Monster Tea Party

Chapter 5423 Different
"I-"

The woman's voice stopped abruptly.

She finally understood...

I now understand the strange feeling I've had since I met the woodcutter...

That’s what it means.

The woman suddenly realized.

Then she felt a little amused.

It turned out to be like this...

……

The woman reached out and rubbed her forehead.

My emotions calmed down a lot in an instant.

"……you misunderstood."

The woman smiled bitterly.

So this is ah……

No wonder the woodcutter misunderstood.

Now that she thinks about it, her behavior just now could indeed be easily misunderstood.

But she herself didn't realize it.

I never thought about it in this regard.

She just felt that it was embarrassing to be discovered for her sneaky behavior...

……

"I misunderstood?"

The woodcutter's expression didn't change much.

It is hard to tell whether he believes what the woman says or not.

……

After figuring out why the woodcutter behaved like that, the woman no longer got angry at his behavior.

She is sorry.

Because she just realized that her behavior just now seemed...

It is indeed easy to be misunderstood.

……

"Ah."

The woman nodded.

"It is my fault."

"No wonder you misunderstood my behavior just now."

"But it's not what you think."

The woman decided not to hide anything.

If I don’t speak openly and honestly with the woodcutter today…
Their relationship as a couple...

That's probably it.

……

The woman looked at the woodcutter seriously.

"Do you remember what I told you a few days ago?"

"It's about my brother..."

……

Now it was the woodcutter's turn to be stunned.

What I told him a few days ago...

It's about my brother...

"...the rumors you heard at the market..."

That's all nonsense...

The woodcutter couldn't help frowning when he thought about it now.

……

"Ah."

A faint smile appeared on the woman's face.

The woodcutter really remembered everything.

"I remember it too."

……

Ok?
The woodcutter stared at the woman.

What do you mean?
The woodcutter was a little impatient.

He doesn't like people talking to him in a roundabout way or using riddles...

He is not a younger brother.

He is not that smart.

Not that clever...

……

The woman's face looked sincere.

"I remember."

"So I didn't leave immediately after delivering food to my brother today..."

"I secretly observed him..."

……

The woodcutter's expression froze.

I had a vague guess in my mind...

……

"I saw."

Women and children come out.

She stared at the woodcutter without blinking.

This also made the woodcutter stare at her without blinking.

"I saw what my aunt said..."

"My brother seems to be talking to someone in the study."

"But my brother is the only one in his study."

"Who is your brother talking to?"

……

The woodcutter was startled.

His mouth opened slightly.

The open palm was clenched tightly without knowing when.

……

"I was shocked."

The woman continued, "I wonder if I saw it wrong?"

"I want to see it again."

"But I don't know if my brother noticed someone was watching him, so he closed the window."

“There was no way I could continue to see him in the house.”

“…I told myself…”

"I was mistaken."

"Like I told my aunt before..."

"My brother is just reciting the book."

"Or a person talking to himself."

"He's not talking to anyone."

"There's no one else in his room..."

……

The woodcutter stared at the woman expressionlessly.

He had no idea...

Things turned out to be completely different from what he thought. But...

For a moment, he couldn't tell which development was better...

Because which development...

Neither is good.

All are terrible.

He took a deep breath silently.

……

Suddenly an idea came to the woodcutter's mind.

"Wait for me in the yard..."

"Just want to tell me about this?"

……

"Ah."

The woman nodded.

She was suddenly glad that her first thought was to consult the woodcutter.

So she waited in the yard.

Although she didn't tell the woodcutter in the end...

But in the end, she still told the woodcutter...

……

At this point, her previous behavior can prove that what she said is true.

……

"Why didn't you tell me then?"

The woodcutter's expression relaxed a little.

So far, everything the woman said made sense.

It seems...

He really misunderstood...

……

"Because I'm not sure."

The woman pursed her lips.

"I don't want to tell you something I'm not sure about."

"As if I were saying something bad about your brother."

"I know you don't like to hear it."

"I don't want you to be unhappy either."

"So I want to wait until I confirm what I saw..."

……

"So you came again tonight?"

The woodcutter continued what the woman said.

……

After a brief pause, the woman nodded.

"Yes."

"Maybe I was wrong once."

"I want to try and see if I can see it again..."

……

"Did you see it?"

The woodcutter asked.

He couldn't help but look up in the direction of his brother's study.

Bright light shines through the windows.

It illuminated the dark night.

……

The woodcutter withdrew his gaze.

He looked at the woman.

……

The woman's face showed confusion and doubt.

"No."

She shook her head.

"You saw it too."

Since it has been said anyway, the woman is no longer shy about it.

"I hid at the window of my brother's study."

"Secretly watching my brother in the room."

"But what I saw was my brother eating."

"There's nothing unusual about it."

"There was a voice by chance..."

"I didn't hear what was said clearly."

"But I just saw my brother talking to himself."

……

"Doesn't that mean my brother is fine?"

The woodcutter blurted out.

Wouldn't that be great?

What else is there to worry about?
……

“…It’s different from what I saw during the day.”

The woman hesitated for a while and finally expressed her feelings.

This is also the reason why she couldn't completely let go of the stone in her heart even though she didn't discover anything just now.

……

"It's different from what you saw during the day?"

The woodcutter roughly repeated what the woman said.

……

"Ah."

The woman nodded.

“I never thought that…”

"After this discovery..."

"It turns out that a person is different when he talks to others and when he talks to himself..."

She had always thought it was about the same.

It's all about talking to people.

Just a conversation with myself.

One talks to others.

But no.

They are different.

……

“It’s easy to tell.”

The woman thought of her aunt's words.

My aunt seemed to have said something similar.

At that time, neither she nor the woodcutter cared.

……

Because it is so easy to judge, the woman has no way to deceive herself.

There was no way I could accept the explanation that my brother didn't talk to anyone.

She still had doubts.

No answer yet.