Chapter 5423: Different
"I-"
The woman's voice came to an abrupt end.
She finally understood...
I understood what the strange feeling I have always had since I met the woodcutter...
So that's what it means.
The woman suddenly realized.
Then she was a little amused and crying.
So that's it...
...
...
The woman reached out and rubbed her forehead.
Most of his emotions calmed down in an instant.
"...You misunderstood."
The woman smiled bitterly.
So that's what it is...
No wonder the woodcutter misunderstood.
Thinking about it now, her behavior just now is indeed very easy to misunderstand.
It's just that she didn't notice it herself.
I have never thought about this.
She just felt that it was embarrassing to find her sneaky behavior...
...
"I misunderstood?"
The woodcutter's expression did not change much.
It is impossible to see if you believe in the woman's words or don't believe in the woman's words.
…
After understanding the reason for the woodcutter's appearance, the woman will not be angry because of the woodcutter's performance.
She is sorry.
Because she only realized now that her behavior just now seemed to outsiders...
It is indeed easy for people to misunderstand.
…
"Yeah."
The woman nodded.
"It's my bad."
"No wonder you misunderstood my behavior just now."
"But it's not what you thought."
The woman decided not to hide anything.
If I didn't make it clear to the woodcutter today...
The relationship between them and their husbands...
It would probably be over.
…
The woman looked at the woodcutter seriously.
"Do you remember what I told you a few days ago?"
"Related to my brother..."
...
...
The woodcutter was stunned now.
What I told him a few days ago...
It has something to do with my younger brother...
"...The rumors you heard at the market..."
Those Nonsense...
The woodcutter still couldn't help frowning when he thought about it.
...
"Yes."
A faint smile appeared on the woman's face.
The woodcutter remembers it all.
"I remember, too."
...
Hmm?
The woodcutter stared at the woman.
What does it mean?
The woodcutter was a little impatient.
He doesn't like others talking to him around the corners and playing puzzles...
He is not his younger brother.
He is not that smart.
It's not that clever...
...
...
The woman's face was sincere.
"I remember."
"So I didn't leave immediately after delivering my brother to my meal during the day..."
"I secretly observed him..." br>
…
The woodcutter's expression stagnated.
A vague guess in my heart...
...
"I saw it."
The woman took a deep breath.
She stared at the woodcutter without blinking.
It also made the woodcutter's gaze stare at her for a moment.
"I saw what my aunt said..."
"The younger brother seemed to be talking to someone in the study."
"But there was only one younger brother in my study. One person.”
"...Who are your brother talking to?"
...
The woodcutter's facial features were stunned.
His mouth spread slightly.
The open palms were clenched tightly at some point.
…
"I was shocked."
The woman continued, "I doubt I was wrong?"
"I want to see again." br>
"But I don't know if my brother noticed someone was looking at him, so he closed the window."
"I can't continue to see him in the room."
"...I told myself..."
"I was wrong."
"Just like I told my aunt before..."
"Brother is just memorizing the book."
"Or one person is talking to himself."
"He is not talking to people."
"No one is in his room..."
... …
The woodcutter stared at the woman with a expressionless face.
He had never expected...
The development of things was completely different from what he thought. But...
For a moment, he couldn't tell which development would be better...
Because of which development...
Not good.
All are bad.
He took a deep breath silently.
…
The woodcutter suddenly had a flash of inspiration in his mind.
"You are waiting for me to come back in the yard..."
"Just want to tell me about this?"
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"Yes."
The woman nodded.
She suddenly felt fortunate that her first thought was to discuss with the woodcutter.
So she waited in the yard.
Although she didn't tell the woodcutter in the end...
But at the end, she still told the woodcutter...
...
At this time, her previous behavior can confirm that what she said is true.
…
"Why didn't you tell me at that time?"
The woodcutter's face relaxed a little.
So far, everything the woman said makes sense.
It seems...
It's really him who misunderstood...
...
"Because I'm not sure." >
The woman pursed her lips.
"I don't want to tell you something uncertain."
"It seems like I'm talking bad about my brother."
"I know you don't like it." Listen."
"I don't want you to be unhappy either."
"So I want to wait to confirm what I saw..."
...
"So you are here again tonight?"
The woodcutter continued the woman's words.
…
After a brief moment of stunned silence, the woman nodded.
"Yes."
"Maybe I've read it wrong once."
"I want to try if I can see it again..." >
…
"Did you see it?" asked the woodcutter.
He couldn't help but look up at the direction of his younger brother's study.
Bright light shines through the window.
Lighten a little deep night.
...
The woodcutter retracted his gaze.
He looked at the woman.
…
The woman's face was confused and confused.
"No."
She shook her head. "You saw it too."
Anyway, I said it, and the woman didn't shy away.
"I hid in the window of my brother's study."
"Secretly looking at the younger brother in the room."
"But the younger brother I saw was eating."
"Nothing abnormal."
"Occasionally, it was Speaking..."
"I didn't hear clearly what I said."
"But I just looked like my younger brother was talking to himself."
...
"Don't that meant that my younger brother was fine?"
The woodcutter blurted out.
Isn't that good?
What else to worry about?
…
"......It's different from what I saw during the day."
The woman hesitated for a while and still expressed her feelings.
This is also the reason why she couldn't completely let go of the stone in her heart even though she had not discovered anything just now.
...
"It's different from what you see during the day?"
The woodcutter almost repeated the woman's words.
…
"Yes."
The woman nodded.
"I didn't think it was before..."
"After this time..."
"It turns out that a person is not talking to others and talking to himself. The same..."
She always thought it was almost the same.
They are all talking to people.
Just just talk to yourself.
A person talks to someone else.
But not.
They are different.
...
"It can be easily judged."
The woman thought of her aunt's words.
Aunt seemed to have said similar things.
At that time, neither she nor the woodcutter cared.
...
Precisely because it is easy to judge, women cannot deceive themselves.
I can't help myself accept the explanation that my brother didn't talk to others with peace of mind.
She still had doubts.
No answer has been obtained.