Chapter 4542
Hoarse
Chapter 4542 (Four Thousand Five Hundred and Forty-Two) Hoarse
The man said, "Because... because the person who made the strange sound... had a very rough voice... Not only rough, but also a little... a little hoarse... like... like the voice of an old grandfather I met before. And the singing voice, actually... actually, more like the voice of an aunt I met before."
"How can you be sure that the voice, like the grandfather's voice you encountered, is not singing with another voice?" asked the Gray Hand Man.
"This... obviously... obviously not." the man replied.
"How can you be so sure?" asked the Gray Hand Man.
“Because that… voice that sounded like that of the old grandfather I met later… talked to… me, and I knew from what he said that he wouldn’t be… singing with that person.” said the person who had previously said, “I don’t have the courage, so I didn’t ask to go. This is what makes you different from me.”
"What did that man say?" asked the Gray Hand Man?
“That person told me that here…here…it’s pitch black…and so quiet,” the person said.
"What was your reaction when you heard it?" asked the Gray Hand Man.
"I spoke to him," the man said.
The man with gray hands was really surprised when he heard this and looked at the man with brown hands.
The Brown Hand Man said to the Gray Hand Man, "So, this time he still thinks he spoke, but we didn't hear him 'talking to himself' here?"
The Gray Hand said, "Yes, the situation is different from last time."
The Brown Hand Man said to the Gray Hand Man, "Ask him what the man said."
The Gray Hands said "hmm" and then asked the man who had said "I don't have the courage, so I didn't ask to go. This is where you and I are different": "What did you say?"
"I said to the man with the rough voice, 'It's not quiet here,'" the man said.
"What was the reaction of the man with the rough voice?" asked the man with the gray hand. The man said, "He told me: There is no other sound here except your voice and mine."
The Gray Hand Man said, "So, the man with the rough voice couldn't hear the song you heard?"
"I don't know if he...really can't hear or what..." the man said, "What he said next was also very...strange."
The Gray Hand asked, "What else did you say?"
The man replied: "He actually said he was my father!"
The Gray Hand Man said, "You didn't believe it?"
"I... of course I don't want to believe it... His voice doesn't sound like my father's... voice... Instead, it sounds like... the voice of that old grandfather I met a long time ago." said the man.
“And do you think you said anything in that darkness?” asked the Gray-Handed Man.
“Yes,” the man answered. “I told him that his voice was different… from my father’s.”
"What about him?" the man asked.
"He said that the situation... would change." The man said, "He also said...he also said that in some cases...some people can only...can only open their mouths, and can't...can make any sound at all, like...like my mother."
"Your mother?" the Gray Hand Man asked, "Did he say anything more about your mother?"
"He did." The man said, "He said...he said let me see my mother opening her mouth to sing but no sound comes out...
(End of this chapter)