Iron Snow Clouds

Chapter 6589 (Six Thousand Five Hundred and Eighty-Nine) Love

The brown-handed man said, "Forget it, no need to ask."

The Gray Hand Man asked, "Why let it go?"

"That's enough." said the man with brown hands.

"Enough of what?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

"I am already very satisfied if you say so," said the man with brown hands.

"Satisfied with what?" The Gray Hand Man asked, "Did I say anything? Oh, I think I know what you want to hear me ask."

"Really?" said the brown-handed man, "Tell me about it."

The gray-handed man said to the brown-handed man, "Do you want me to ask you why you want to be so casual?"

The brown-handed man smiled and said, "You really know what I think."

"Did I guess that accurately?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

"Yes." said the man with brown hands.

"Do you want to hear me ask this, or do you want to tell me the answer yourself?" said the man with gray hands.

"Is there a big difference between the two?" asked the Brown-Handed Man.

The man with gray hands said, "I can't really say whether it's big or small. I just know that one of you asked me to ask, and I can't say whether you will answer or not, and the other one is that you just want to tell me the answer, whether I ask or not."

The brown-handed man laughed and said, "Is it so detailed?"

The Gray Hand said, "Yes, you are thinking of merging into one?"

"What I think is, you ask and I answer," said the man with brown hands.

The Gray Hand Man said to the Brown Hand Man, "Then let me ask you why you want to be so casual."

"Because for me at that time, being casual was too rare. It was something I yearned for." said the man with brown hands.

"Okay, I understand." said the man with gray hands.

"Nothing else to say?" asked the Brown Handed Man.

The gray-handed man said, "Let me ask you, have you been more casual these days compared to before?" The brown-handed man said, "Yes. To the extent that the two cannot be compared."

The Gray Hand Man said to the Brown Hand Man, "Then we can go down at will."

The brown-handed man suddenly asked, "How long?"

The Gray Hands man didn't know how to answer, so he just said leisurely, "It doesn't matter how long it takes."

The brown-handed man said, "Didn't you feel uncomfortable after hearing what I just said?"

"A little bit..." said the man with gray hands.

"You just waited for a while before saying 'it doesn't matter how long it takes'." said the man with brown hands.

"Is this proof that I am feeling unwell?" the Gray Hands asked.

"Is that so?" said the man with brown hands.

"You understand, I understand, that's enough." said the man with gray hands.

"I think I should say something you like to hear." said the brown-handed man.

"I love to listen to them all." said the man with gray hands.

The brown-handed man asked, "Love them all? You're going too far!"

The Gray Hand said, "What's wrong with that? What you just said is what I like to hear. I especially like to hear you say 'those people will laugh at those who do good deeds, thinking that they are particularly aware of the current situation', and the following 'instead of being ashamed, they are proud of it, complacent and self-satisfied.'"

"Do you want me to say it again?" asked the Brown Hand Man.

"It's all right." The Gray Hand said, "It makes me feel comfortable anyway."

The Brown-Handed Man repeated.

"It sounds good." The Gray Hand Man laughed. "Those people will laugh at those who do good deeds, and those who do good deeds will be laughed at for doing good deeds. There are too many injustices behind it."

"Laughing at people who do good deeds, yet thinking that they are very thoughtful," said the brown-handed man. "That's what I've seen before."

"Thoughts? If 'thoughts' could laugh, their whole faces would be distorted with laughter when they heard such words, right?" the Gray Hand Man asked with a smile.

(End of this chapter)