Iron Snow Clouds

Chapter 6317 Worse

Chapter 6317 (Six Thousand Three Hundred and Seventeen) Worse

The Gray Hands thought for a moment and said, "Maybe. We have come into contact with those people before. Now that I think about it, their ideas are probably different from ours."

"Will there be one that is the same?" asked the Brown-Handed Man.

"Maybe there are some," said the Gray Hand Man, "but they are hard to see."

"I remember someone said something." said the brown-handed man.

"Which one?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

"The middle-aged man who was killed that time." said the man with brown hands.

"I've seen middle-aged men killed more than once." The Gray Hand Man said, "Which one are you talking about?"

"We've met together." said the man with brown hands.

"You've seen more than one of them, right?" asked the man with gray hands.

"Indeed," said the Brown-Handed Man, "I wanted to describe the situation in detail just now, but I didn't."

"Why?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

"It feels like it's stuck there." said the man with brown hands.

"It's stuck?" asked the Gray Hand Man. "It can't be poured out?"

"Not really, I just feel that even pouring it out would be cruel." said the man with brown hands.

"Can you feel cruelty?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

"I can now," said the brown-handed man.

"At this moment, I can do it too, although I don't know exactly which time you are talking about." said the man with gray hands.

"Which time are you thinking of?" asked the brown-handed man.

"Everything I think of will make me feel cruel," said the Gray Hand Man.

"I know you are thinking of more than one person." said the man with brown hands.

The Gray Hand Man said, “Also?”

"Well, I thought of more than one person." The brown-handed man said, "It's just that what I wanted to tell you before was about one person."

The Gray Hand Man said: "If you feel cruel and don't want to pour it out, then don't pour it out."

The brown-handed man said, "I don't want to pour it out. It seems to be causing me discomfort."

"Is there any solution?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

The brown-handed man said, "Perhaps it would be better if you speak it out?"

The Gray Hand Man asked, "Who do you think will feel worse, the listener or the speaker?" "Let me imagine," said the Brown Hand Man, "what will the listener feel like?"

The Gray Hand Man said to the Brown Hand Man, "Do you want to try it?"

"Okay." said the man with brown hands.

"Then let me tell you." said the man with gray hands.

"You must feel uncomfortable when you say that, right?" asked the man with brown hands.

"But I'm the same as you. If I don't say it, it seems to be there causing me unhappiness, and it continues." said the Gray Hand Man.

"Can you choose to forget?" asked the Brown-Handed Man.

"It seems difficult." said the man with gray hands.

"Have you tried it?" asked the Brown-Handed Man.

"Have you asked yourself these questions?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

The Brown Hand Man said to the Gray Hand Man, "Not only did you ask yourself this question, you also answered it."

"What's the answer?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

"Unforgettable." said the man with brown hands.