Chapter 6605 (Six Thousand Six Hundred and Five) Regret
“It’s not a guess.” The brown-handed man said, “After all, you just said it and you think it’s not enough to explain anything.”
The man with gray hands asked: "Did you infer from what I said that I would smile bitterly next?"
The man with brown hands said: "On the one hand, it's this, and on the other hand, when I heard your laughter, I directly felt that it was a bitter smile."
The man with gray hands asked: "Why do I seem to have given up everything one moment, and then seem so helpless the next?"
The man with brown hands said: "I don't know, this will change."
Gray Hand Man said: "This change should be affected by the environment, the environment here."
The man with brown hands said: "Maybe. You said you think it's not enough to explain anything. Is it because you don't have much time to do anything anyway?"
The man with gray hands asked: "Why do you ask such a pointed question?"
The man with brown hands said: "Is it sharp? I just said it to see if I can accept hearing such words."
"Speak it yourself, tell it to yourself, and see if you can accept hearing such words?" the gray-handed man asked.
"Yes." The man with brown hands said, "Speak for yourself and try it yourself. It's convenient."
The man with gray hands said: "It's convenient. If I were to say something like this, I would still think about it before saying it."
The man with brown hands said: "You still think about it at this time? Is it because you are worried that I will feel uncomfortable after hearing it?"
The man with gray hands said, "Yeah. Of course, I'm not sure if I would feel uncomfortable at that moment if I said it."
The man with brown hands said, "You can say whatever you want. I'm gradually getting used to it."
Gray Hand said: "Do you force yourself to get used to it?"
The man with brown hands said: "I can only say that I try to let myself get used to it, but it doesn't count as forcing."
The man with gray hands said: "Did you think of the Lord when you talked about what you were forced to do?"
"You asked me this." The man with brown hands said. "I'm asking you. Did you think of the master just now?" the gray-handed man asked.
"Yes." The brown-handed man said, "I not only thought of the owner, but also of the fry."
The man with gray hands said: "That's right, that time the owner cast a spell on those fry, the fish farmer was forced by fate to accept it after begging."
The man with brown hands said: "Maybe you didn't really accept it at all?"
"You mean you really accept it?" the gray-hand man said, "Maybe you never really accept it in your life. But in fact, begging to be ineffective and unable to resist forcefully is equivalent to accepting your fate, right?"
The man with brown hands said: "I understand that by 'accepting' you probably mean that you neither continued to beg nor resisted forcefully. After all, these are useless."
The gray-hand man said: "It's almost the same. Anyway, I have regrets."
The man with brown hands said: "The regret you mentioned made me think of other things."
"What's the regret?" the gray-handed man asked.
"Yes." said the brown-hand man.
"What's the matter?" asked the gray-hand man, "Do I understand?"
"There are things you understand, and there are things you don't understand." The man with brown hands said, "It's not just one or two things."
"Is that much?" asked the gray-handed man.
"There are so many regrets," said the brown-hand man, "I mean my regrets."
The gray-handed man said: "Me too, there are countless regrets that can't be undone now. I still don't think about those fry at this time."
"I don't want to think about the fish fry anymore. I still think about the rice fields, the rice fields we just talked about." The brown-handed man said.
(End of chapter)