Iron Snow Clouds

Chapter 5467 (Five Thousand Four Hundred and Sixty Seven) Heart-wrenching

The man replied: "I didn't dare to speak."

The Gray Hand asked again: "What happened next?"

The man added: "He just told me... to shut up."

The Gray Hand said, "You just shut up?"

"Yes." said the man.

"What is in front of you at this moment?" asked the man with gray hands.

"Some... nails appeared," the man said.

"What color nails?"

"Blue." The man said, "It's the kind of blue that is unique to blue-armored people... blue."

“And then you went silent?” asked the Gray Hand Man.

"Yes, and then... it was quiet for a long time." said the man.

The Gray Hand Man asked again: "How did you feel during this time?"

“The pain…is getting worse,” the man said. “Those blue nails are digging at my heart.”

The Gray Hand Man asked again: "Heart-piercing?"

"Yes." The man said, "Pick... my heart."

The Gray Hand Man asked, "Did you see the heart?"

"Yes," the man said, "I saw before my eyes the image of my own...heart."

The Gray Hand asked, "What kind?"

"It's what I imagined my heart to look like." The man said, "I definitely don't know what my own heart looks like, but... but... there is still something... that looks like a heart in front of me."

"How do you know that thing looks like a heart?" the Gray Hand asked. "I saw... a picture before I had that dream." The man said, "That picture was drawn based on... a real person's heart."

After the man said this, he suddenly felt something was wrong, frowned, and said, "No... that picture is wrong!"

"What's wrong?" The man with gray hands felt as if something had happened and asked.

The man said: "That picture... must be different from what I feel, different..."

The Gray Hand Man asked, "But does the heart you dreamed of look like the picture you saw before you had that dream?"

"It's too similar... It's not right." said the man.

The Gray Hand Man asked again: "Why shouldn't it be?"

"That picture...the heart in that picture is not drawn for someone like me!" said the man.

"What kind of person's heart was this painted based on?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

"The blue-armored man... that picture was... drawn according to the blue-armored man's heart!" the man said, "How could I... how could I dream... dream of something like that... this shouldn't be possible."

The Gray Hand felt that the man was a little nervous, because he was worried that he would fall into a state where he could not communicate normally with others again, so he comforted him: "Isn't it just a dream?"

"Ah..." the man said, "Yes, you are right, it's... it's just a dream... it's just a dream, I shouldn't react so strongly. But..."

The Gray Hand asked, "But what?"

"But...some of the other things that appeared in my dream are...all related to things that happened in the past." The man said, "The heart in my dream...was like that, I'm worried about...what it's related to..."

"So what if there is a connection?" asked the Gray Hand Man, "Hasn't it been proven now that there is a connection? Because you have seen other people draw the heart of the Blue Armored Man before, so when you dreamed, the heart in front of you looked like that."

"If it were just this kind of relationship..." the man said.

"What's the matter with you still worrying?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

“Worrying has something to do with my own heart,” the man said.

(End of this chapter)