Chapter 5854 (five thousand eight hundred and fifty-four)

The Gray Hand said, “What did you guess?”

The brown-handed man said, “Let me guess. It depends on what happens to us in a while.”

“What will happen after a while? Do you mean that if nothing happens to us this time and we leave this environment, and then leave this world many years later, then we may no longer remember the uncertainty about the future during this period of time?” asked the Gray Hand Man.

“How come you guessed this even though I thought of it by chance?” asked the man with brown hands.

“That’s normal.” The Gray Hand said, “You said you want to see what happens to us in a while, so it’s normal for me to guess this, right?”

The brown-handed man asked again, “You were able to think of this so quickly. Does that mean it’s really possible?”

“What do you think?” asked the Gray Hand Man.

The Brown-Handed Man said, “I thought you had some new feelings.”

“No,” said the Gray Hand Man, “If I really had any new feelings, I would be very excited.”

The brown-handed man asked, “Will it show?”

“Yes.” The Gray Hand said, “I no longer need to be the same as before. Now, if I have emotions, I can show them.”

The Brown-Handed Man said, “But you can also choose not to show it, right?”

“Yes, you can, but I may not choose that way, for something like this.” said the man with gray hands.

The brown-handed man asked again, “You think that possibility is not very high, right?”

The Gray Hand Man asked, “Do you think it’s big?”

“I was just saying that.” said the man with brown hands.

“I see.” The Gray Hand Man said, “You said that because you think the possibility is not high.”

The brown-handed man asked again, “Of course, otherwise would we have been talking about this for so long?” The gray-handed man said, “I will talk nonsense in this kind of environment.”

“I am.” The brown-handed man said, “But although what we talked about may not seem to be of much use, it can be considered a kind of ‘sweetness’ in the process, right?”

The Gray Hand said, “Isn’t it true that the more you don’t know how long it will last, the sweeter it seems?”

The brown-handed man smiled and said, “Not necessarily. If we knew when, it would be too early. We cherish this limited time, I talk nonsense, you listen to nonsense, we communicate like this, and spend this limited time, then won’t this time seem extra sweet?”

“How come you are talking nonsense and I am listening to it?” The Gray Hand Man said with a smile, “You got it the other way around.”

“When I said that just now, I thought you might think I said the opposite.” said the brown-handed man.

“But you still want to say that?” asked the Gray Hand Man.

“Because that’s what I think, it’s very smooth and comfortable to talk about it.” said the man with brown hands.

“Forget it, I won’t continue talking about this.” The Gray Hand Man said, “Do you want to know or not?”

The brown-handed man said, “There is really no clear hope.”

“So knowing or not knowing makes no difference to you?” asked the Gray Hand Man.

“Yes,” said the brown-handed man, “I think so. What do you think?”

“It doesn’t seem to make any difference.” said the Gray Hand Man.

“Will we be remembered in the future if we continue to talk about the sweetness of this period?” asked the brown-handed man.

The Gray Hand Man said, “Do you want to continue talking?”

“Will continuing to talk about it help me remember the sweetness of this moment?” asked the Brown-Handed Man.

(End of this chapter)