(Four thousand six hundred and twenty-two) cold
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"He didn't say anything at this time, but he said it after I said something again." The man replied.
"What did you say?" asked the gray-handed man.
"I just told him, I...I don't want to feel anything...I can't feel anything..." said the man, "Let him let go quickly."
The Gray Hand asked, "What's his reaction?"
"He still didn't let go of my hands." The man replied, "but asked me if I really couldn't feel it... and asked me if I felt it was familiar."
"What did you say?" said Grey Hand.
"I said I'm not familiar with it." The man said.
"Do you really feel unfamiliar with it, or do you say this on purpose for some reason?" asked the gray-handed man.
"I really feel unfamiliar," said the man.
"Can you understand what he said?" asked the gray-handed man.
"I didn't understand it at that time, but... but what he said next reminded me of something." The man said.
"What did he say?" the gray-handed man continued to ask.
"He asked me if I remember when I was young, my dad used to hold my hands like this." The man said.
"The Sword"
After the man said this, the gray-handed and the brown-handed man stared at the man's expression, worried that he would be unable to communicate normally with others because he talked about his father in the real world again. The brown-handed man was even more prepared to interrupt and distract from the topic.
Of course, the Grey Hand Man wanted to continue to understand what he was about when he was a child and his father held his hands, but he didn't dare to ask anyway, just said, "You can't feel it anyway, right?"
The man took the initiative to say, "I can't feel it, because... because the other person's hands are... cold... it's not... it's not the feeling that the hands of living people give."
The Gray Hand asked, "Did you say anything?"
"I said," said the man, "I told him, I don't remember."
"What about him?" asked the gray-handed man.
"He said it was impossible." The man said.
"Where are you?" said the man, "I told him again... no matter what he said, I...I can't feel it. Actually, I thought of the scene when I was a child, but... just his cold hands really...I can't give me the feeling my father gave me when I was a child."
The Gray Hand Man and the Brown Hand Man stared at the man's expression because he talked about his father in the real world, worried that he would fall into a state where he could not communicate normally with others again. The Brown Hand Man was ready to interrupt and distract from the topic.
At this time, the person who said before, "I don't have the courage, so I didn't ask to go. This is the difference between you and me." There was no sign of entering a state of being unable to communicate normally with others.
Although both the Gray Hands and the Brown Hands were secretly grateful, they did not really relax.
At this time, the Gray Hand Man still didn't dare to ask more about his father in the real world, but just asked: "What did he say in that world who you think is the Blue Armor man?"
The man said, "He asked me if I really couldn't remember, or... still stubborn."
"Did you answer him?" asked the gray-handed man.
"Answer," said the man, "I just told him, I can't think... I can't remember."
Chapter completed!