Iron Snow Clouds

Chapter 5953 (Five Thousand Nine Hundred and Fifty Three) Dream

The brown-handed man said, "Then I won't say anything."

The Gray Hand Man smiled and said, "It's quite fun."

The brown-handed man said, "When will the sound end?"

"Do you really want it to stop?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

"That's not the case." said the man with brown hands.

"I thought you were tired of listening." said the man with gray hands.

"Why should we be impatient about this?" said the Brown-Handed Man. "We have heard many things that are more annoying than this before, haven't we?"

The Gray Hand Man said, “It’s too much to talk about.”

The brown-handed man deliberately asked, "How much?"

"Innumerable," said the Gray Hand Man. "I think so. What about you? What do you think?"

"It's just as you thought." The brown-handed man said, "It's just that there are countless."

"Then how did we get here before?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

"You just came here like that." The brown-handed man said, "Just bear with it."

"How did you endure it?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

"You did it on purpose, didn't you?" asked the brown-handed man.

"What did I do on purpose?" the man with gray hands asked deliberately.

The brown-handed man said, "They deliberately made me recall those things."

"Do you like memories?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

"That depends on what you recall." said the man with brown hands.

"What would you like to recall?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

"Of course it is beautiful," said the Brown-Handed Man.

The Gray Hand asked, "For example?"

"I really can't give you an example right now," said the man with brown hands.

"Why?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

"Think about it," said the Brown-Handed Man.

"What do you mean?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

"You obviously understand, yet you ask again." said the man with brown hands.

"I do understand," said the Gray Hand.

"Then should I still speak?" asked the brown-handed man. "Speak," said the gray-handed man, "are you willing?"

"I am willing." said the man with brown hands.

"You are willing to do this again." said the man with gray hands, smiling.

"Of course." said the brown-handed man.

"Go ahead." said the man with gray hands.

"We used to be so patient. A lot of what I'm thinking about now is my experience of endurance." The brown-handed man said, "The experience of endurance is not a good one for me."

"Then you said it was beautiful." said the man with gray hands.

"You did it on purpose." The brown-handed man laughed.

The Gray Hand Man said, "Is there nothing beautiful at all?"

"Is it easy to remember?" said the brown-handed man, "How about you tell me something nice?"

The Gray Hand Man smiled and said, "That's fine."

"You just say it's okay, but you don't give any details." said the man with brown hands.

"I haven't told you yet." said the man with gray hands.

"Tell me now," said the brown-handed man, "Are you willing?"

"I would like to." The man with gray hands smiled.

"Speak." said the man with brown hands.

"Once, I had a dream..." said the man with gray hands.

Before the Gray Hand Man could finish his words, the Brown Hand Man interrupted him and said with a smile, "Okay, I understand."

"I haven't told you what the dream was." said the man with gray hands.

"You said this was a dream, don't I understand what it means?" asked the man with brown hands.

The Gray Hand Man laughed and said, "That's right, I don't want to continue talking."

"Really?" asked the Brown-Handed Man.

"Really, because I don't remember that dream very clearly." The Gray Hand Man said, "If I continue, I will have to think about it in detail, but I am too lazy to think about it."

"Don't you think it's wonderful?" said the brown-handed man, "You're too lazy to think about it?"

The Gray Hand Man said: "The dream is beautiful, but it makes the outside world look even worse."

The brown-handed man said, "Actually, when you asked me to talk about it just now, I also thought of dreams."

(End of this chapter)