(Five thousand four hundred seventy-eight) wipe off
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The man thought for a while and said, "Do you feel it? You feel it...this..."
"If you didn't have a feeling, how could you say you 'I really feel that decades have passed'?" asked the Gray Hand Man.
"At that time..." said that person.
"Did you not feel it at the time? Now you use 'I really feel it' to describe it for decades'? It's a description, but it's not an exaggeration?" asked the gray-handed man.
"Not either, either." said the human.
"What the hell is going on?" asked the gray-handed man.
"I think...it seems like you said..." the man said.
"Where?" asked the gray-handed man.
"Actually, in my dream, I... might really... feel it?" said the man.
"Is that true?" asked the gray-handed man.
"It seems...yes, but...it's not much the same." The man replied.
"What's the same as?" asked the gray-handed man.
"I always feel that I don't feel much about time as I usually say," said the man.
"What's the difference?" asked the gray-handed man.
"Oh..." The man seemed to have figured out something.
"What?" asked the gray-handed man.
"This time, I... seem to have feelings about time. Well, yes, I can say that I have feelings about time, but... it is indeed different from what I usually say about time, because... I usually say that I have feelings about time, basically, the time I feel is not much different from the actual time I pass... and... it is different in the dream. I... felt that decades have passed in my dream, but... it is actually impossible for decades to pass." The man said.
The Grey Hand Man felt that the "difference" he said didn't seem to make much sense. After all, it was normal to feel that the time passed in the dream was different from the time when he was really dreaming.
Although the Grey Hands already felt that in this situation, she could not ask anything meaningful when she asked more time in her dreams, she still asked: "Do you think these decades have been particularly long?"
"Yes! It's very long!" said the man, "It's really...I've been living in that kind of pain for decades. That feeling is too...too bad! I want to...wash away the memories of these decades!"
The Gray Hand asked: "Do you want to erase it in your dream, or when?"
The man said, "In the dream, it seems like it has been wiped off, but...even when I was in the dream, I knew... if I wiped off, I would not be able to be free from the pain."
"Have you ever thought about why?" asked the Grey Hand.
"In my dream, I just felt...I have to continue to suffer...other pain." The man said.
"In other words, in the dream, after the 'decades' you mentioned, you don't feel relaxed, but the pain you will face next appears in another form?" asked the gray-handed man.
"The First Minister of the Ming Dynasty"
"Yes...yes." said the human.
"How did the dream develop later?" asked the Grey Hand, "Is it far different from what you think?"
"It's similar to what I thought in my dream that I could not be free from pain and endure other pain...." The man said.
"In what form does the pain of 'decades' end?" asked the Gray Hand.
"It's...he...the person who said 'A needle is a stone, and stone is a needle' suddenly said something to the sky, and it ended." The man said.
"What are you saying? Have you heard it clearly?" asked the gray-handed man.
Chapter completed!