The gray-handed man said.
"What is unusual? What is ordinary?" asked the man with brown hands.
"I'm not comparing myself to you a long time ago." The man with gray hands said.
"When is that compared to?" the brown-hand man asked.
The man with gray hands said to the man with brown hands: "It's the comparison with the two we spit out just now."
The man with brown hands smiled and said: "After we spit out those two, my situation has been quite changeable, hasn't it?"
"Do you think your smile at this moment is considered stiff?" the man with gray hands asked.
"Why do you ask such a question?" asked the brown-hand man.
"Can't you just feel it carefully?" the gray-handed man asked.
The man with brown hands said: "When I used to be a tool, I rarely even expressed my feelings. But now it's better. When I feel it, I have to be more careful."
The gray-hand man said: "Aren't your feelings during this period quite delicate?"
The man with brown hands said, "Really?"
"If you are not careful, you will be sensitive." The gray-handed man said.
"What are you sensitive about?" asked the brown-hand man, "Where are you sensitive?"
The man with gray hands said to the man with brown hands: "Do you really want me to say it?" "Why does your tone sound so gloomy?" the man with brown hands asked.
"As for calling it gloomy?" the gray-handed man laughed.
The man with brown hands said: "The tone you speak now is not as sinister as before."
"What has become now?" asked the man with gray hands.
"It's normal." The man with brown hands said.
The gray-handed man said: "Oh, you mean the tone I spoke just now was abnormal?"
The brown-handed man smiled and said, "I said it was spooky, not abnormal."
The gray-handed man smiled and asked, "Do you think being gloomy is normal?"
"What's abnormal in an environment like this?" the brown-hand man asked.
"Ah?" Gray Hand said, "You actually think it's normal for me to speak in a gloomy tone? Have I always been like this in your impression?"
The man with brown hands said to the man with gray hands, "That's not what I meant."
The gray-hand man said: "Then tell me, the tone of my words is sinister?"
"Just now?" asked the man with brown hands.
"Yes." The gray-handed man said.
"It's so gloomy," said the brown-hand man.
The gray-handed man said: "Why are you so serious?"
"I just didn't smile." The brown-hand man said.
"Why aren't you laughing?" asked the man with gray hands.
The man with brown hands was less worried and said, "If I laugh, will you say my laughter is sinister?"
"I don't know," said the gray-hand man, "you have to laugh first, then I will know."
The man with brown hands said: "Must you laugh?"
"Don't tell me you can't laugh." The gray-handed man said.
It was indeed difficult for the man with brown hands to laugh before, but this moment it was different.
(End of chapter)