Iron Snow Clouds

Chapter 5922 (five thousand nine hundred and twenty-two) is a coincidence

The brown-handed man smiled and said, "Since there is no other way, don't say anything."

"Your tone reminds me of that someone. Are you doing that on purpose?" said the man with gray hands, laughing.

The brown-handed man said, "Yes, it was intentional."

"What good does it do you to remind me of him?" asked the Gray Hands.

The brown-handed man laughed and said, "How dare you say such a thing!"

"Listen to your laughter, are you praising me?" asked the man with gray hands.

"I guess so." The man with brown hands laughed.

The Gray Hand said, "What is there to praise about this?"

"I just feel happy." said the man with brown hands.

"Would it please you to look like I don't want to think about that guy?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

"Yeah, it's pretty satisfying," said the man with brown hands.

"You don't want to think about him either?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

"Actually, we have been talking about him just now." said the brown-handed man.

"Did you feel uncomfortable just now?" asked the man with gray hands.

"No." The brown-handed man smiled, "The way you talked just now is what I like at the moment."

The Gray Hand said, "You praised me this time because I did something I would never do before, isn't that right?"

"Yes." The brown-handed man said, "In my opinion, it doesn't matter whether I remember him or not. It's just that I feel happy when it's different from before."

The Gray Hand Man laughed and said, "You and I just inhaled, and we haven't seen any results yet, right?"

"Yes." said the man with brown hands.

"Then do we need to exhale intentionally?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

"What do you think?" asked the brown-handed man with a smile.

"Try it?" the man with gray hands asked deliberately.

"Do you really want to try?" asked the brown-handed man.

"Do you think it looks like it?" the Gray Hand Man asked again.

"Not like it." The brown-handed man laughed.

The Gray Hand said, "Do you want to try?"

"What do you think?" asked the brown-handed man. "Just tell me," said the gray-handed man.

"Just say it directly. Everything is fine." The man with brown hands said with a smile.

"How do you mean 'anything goes'?" asked the Gray Hands Man.

"Since you ask, I know you understand what I mean by 'anything is fine'." said the brown-handed man.

The Gray Hand Man said, "Now that you understand, do you want to answer me?"

"Answer me." The brown-handed man said, "If you want to try, I will try. If you don't want to try, I won't try."

"Don't you have any clear needs?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

"No," said the Brown-Handed Man.

"Then I'm fine with anything." said the man with gray hands.

"How did you suddenly become 'all right' again?" asked the brown-handed man.

"It's changing all the time, how normal." said the Gray Hand Man.

"How is it such a coincidence that this change happened exactly as I wanted?" asked the brown-handed man.

"You already said it was a coincidence." said the man with gray hands.

"If I say it was a coincidence, will you admit it?" asked the man with brown hands with a smile.

“There’s no need for me to deny it,” said the Gray Hand Man.

“Then I can say it’s not a coincidence now.” The brown-handed man laughed.

"Why did it change so quickly?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

"It's changing all the time, how normal," said the brown-handed man.

"This sounds too familiar, doesn't it?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

"That's right." The brown-handed man said, "It sounds familiar to me too. Tell me, am I repeating something?"

"Do you need to ask me all this?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

"You also feel that I talk too much nonsense, don't you?" asked the brown-handed man.

"No," said the Gray Hand Man.

"Why do you deny it again?" the brown-handed man laughed.

"You just talk a lot. There's a difference between talking a lot and talking a lot of nonsense." said the man with gray hands.

(End of this chapter)