Iron Snow Clouds

Chapter 5890 (Five Thousand Eight Hundred and Ninety) Same Model
"Yes," said the brown-handed man, "I'll decide how many times you ask me."

The Gray Hand Man said, "If I hadn't said so much just now, would you have answered me eventually?"

"Yes." said the brown-handed man, "I will answer anyway."

"I'll listen." said the man with gray hands.

"What are you listening for?" The brown-handed man laughed, "Listen to see if there is more singing coming from his abdomen, or listen to see if there are other sounds in the environment? Or, listen to the songs of our lives, and see how many of them we haven't sung yet."

"What?" The man with gray hands was stunned.

"I've already told you, why are you still asking?" The man with brown hands laughed.

"You're covering up again," said the Gray Hand Man.

"If I smile, will you say it's a cover-up?" asked the man with brown hands.

"Tell me the truth, did you cover up this time?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

"Yes," said the brown-handed man, "I concealed it. And you even saw through my concealment."

The Gray Hand Man said, "It's hard for you to hide this kind of thing, in front of me."

"That's right," said the Brown-Handed Man. "It's just as hard for you to hide in front of me."

"In fact, when you and I were covering it up, we didn't really think whether we could really cover it up, right?" asked the man with gray hands.

"Yes." said the man with brown hands.

"You are indeed the same." said the man with gray hands.

"But I don't know why it is so." said the Brown-Handed Man.

"You don't need to know, just do it." The Gray Hand Man said, "After all, you and I still have the opportunity to decide whether to do it or not during this period of time."

The brown-handed man added, "Yes, it's not easy. Cherish this hard-won opportunity."

"I thought of what happened just now again." said the man with gray hands.

"What did you think of?" asked the man with brown hands.

“You and I both feel heavy, yet you are still joking.” said the Gray Hand Man.

The brown-handed man said, "Yes, and he really meant it when he laughed."

"Me too." The Gray Hand Man said, "You and I can both laugh sincerely even when we are feeling heavy, which is pretty impressive." The Brown Hand Man said, "Is that impressive?"

"You don't agree?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

"You are awesome." said the man with brown hands.

"What about you?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

"I'm not that powerful." said the man with brown hands.

"How can there be two standards for something like this?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

"You are the best." said the man with brown hands.

"If you ask me, you are the best." said the man with gray hands.

The brown-handed man said again, "You see, you are in a certain pattern again without knowing it."

"What about me?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

"Yeah, who else should we talk about?" the man with brown hands asked with a deliberate smile.

"Tell me about yourself." The man with gray hands laughed.

"You want to talk about me, right?" asked the man with brown hands.

"That's right." The Gray Hand said, "I mean you are in a certain mode without knowing it."

The brown-handed man said again, "You tell me, I can't do anything about it."

"That's fine." said the man with gray hands.

The brown-handed man asked, "What do you mean?"

"You and I are both in a certain pattern without knowing it, but at least we are together." said the man with gray hands.

"That's right." The brown-handed man said, "Can this be called 'same model'?"

The Gray Hand Man laughed loudly and said, "You are such a joker. 'Same model' is a term related to the magic used by someone else. How dare you use it here?"

"Who?" said the Brown Hand Man. "Yes, it's a term in his magic. I think it's very suitable for you and me."

(End of this chapter)