Iron Snow Clouds

Chapter 6833 (Six Thousand Eight Hundred and Thirty Three) True

"I did that, and you do this. Doesn't it feel like revenge?" asked the man with brown hands.

"It's possible that they are similar, but there are many cases in the world where they look like something, so it doesn't mean they are all the same." The man with gray hands laughed.

The brown-handed man asked the gray-handed man, "Okay, that's it. I want to ask you, are you a little unwilling because you didn't finish talking about some topics just now?"

The Gray Hand Man smiled and said, "There are many topics that have not been fully discussed."

The brown-handed man said, "That's true. After all, it was just a casual chat, a random chat. Not to mention that we didn't even finish talking about some topics. It gave me the impression that it had come to an abrupt end."

"Is it so obvious?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

"Don't you have such obvious feelings?" asked the Brown-Handed Man.

"It definitely happened before, but it passed quickly." The Gray Hand said, "It's just that changing the subject doesn't seem natural, but you get used to it."

"You're talking about habits again?" The brown-handed man laughed, "Do you really think that habits are good?"

The Gray Hand said, "What else? Do you plan to go back and review the topics we discussed one by one, and then see which ones ended naturally and which ones didn't, and then talk about the parts that didn't end naturally one by one and end them naturally?"

The brown-handed man laughed.

"What are you laughing at?" asked the man with gray hands.

"Can you find them all?" asked the brown-handed man.

"What do you mean you can find everything?" asked the man with gray hands.

"What I want to say is, with so many topics, can you sort them out one by one?" asked the man with brown hands.

The Gray Hand Man laughed and said, "I really can't figure it out by myself."

"What do you want to do then?" asked the Brown-Handed Man.

"Why do you ask me what I want?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

"You can't figure it out, so you want to give up?" The brown-handed man asked with a smile. "I'm just kidding, who's really going to figure it out?" The gray-handed man laughed.

"I know, I was just joking with you." The brown-handed man laughed.

"Since you are cooperating with me in joking, do you want to cooperate with me in stroking it?" asked the man with gray hands.

"Since you are joking, it means you don't really want to stroke it. If you really want to stroke it, it won't be a joke." The man with brown hands laughed.

“But you can tell more jokes.” The Gray-Handed Man laughed.

"How do you define more?" asked the brown-handed man.

"You clearly knew that I wasn't really going to stroke it, but you continued to joke about it according to what I said, such as telling me how to stroke it specifically." The man with gray hands laughed.

"I feel tired after listening to what you just said." The brown-handed man laughed.

The Gray Hand said, "You feel tired just for a joke? Or are you joking when you say you feel tired?"

The brown-handed man smiled and said, "I was thinking of the situation you were joking about."

"Is this the case with the topic we just discussed?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

"Yes." The brown-handed man said, "It's said now. If I go back to the topic that didn't end naturally and then continue talking and end it naturally again, it would be too tiring. Who would do that for no reason?"

The Gray Hand Man laughed and said, "Don't say you haven't seen it before."

The brown-handed man laughed and said, "You want to use the Lord again?"

"Isn't it that one of the uses of the Lord is to let us repeat what we said before and 'fix' the loopholes?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

“There was that one time.” The brown-handed man laughed.

The Gray Hand asked, "Were you tired that time?"

(End of this chapter)