Iron Snow Clouds

Chapter 5048 (Five Thousand and Forty-Eight) Green
When the Gray Hand Man heard that person say that he was not so easy to control, he felt a little nervous, thinking that the other party might be affected by some changes here. But at this moment, the Gray Hand Man did not realize that there were any changes here. He just vaguely felt that maybe the tree bead had changed again and he didn't know it yet.

The gray-handed man glanced at the brown-handed man, and seeing that the brown-handed man was looking at the tree bead, he asked in a low voice: "Did you see anything unusual?"

"No." The Brown-Handed Man looked at the Gray-Handed Man and answered in a low voice.

The Gray Hand Man said "hmm", then looked at 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", and asked: "I know you didn't lie to me. At this moment, you feel that life is just like that. Do you think your thoughts at that moment were too abnormal?"

"Yes." The man said, "Now that I think about it, it was because I thought of suicide at that time that I suddenly... suddenly had some feelings about life. Under normal circumstances... people like me should not think about life... I don't know... I don't know if everyone in this world is like this. When they are on the verge of giving up their lives, they can... think of some things related to life."

The Gray Hand Man asked, "What happened after you thought about something related to life?"

"At that time... I... I looked around, everything... everything was green... The air was so good, the sunshine was so warm, and at first I was wondering... whether I would die in such warmth..." the man said.

"At that time...your discomfort with the feeling of being exposed to the sun in the spring disappeared?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

"Yes...disappeared." said the man.

"After the discomfort disappeared, did you think about the aspect of will-killing?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

"No...it seems...it seems like not even a moment." The man said, "If I...remember correctly."

"If it was any other time, you would have thought of it, right?" asked the Man with Gray Hands.

"Yes." The man said, "Yes, I will definitely think of it."

"I didn't expect the reason for the loss of will this time. Do you know what it is?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

"What happened back then... when I recall it now... it's just a memory... As for the reasons and such, I still... still don't dare to say I 'know'. I'll just say... what I think." said the man.

"Just say what you think." said the Gray Hand Man.

That person said, "I think... at that time... I didn't think about wasting my will, probably because... I had already... decided to end my life. People should live first before they can talk about will and the like... I don't even plan to continue living, so... what will can I talk about? I used to worry about wasting my will because I was worried that if I indulged in some illusory beauty for too long, I would find it difficult to adapt to the cruelty of the world... What I was worried about... was the future... As for that day, there was no future, so what was there to talk about wasting or not? A dying person... has no future. If there is no future, there is no need to worry."

The Gray Hand said, "At that time, you no longer considered the future and let go of everything related to the future, so it didn't matter?"

(End of this chapter)