Iron Snow Clouds

Chapter 6285 (Six Thousand Two Hundred and Eighty-Five) Sincerely

The Gray Hand Man asked, "Really? You can even say that."

The brown-handed man said, "That's what I think. Of course I can say it out."

"That makes me feel strange," said the man with gray hands.

"Strange?" said the Brown-Handed Man. "Why does it feel strange to you?"

"When I say strange, I mean fresh." The Gray Hand said, "Fresh is not a bad thing."

"What's new about it? You haven't explained it clearly yet." The man with brown hands laughed.

The Gray Hand Man said to the Brown Hand Man, "Just the fact that you said you thought so and could say it is fresh. I feel fresh and strange."

"Do you mean that we can't necessarily express what we think?" The brown-handed man said, "In the past."

The Gray Hand Man smiled and said, "That's exactly what I meant. I don't think you would have said this so naturally before what happened today."

"That's right. In the past, I not only believed that what you think doesn't have to be spoken out, but I also believed that things that you don't think that way should be spoken out when necessary." said the man with brown hands.

"That's right. You're not the only one." The Gray Hand Man said, "Hearing you talk like this now, I can recall some of my past experiences."

"An insincere experience?" asked the brown-handed man.

“That’s right. Actually, I feel strange and fresh when I hear the word ‘insincere’ now.” The Gray-Handed Man laughed.

“Has it come to this?” asked the Brown-Handed Man.

"That's right." The Gray Hand said, "You asked this question, which means you understand why I feel strange and fresh when I hear the term 'insincere'. Am I right?"

"I guess I'm right." The brown-handed man said, "Would you like to explain why you think the phrase 'insincere' is strange and new to you?"

"Do you want to hear me?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

"I do." said the man with brown hands.

"Let me tell you," said the Gray Hand Man, "Before what happened today, it seemed normal to say things that you didn't mean." The Brown Hand Man knew why the Gray Hand Man said that, but he deliberately asked, "Since it seemed normal, why do you feel strange and fresh when you said these four words today?"

"You're asking questions even though you already know the answer." The man with gray hands laughed.

"That's right, I'm just asking to elicit more explanations from you," said the brown-handed man.

“In fact, you have silently explained it to yourself ten thousand times.” said the man with gray hands.

"Really not." said the man with brown hands.

"I just said too much. Just because you don't admit that you have silently explained it to yourself a thousand times doesn't mean you haven't silently explained it." said the man with gray hands.

"It is just as you said." The brown-handed man smiled, "What I just denied was what you said ten thousand times. I did not deny my own silent explanation."

The Gray Hand said, "Since you still want to hear my explanation, then I will explain."

"That's great." The brown-handed man smiled.

"You're so happy about this?" The Gray Hand said, "Your laughter is a little obvious."

The Brown Hand Man said, "That's it. Explain it."

The Gray Hand Man said to the Brown Hand Man, "I'm used to saying things that don't mean what I mean, and I don't even think it's a problem anymore."

"I haven't finished explaining yet." said the man with brown hands.

"Come little by little." said the man with gray hands.

"Well, explain it step by step, one point at a time." The brown-handed man smiled, "This way I can hear it more clearly."

The Gray Hand said, "Even though you can understand it anyway, I still have to do it step by step."

(End of this chapter)