Iron Snow Clouds

Chapter 5868 Hours

Chapter 5868 (five thousand eight hundred sixty-eight) hours

“Yes, that’s right,” said the Brown-Handed Man.

“Don’t you think it’s inappropriate?” asked the man with gray hands.

“I don’t think so.” The brown-handed man said, “It doesn’t matter whether others know the standards that you have in your heart or not.”

The Gray Hand Man said, “I see. I can borrow it, too.”

“Borrow it?” asked the brown-handed man. “What do you want to use it for?”

“To measure your laughter,” said the Gray Hand Man.

“Oh, so that’s what you want.” The brown-handed man said, “Then it’s good that I didn’t let you know.”

The Gray Hand Man laughed again.

The brown-handed man said, “You are laughing again.”

“Is this bad enough?” asked the Gray Hand Man.

“Not enough.” said the man with brown hands.

“Why isn’t it enough?” asked the Gray Hand Man.

“No reason.” said the man with brown hands.

“Oh, no reason. Since you say it’s not enough, then it’s not enough, right?” asked the man with gray hands.

“Yes,” said the Brown-Handed Man.

“The conversation between you and me is just like that of two little kids.” said the man with gray hands.

“Yes, I think so too,” said the Brown-Handed Man.

The Gray Hand Man added, “It’s not bad to keep it this way.”

“Of course it’s good.” said the man with brown hands.

“Do you want to continue with the previous question?” asked the man with gray hands.

“No more talking.” said the man with brown hands.

“Why don’t you say anything again?” asked the man with gray hands.

“Because you said our conversation was like that of two little kids.” said the brown-handed man.

“Just because of this, we are not going to continue the previous topic?” asked the man with gray hands.

“Yes,” said the Brown-Handed Man.

“Why?” asked the Gray Hand Man.

“Because it should be like a conversation between two children.” said the man with brown hands.

“I just said that what you and I said are similar, but I didn’t say that we should continue to be similar.” The gray-handed man said. The brown-handed man said, “But you still said that it’s not bad to keep it this way.”

“Just because I said it’s true, you’re going to try to make our conversation like that of children?” asked the Gray Hand Man.

“Yes.” The brown-handed man said, “Not only do you think it’s good, I also want to think it’s good.”

“Are you and I becoming more and more childish?” asked the Gray Hand Man.

“It seems so.” said the man with brown hands.

“I vaguely thought of ourselves before we turned into humans,” the Gray-Handed Man said suddenly.

“I have also thought of it vaguely.” The Gray Hand Man said, “Unfortunately, I still can’t think clearly, but I vaguely feel that you and I were very familiar with it when we were children.”

“That’s right.” said the man with brown hands.

“You too?” asked the Gray Hand Man.

“Yes.” The brown-handed man replied.

The Gray Hand Man said again: “Will we go back?”

“Where are you going back to?” asked the Brown Hand Man. “When you were little?”

“You asked that question.” said the man with gray hands.

“Is it possible for this to happen in this environment?” asked the Brown-Handed Man.

“I can’t just say it’s impossible.” The Gray Hand Man said, “That would be absolutely impossible.”

“Then I’ll assume that you think you can,” said the brown-handed man.

“Do you want to go back?” asked the Gray Hand Man.

“When you and I grow up, we shouldn’t have to relive certain things, right?” asked the Brown-Handed Man.

“I don’t know.” said the Gray Hand Man.

“So do you still want to go back?” asked the man with brown hands.

“What if we never grow up after we go back?” asked the Gray Hand Man.

“You are very imaginative.” said the man with brown hands.

“You’re not going to say it’s impossible?” asked the Gray Hand Man.

“You can’t say it’s impossible, and I don’t want to say it absolutely.” said the man with brown hands.

“Then I’ll take it as a possibility,” said the Gray Hand Man.

“Is this what you and I are fantasizing about?” asked the Brown-Handed Man.

(End of this chapter)