Why it never ends

Chapter 261 Unpredictable
At three o'clock in the morning, Hesta destroyed all the clothes, knives and wigs stained with Roger's blood. She did some simple processing of Roger's car and luggage, and then returned to Tanglar's manor.

She showered happily.It seemed to be more in her mind to let these people live on life support than to be uneasy in the fear of death.

Hesta dried her hair and lay down on the bed again, thinking of every minute and every second that Roger was enduring pain on the sunken dance floor of the Rohan Palace, a long-lost peace enveloped her heart.

She closed her eyes, and suddenly heard a slight sound of footsteps passing by the door, she sat up with some concern, and put on her wig again.

A moment later, when the footsteps passed her door again, Hesta opened the door.

Outside the door, Sophie in her nightgown stopped. She turned around and looked at the figure of Hesta in the door with some surprise.

"...Are you still asleep?" Sophie was startled, and suddenly realized something, "It was my footsteps that interrupted—"

"It has nothing to do with you. It's not just a day or two that I can't sleep in the middle of the night." Hesta said softly, "Why are you staying up so late?"

Sophie smiled, "...I'll go to the living room to find a book."

Hesta looked at the book in Sophie's arms, which was the collection of Ernest's novels she had taken from the bookshelf in the living room a few days ago.

"I haven't seen you these days, are you really sick?"

Sophie looked away for a short while, a little hesitant to speak, she sighed softly, and said after a moment of silence: "I heard from Officer Su Lei that you met Helen and the others this morning, and I'm writing a reply to them. You If you can't fall asleep, would you like to sit with me?"

"too late."

"Actually, I have a lot of things I want to ask you about..." Sophie's eyes were a little sad, "Sean."

Hesta thought for a moment, still took the recording pen, and followed Sophie out of her room, but the moment she stepped into Sophie's bedroom, she immediately regretted it - Alvira was sitting next to Sophie's bed. At the wooden table, wearing a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, is reading.

"Please sit down." Sophie pushed Hesta's shoulder from behind. This movement caught Alvira's attention. She raised her head, her eyes that were always warm and moist immediately smiled when she saw Hesta. became a seam.

"Did Eureka sleep too?"

Hesta looked at the table lamp beside Alvira, and replied vaguely, "Yes."

Through the light, Hesta saw Sophie's swollen eyes and the tissues beside the bed, and she frowned immediately: "...Aren't you still crying about Sean?"

"I'm sorry, I know it's a bit weak...but I'm really...sad." Sophie took a deep breath and looked at her side with apology. stay with me..."

Alvi stretched her hand to hold the back of Sophie's hand, she smiled and said nothing.

"What do you want to ask me?" Hesta raised his eyebrows slightly. "To be honest, I don't know Sean very well. The number of times I've seen him over the years can be counted on one hand—"

"He said before that he has almost no friends in the base. Is that true? Or did he lie to me?"

Looking at Sophie's tear-filled eyes, Hesta didn't know how to respond for a moment.

"He said that no one really understood him, even his elder brother Calvin. His elder brother always seems to be immersed in his own world and doesn't care much about what happens outside." Sophie said with downcast eyes, " Actually, I feel the same way, Calvin always looks gloomy—"

"No, honey," Alvira said from the side, "he's just not good at words."

"But Sean's loneliness is real, isn't it?" Sophie looked up at Hesta, "I have always felt that there are very serious ethical issues within AHgAs. Obeying orders, and facing all-pervasive surveillance during this period... These are all true, he is not lying, right?"

Hesta's mind was running at high speed, "... Are the answers to these questions very important to you?"

"Yes, of course it's important—"

"Why?" Hesta folded his hands behind his head, and leaned back on the chair completely, "As Mercury Needle, I really hate this kind of surveillance, but you are different. ...I think you should be able to understand how much an unregulated mercury needle can make waves in a habitable area-why don't you stand on your side, but on Sean's side?"

Sophie was slightly taken aback, she frowned slightly, and put her right hand tightly on her heart.

"I... I don't know, maybe, because people's loneliness is always connected?"

Hesta pointed to the side of his forehead, "I don't quite understand."

"When Sean told me about his loneliness, I understood immediately, because I was almost experiencing the same thing," Sophie's tone slowed down a little, and she looked at the wall not far away. His eyes became sad and confused again, "It may not be fair to Helen and the others to say this, but I'm getting a little tired of our book club now, and I feel more and more that those romantic stories are like gentle stories. Mire, they appear in some glamorous guise, consuming the thirst for truth with false adventures.

"Originally we should be struggling to get everything in life - love, career, honor... But now everyone is fleeing to fantasy, because the obstacles in reality are frustrating. But even fantasy, the disgusting part of those stories It is also getting closer to reality, because the too good description already makes people feel hypocritical, and only the story with incompleteness can appear credible-but I can’t say a word of these words in front of them.”

"Why?" Alvira asked.

"Because I... don't want to lose my friend!" Sophie clenched her hands, "We are friends who grew up together... Even if I have to go to the core city to go to the preparatory school, I will go back to Tanyi every summer, and we have an appointment In the future, I will attend each other's wedding, and be the godmother of each other's children-they are people I can't lose no matter what.

"When I told Sean about these things, he quickly understood what I was talking about." Sophie looked at Hesta, "I know he has gone too far with Mr. Bergman, But I think his nature is not bad, a person with such a sensitive heart like him can't really do evil, he just felt hurt, so he chose to fight back—"

Hesta leaned back in his chair without saying a word.

It was really a wonderful experience. In the first half of the night, she was still dealing with Roger under the gloomy dome of Rohan Palace. In the second half of the night, she sat in this cozy bedroom and listened to Sophie telling her daughter's thoughts.

Life...is really unpredictable.

(End of this chapter)