Chapter 5538 (five thousand five hundred and thirty-eight) urging

“But it seems that I can’t let go of my worries.” said the brown-handed man.

“Me too.” The Gray Hand Man said, “Why am I like this now? I rarely feel so worried like this before.”

“I feel more like an ordinary person than before,” said the Brown-Handed Man.

“Ordinary people?” the Gray Hand said. “Ordinary people who worry easily?”

“Not only does he worry easily,” said the brown-handed man, “he also has many other emotions to a certain extent, and he also thinks about you.”

“Now that you mention it, I think I will consider you too.” said the man with gray hands.

“Do you like yourself the way you are now?” asked the brown-handed man.

“As far as you’re concerned, I like it,” said the Gray Hand Man, “but I don’t like the procrastination aspect!”

The brown-handed man added, “I don’t like the delay either, but maybe the delay is temporary?”

“You think so?” the Gray Hand Man asked again.

“Don’t you think so?” asked the Brown-Handed Man.

Gray Hand Man said, “Probably, but I don’t know if procrastination will become a part of my character in the future.”

The brown-handed man said, “I don’t think procrastination will become a part of my character in the future.”

“Do you think the delay is simply because you are in a special situation at the moment?” the Gray Hand Man asked again.

“Yes,” said the Brown Hand, “and I think it will be over soon.”

The Gray Hand Man said, “When will it be over?”

“Of course, provided that he is okay,” said the brown-handed man.

“What if he gets hurt?” the gray-handed man asked. “Then there’s nothing that can’t be forgiven, right?” the brown-handed man said, “If he gets hurt, I might die soon. I think that before I die…”

At this point, the Brown Hand Man suddenly felt that what he said just now was a little confusing, so he said, “Maybe, maybe before I lose my life, my procrastination will get better. Well, it’s possible. What I mean is, even if it gets better, what’s the point for me? Am I talking a little confusing?”

The Gray Hand said, “Although you didn’t answer my question directly, I can understand what you mean. You mean that as long as he dies, then no matter whether you continue to delay or not, everything will be over, because your life will also be gone, and if your life is gone, there will naturally be no more delay. Even if you have stopped delaying before you lose your life, it will be meaningless once your life is gone. I don’t know if what I understand is the same as what you think.”

“Yes.” The brown-handed man said, “My thoughts were very confused just now, but now that you’ve said this, I think it’s clearer now.”

“quick–“

The Gray Hand and the Brown Hand heard the man’s voice again.

“He said ‘fast’?” the Gray Hand asked.

“What do you mean?” asked the brown-handed man.

“It seems like he is urging you to do something?” said the man with gray hands.

“Who are you urging?” the brown-handed man asked again.

“It seems to be him.” said the man with gray hands.

The brown-handed man said, “Maybe he really is urging himself.”

Gray Hand Man said, “What on earth is he trying to do? Why do we all think he’s urging us?”

The brown-handed man said, “Maybe it’s because he can’t urge others. That’s what I think.”

Gray Hand said, “That’s true. If he is really urging me, doesn’t that prove that he is not actually dangerous?”

The brown-handed man said, “Hearing his confidence when he spoke, I really think he is not in danger, at least not at this moment.”

(End of this chapter)