Why it never ends

Chapter 28 Let Her Free
At another intersection, Chiba got out of the car and bought some newspapers and magazines with Hesta's face on them, and then got in the car and handed them to her.

Hester flipped through the pages—in these newspaper and magazine articles, there appeared a "Jane Hester" who was extremely unfamiliar to her.

This girl not only had the same name and surname as her, but also entered the monastery at the same time, but she was gentle, pious, and born with a heart like a virgin.

The article is filled with a lot of details, depicting life in the monastery very vividly and realistically. Presumably, the reporter interviewed the surviving children of St. Anne’s Monastery. Lassan once found a squirrel with a bloody hole on the day of the incident, and Hesta was the first to discover it in the article. Not only that, Hesta, who has always been gentle, courteous and frugal, also took the initiative to find a squirrel in the absence of the nun. , organized other children to pray for the dead animals.

Hesta didn't understand, "Why are they scribbling?"

Chiba's car passed by the Civic Square at this time, and the sudden noise not far away made Hesta turn his head to look.

In front of a towering monument, countless people stood there, waving flags in their hands, or holding homemade corrugated cards. In the change of angle, Hesta saw many people holding her portraits or photos— — Exactly the one on the cover of countless magazines today.

On waving flags and cards, thick strokes of red or black paint were written: Set her free!

Under the monument, someone was giving a passionate speech, but because it was too far away, Hesta couldn't hear what the person was saying. She saw a lot of police officers silently embracing the demonstration not far from the crowd. crowd.

Perhaps because the speech was about to end, the people standing on the high ground suddenly began to raise their arms and shouted, and the crowd in the square erupted in a powerful voice: "Let her be free—" "Let her be free—" "Let her— -free!!!"

Hesta looked at Chiba, "What are they doing?"

"I am asking the coalition government to come forward and negotiate with AHgAs."

"Negotiation... what?"

"They hope that AHgAs will let you go, let you go back to a livable place and live like an ordinary person, and avoid becoming a fighting tool against chelates in the future." Chiba answered, straightened up and looked at the road ahead, seeing far away There seemed to be congestion everywhere, and she began to look for opportunities to make a U-turn.

"Why would they do that?" Hesta asked.

"Who are you referring to as 'they'?"

"... those people in the square." Hesta said softly, "I don't know any of the people there."

"Ha," Chiba replied meaningfully, "Of course it's because 'someone' wants 'them' to do this."

Hesta thought for a while, "A coalition government?"

"Hmm." Chiba responded, "Although AHgAs is a completely autonomous and independent institution, a considerable part of our funding comes from the regional coalition government's financial appropriations and private donations... The public image of the region will directly It affects our budget for the coming year. Whoever takes advantage of this can put pressure on us."

Through the car window, Hesta looked back at the crowd in the square again, and the crowd in the distance was continuously bursting into more intense shouts.These sounds became smaller and smaller as Chiba continued to accelerate the speed of the car, and the two sides of the road entered a brief silence.

After entering the old city, everything in the city began to become lively again.

Hesta saw a succession of taverns, bakeries, minimarts, and window displays of new clothes.Brown or dark blue tables and chairs are placed on the open space facing the street. Under huge parasols, people are sitting and chatting. There are all kinds of cups and snacks on their tables, and they laugh from time to time.

Due to the strict speed limit in the old city, the speed of Chiba became very slow, which gave Hesta more opportunities to observe this beautiful old city.Unlike the bright fairy-tale townhouses of the past, the architecture here is more stately and the palette is more subdued.

Bronze statues can be seen everywhere in the streets and alleys, and their names and dates of birth and death are engraved on the bronze bases.Under the erosion of rain and wind, the surface of the statue is mottled, showing a kind of darkness and coldness that has gone through the years.

Chiba stopped in front of a bakery, she unbuckled her seat belt, "Let's go, let's eat something first."

"I ate already at the base this morning—"

"I haven't." Qianye said and got out of the car, "The food in the base is delicious."

Hesta followed Chiba out of the car. She raised her head and saw the words "White Ship" engraved on the wooden signboard above her head, and a string of characters that Hesta didn't recognize next to it—presumably it was another name of the store. language translation.

As soon as Hesta opened the door, Hesta could smell the sweet smell of butter. This smell is so strong, mixed with the aroma of coffee, it makes people think that they are in heaven.

She silently followed behind Chiba, looking at the exquisite bread and cakes in the glass display case. Under the light yellow light strip, the clotted cream and icing sugar looked extraordinarily charming. She couldn't help but slightly raised her sunglasses to take a closer look. until the breath vaporizes the glass.

After asking for three croissants and a cup of coffee, Chiba turned around, "What do you want to eat?"

Hesta was startled at first, and then became a little flustered.She hesitated for a long time raising her finger, and finally pointed to a small cake with strawberries and raspberries on the top layer, "This... this."

Chiba turned around and said to the sales lady, "One strawberry fruit tart, and two more Canaret."

The two quickly sat down near the wall in the store. One side is a stone wall, the other side faces the street, and the side facing the street is embedded with a huge piece of painted frosted glass. Through the glass window, everyone on the street becomes a shadow. There are shadows of blurred marks.

Soon, Hesta's fruit tart and Chiba's coffee were served.

"Eat. Don't wait for me." Chiba said.

Hesta held her breath and picked up the knife and fork at the side. Her knife cut into the center of the cake twice, and drew a small triangular piece about [-] degrees.

"Who taught you your knife and fork?"

Hestad paused, "Sister Gertin of St. Anne's Abbey."

"Not bad." Chiba propped up her face to watch Hesta eat, "I've been here for more than five years, and I'm still not used to using a knife and fork."

Just as he was talking, the waiter came over with a large white round plate on which were placed three croissants from Chiba.She took out a napkin from the wooden clip next to it and put it on it, and picked up the bread directly.

Neither of them spoke anymore.

It started to rain outside, pattering on the stained-glass wall by Hesta's hand.

The wind chime at the door of the bakery rang, and a mother and daughter pushed the door in. After a short stay at the ordering counter, they also sat here quickly.

The mother took her daughter's hand and carefully placed a dark piano case on a chair beside her.

(End of this chapter)