Iron Snow Clouds

Chapter 5684 (Five Thousand Six Hundred and Eighty-Four) Sorrow

"I don't know how long we have to wait." said the man with brown hands.

"Are you anxious?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

"Yes," said the Brown-Handed Man.

“But it seems difficult to control anything.” said the Gray Hand Man.

"Yes." The brown-handed man said, "It is indeed difficult to control. Just like me talking to you here now, it seems like a waste of time."

The Gray Hand Man said, "Listen, is there any change again?"

"I heard it." The brown-handed man said, "In the midst of the crying and laughing, the crying overwhelmed the laughter. Is this what you wanted to say?"

"That's it," said the Gray Hand Man. "The crying and laughing were about the same size, right?"

"Yes." said the man with brown hands.

"The crying is much louder than the laughter now," said the Gray Hand Man.

"Did you notice when this change happened?" asked the Brown-Handed Man.

"I didn't notice." said the man with gray hands.

"Do you think this change is gradual or sudden?" asked the Brown-Handed Man.

"I don't know, but based on my guess, I think it's a mutation." said the Gray Hand Man.

"What's the reason?" said the Brown Hand Man. "Is the reason that we didn't notice when it changed?"

"Yes. That's the reason," said the Gray Hand Man. "Of course, I don't think it's a good reason. Really, not at all. But I can't think of any other reason, so I'll use this one."

The brown-handed man said, "You are not the only one who thinks this way. I think so too. In fact, I also think that my idea is irrational. But in this environment, I can't say for sure what idea is truly irrational. So let it be. It seems that this is the only way. I am more helpless."

The Gray Hand said, "Have you noticed that the only thing that has changed is that the crying sound is louder than the laughing sound?"

"I found out." The brown-handed man said, "I don't know if what I'm about to say is what you want to say." "Tell me about it." The gray-handed man said, "I guess you and I are thinking the same thing again."

"I found that laughter itself has changed." said the brown-handed man.

"I'll just say the same thing." said the Gray Hand Man.

"Is this really the case?" asked the brown-handed man.

"That's right." The Gray Hand Man said, "Let me tell you the specific changes I felt. I don't know if it's the same as what you want to say."

The brown-handed man said, "I think it's about the same."

"At first, I couldn't tell what kind of laughter it was. It just felt weird. But after the crying became louder than the laughter, the laughter became sad." The Gray Hand said, "If I don't want to be absolute, to be precise, that laughter gave me a sense of sadness."

"You are not the only one feeling sad." said the man with brown hands.

"Does what you said prove that you feel the same way?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

“Yes, I can clearly feel that sense of sadness,” said the brown-handed man.

"Surface feeling or deeper feeling?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

"It's just a superficial feeling, an ordinary one." The brown-handed man said, "But I think it's very trustworthy."

"Isn't this a rare occasion when you trust your superficial feelings so much?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

"Yes," said the Brown-Handed Man, "I still firmly believe it. It's a bit unexpected. What about you? Don't you believe it?"

"In fact, at this moment, I am as convinced as you are." said the man with gray hands.

"What happened just now?" asked the man with brown hands.

“The reason why I couldn’t be sure if I was the only one feeling this sadness was because I suspected that I had this feeling because of the influence of the crying.” said the man with gray hands.

(End of this chapter)