Chapter 6970
Join Hands
Chapter 6970 (Six Thousand Nine Hundred and Seventy) Join Hands
The Gray Hand said, "You are directly blaming yourself? Can you say that you brought it upon yourself?"
"It depends on how you look at it." said the man with brown hands.
"How else can I see it?" asked the Gray Hand Man.
The Brown-Handed Man said to the Gray-Handed Man, "Do you really think that I am the one who brought this upon myself?"
"It can be considered as such." said the man with gray hands.
"Yes, at least there is still room for maneuver." said the man with brown hands.
"I always leave room for maneuver when I speak," said the man with gray hands.
“But sometimes he can appear very determined.” said the brown-handed man.
"Just like you, sometimes I can seem resolute." The Gray Hand said, "Why didn't you say that sometimes I can seem absolute?"
"Isn't this a more tactful way of saying it, leaving room for maneuver?" asked the brown-handed man.
The Gray Hand said, "It's also to leave some room for maneuver, right? I understand."
The brown-handed man said, "You haven't laughed out loud yet. I think I have changed the atmosphere."
The Gray Hand Man said to the Brown Hand Man, "I think a serious atmosphere is good at this moment."
"Do you really think so now?" asked the Brown-Handed Man.
The Gray Hand Man said to the Brown Hand Man, "Yes, actually, I think it's not a bad state to be immersed in thinking about whether or not there is a choice."
"You think that a good state can include this as well. It's easy for you to think that it's good." said the brown-handed man.
The Gray Hand Man asked the Brown Hand Man, "You haven't laughed out loud in this period of time."
The brown-handed man said, "The atmosphere is here, so I am naturally like this."
"Are you following the mood?" asked the Gray Hand Man.
The brown-handed man smiled at the gray-handed man and said, "You can't call it cooperation. Anyway, it just happened that I didn't laugh out loud during this period of time."
"You make it sound like a coincidence, but what about the reality?" asked the Gray Hand Man.
The man with brown hands said, "Actually, what you told me is the same thing." "Has it become a habit for you to adapt to the atmosphere?" asked the man with gray hands.
"It's possible, but if you didn't tell me, I wouldn't have noticed it." said the man with brown hands.
The Gray Hand Man smiled at the Brown Hand Man and said, "Didn't you notice?"
"At least I didn't think about it deliberately." said the man with brown hands.
"Didn't you ever think about breaking the atmosphere?" asked the Gray Hand Man.
"Why don't you have it?" asked the brown-handed man.
"I've certainly thought about it," said the Gray Hand Man.
"Just break it now." said the man with brown hands.
The Gray Hand Man asked, "How do I break it? Did I laugh on purpose?"
The brown-handed man said, "Forget about it if you did it on purpose. Of course, I still want to say that I hope you can choose. Even if you did it on purpose, it is still a choice of yours."
The Gray Hand said, "Well, we both hope that the other party can choose. I know that you hope that even if I do something deliberately, it is my own choice, rather than being forced to do it deliberately."
"That's right. After all, we were forced to do too many things on purpose before." The brown-handed man said, "We are all like this, right?"
The Gray Hand said, "Yes. I hope you can choose to do something casually, or you can choose to do something deliberately."
"I know." said the man with brown hands.
"Anyway, the atmosphere is becoming more and more serious." said the man with gray hands.
"It's all my fault." said the man with brown hands.
"You can say it was me who caused it." said the man with gray hands.
"It must be so," said the brown-handed man. "That's what we did together. How about that?"
"I am very satisfied." said the man with gray hands.
"Are you satisfied with what I said, that we worked together to create this, or are you satisfied with this atmosphere?" asked the brown-handed man.