Chapter 6589 (Six Thousand Five Hundred and Eighty-Nine) Loved by All
The man with brown hands said: "Forget it, no need to ask."
The gray-handed man said: "Why don't you forget it again?"
"That's enough," said the brown-hand man.
"What's enough?" asked the Gray Hand.
"If you say so, I am already very satisfied." The brown-hand man said.
"What are you satisfied with?" The gray-handed man asked, "Did I say something? Oh, I seem to know what you want to hear what I ask."
"Really?" said the brown-hand man, "tell me."
The man with gray hands said to the man with brown hands: "Do you want to hear me ask you why you want to be free?"
The man with brown hands smiled and said, "You really know what I think."
"Is my guess so accurate?" the gray-handed man asked.
"Yes." The brown-hand man said.
"Do you want to hear me ask this, or do you want to take the initiative to tell me the answer?" the gray-handed man said.
"Is there a big difference between the two?" asked the brown-hand man.
The man with gray hands said: "I can't say whether it's serious or not. But I know that one is asking me to ask, and you can't tell whether you can answer it or not. The other is that you just want to tell me the answer on your own initiative, regardless of whether I ask or not."
The man with brown hands smiled and said: "Is it so detailed?"
The gray-hand man said: "Yes, do you want to be integrated into one?"
"All I want is, you ask and I answer," said the brown-hand man.
The man with gray hands said to the man with brown hands: "Then let me ask you why you want to be free so much."
"Because for me at that time, being casual was too rare. Being casual was my yearning." The brown-handed man said.
"Okay, I understand." The gray-handed man said.
"Don't you have anything else to say?" asked the brown-hand man.
The man with gray hands said: "Let me ask you, is this time more casual than before?" The man with brown hands said: "Yes. There are so many that there is no comparison between the two."
The man with the gray hand said to the man with the brown hand, "Then let us go down as we please."
The man with brown hands suddenly asked: "How long?"
The gray-handed man didn't know how to answer, so he just said leisurely: "It takes as long as it takes."
The man with brown hands said: "Don't you feel uncomfortable after hearing what I just said?"
"A little bit..." said the gray-handed man.
"You just waited a moment before saying, 'It doesn't matter how long it takes.'" said the brown-hand man.
"Is this evidence that you can see that I feel uncomfortable?" the gray-handed man asked.
"Right." The brown-hand man said.
"You understand it, and I understand it, that's all." The gray-handed man said.
"It seems I should say something you would like to hear." The man with brown hands said.
"I like to hear it, everyone likes to hear it," said the gray-hand man.
The man with brown hands asked: "Love them all? You are going too far!"
The man with gray hands said: "What's wrong with you? What you just said is what I like to hear. I especially like to hear you say, 'Those people will laugh at people who do good deeds, thinking that they are particularly aware of current affairs', and what follows. 'Not ashamed, but proud, complacent and complacent.'"
"Do you need me to say it again?" asked the brown-hand man.
"That's fine," said the gray-hand man, "Anyway, it makes me feel good."
The man with brown hands repeated.
"It still sounds comfortable." The gray-hand man smiled, "Those people will laugh at people who do good things, and people who do good things will be laughed at for doing good things. There are really too many injustices behind it."
"You laugh at people who do good and think you are thoughtful," said the Brown Hand. "This is what I've seen before."
"Thoughts? If 'thoughts' could laugh, wouldn't their whole face be distorted with laughter when they heard such words?" The man with gray hands asked with a smile.
(End of chapter)