Iron Snow Clouds

Chapter 7113 (Seven Thousand One Hundred and Thirteen) Run Away

"Here we go again." said the man with brown hands.

The Gray Hand asked, "What are you doing?"

"'You are me and I am you'." said the man with brown hands.

"This time I said 'if', and I was just assuming. I didn't make any firm decision this time." said the man with gray hands.

The brown-handed man asked, "You still want to decide on something or other? What do you want?"

The Gray Hand Man smiled and said, "Even if it's settled, I won't feel uncomfortable."

“It won’t happen, but you won’t say that either,” said the brown-handed man.

"How do you know?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

"That's not your habit," said the brown-handed man.

"What are my habits?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

"How can you say something like this when it is still unclear whether it is true or not?" asked the brown-handed man.

The Gray Hand Man said, "But this period is different from before."

"I won't explain the details. Anyway, you said so." said the man with brown hands.

"When you spoke like that at first, it made me think I was sure." said the Gray Hand.

"How did I speak in the first place?" asked the Brown-Handed Man.

The Gray Hand Man smiled and said, "Can I imitate him?"

"You can just imitate me directly, why are you asking me specifically?" asked the man with brown hands.

"If I imitated you directly, you would ask me later why I imitated your tone of voice this time." said the man with gray hands.

"Even if it is, just ask what happened?" asked the brown-handed man.

"Nothing, so I just told you directly that I was going to imitate, I was going to imitate the tone of your voice just now." said the man with gray hands.

"Okay, then you imitate me." said the man with brown hands.

The Gray Hand Man said, "'You are me and I am you'."

"That's it?" asked the brown-handed man. "What's wrong? Not like that?" asked the gray-handed man.

"It's not that it doesn't look like the original, it's just that it's too short." said the man with brown hands.

"What you said is so short, can I imitate it and make it longer for you?" asked the man with gray hands.

“I thought you would do more than just imitate that,” said the brown-handed man.

"Do you want to add anything else? If you do, then I'm talking about something else." said the man with gray hands.

The Brown-Handed Man asked, "Forget it, don't imitate anything else, this one is enough."

"Enough of what? Do you want to explain it more clearly?" asked the man with gray hands.

"It looks similar enough." said the man with brown hands.

"That sounds nice," said the man with gray hands.

"Do you think it sounds good when I say you imitate me well enough?" asked the Brown-Handed Man.

"Yes." The Gray Hand Man said, "I like to listen to it. It sounds good."

"Do you want to tell me something you don't want to hear?" asked the man with brown hands.

"I didn't expect there was anything I didn't like to hear." said the man with gray hands.

"You like to hear everything?" asked the Brown-Handed Man.

"How did you come to this conclusion? It doesn't make sense." The Gray Hand Man said, "I just said that I didn't think of anything I didn't like to hear. I haven't thought of it yet."

The brown-handed man asked, "If you think about it again, can you figure it out?"

"I thought about it for a while, but what I came up with was off topic." said the man with gray hands.

"Why did it go astray?" asked the man with brown hands.

"I don't like to be scolded by the Lord." The Gray Hand said, "Is this off track?"

"This seems to be the case." said the man with brown hands.

"That's exactly what it is." The Gray Hand said, "Not only did it run off the track, it also ran far away. You can even say it got lost."

The brown-handed man said, "But I agree with what you said."