Nie Huihao wanted to rub his eyes with his sleeves, but he found that the sleeves were covered with dirt, so he dusted them with his palms.

Something he didn't expect happened again.

He originally thought that the soil on the sleeve would need to be dusted several times if he wanted to clean it up, but he only brushed it once, and all the soil fell to the ground, and the sleeves immediately became like they had never been worn.

Under the white light, he saw that after he brushed that time, the pictures were about to fall, which was a bit like the feeling of seeing it raining.

He thought something was strange and thought to himself: What's going on? When I was moving the soil before, I had a lot of soil on my sleeves. Then I did not move at all. Why did the soil still not leave my sleeves? Do I have to take the initiative to dust them before they fall? Will this matter have to do with whether I want to dust the soil down? Is it impossible!

Nie Huihao thought about it and felt that this might have something to do with him.

He thought: If I shake my hands during work, the soil on the sleeves will not fall, but if I dust the sleeves with my hands, the soil will fall. Should I dust the soil with my hands?

Because he was curious, he made some dirt on his sleeve and tried it out.

He first used his right thumb to dust off the left sleeve, but the soil did not fall down almost, as if he was sucked on his sleeve.

He used his right index finger to dust it, and the situation was no different from using his thumb.

Nie Huihao tried again with the middle finger of his right hand, the same was true.

Then, he used his right index finger, middle finger and ring finger to dust the three fingers, and the soil on his sleeve did not fall off soon.

Nie Huihao thought: Why can't it work again? Is it because the force is not strong enough?

Thinking of this, he used his right index finger, middle finger and ring finger to dust it up on his left sleeve with great force, which made his left forearm hurt, but the soil on his sleeve was still as if he was sucked on it.

Nie Hui was really puzzled, so he dusted up the sleeve on his left with his right palm, and he didn't use much strength.

When the palm of his right hand touched the sleeve of his left hand, the soil on his sleeve was about to fall again, making him feel as if he had seen rain.

Nie Huihao thought: The fingers are not good, but the palms are good? Why is there such a thing?

Nie Huihao deliberately made some dirt on his right sleeve, and then first tried to dust it with a few fingers of his left hand.

No matter which finger or finger you use, the soil is still sucked on the right sleeve.

He then brushed the sleeve on his right with his left palm.

When he brushed the palm of his left hand to the right sleeve, the pictures on the right sleeve were almost falling down, which made him feel like he saw it raining.

Nie Huihao thought: That's right, just use the palm to dust it off quickly.

While he was brushing his sleeves, he still did not forget that he had seen only part of the face on the wall.

After dusting the soil on both sleeves, he closed his eyes and wiped it from his closed eyes with his right sleeve that he felt extremely clean. He didn't have much strength to apply it, but he felt that this was like rubbing his eyes, which made him see things clearly than before.

When he opened his eyes, Nie Huihao looked at the half-left face again.

I don’t know if he just felt that he could see more clearly than before or really see more clearly. Indeed, his face, which was only half left, was more obvious than before.
Chapter completed!