Why it never ends

Chapter 61 The geek and the madman

Sean was wearing an old and ill-fitting black leather jacket, with his hands in his jacket pockets, and a pair of gray old sneakers with loosely tied laces.

After not seeing each other for more than half a month, Sean dyed his hair back to black, and his short hair is fluffy and slightly curly.This Sean looks much cooler than before, even a little cute.

However, when he saw Hesta, the expression on Sean's face became frivolous again—this was the expression that made Hesta feel extremely familiar and disgusted.

"Hey." Sean stepped forward and greeted Hesta, "I didn't expect you to write to me... When Molly told me that you wanted to apologize to me in person, I thought She's cheating on me."

Hesta took a step back, keeping a distance from Sean.

Hesta looked at Sean's face, and when she looked closer, she realized that the injuries on his face hadn't healed, and the eye sockets, cheekbones, and corners of his mouth were all bruises from what she had done before.

"Are you okay?" Hesta asked, "It's convenient, I have a few questions today, and I want to talk to you face to face."

"Okay, that's great. I just have a bunch of questions I want to ask you..." Sean answered casually. He noticed that several nurses in the nurse's station next to him were coming and going, and he glanced at him from time to time. Lowering your voice, "Are you going to talk to me right here?"

"It's not suitable here, change to a quiet place."

"Wait, both of you," the head nurse, who had been listening to the two young people's conversation, finally interrupted the two young people's conversation at this moment. single wooden board, "Come and sign first, how long are you going to be out?"

Sean picked up the pen and looked at Hesta, "How long?"

"Half an hour?" Hesta looked at Sean's pen tip, "Half an hour should be enough."

"Okay." Sean bowed his head and filled out the form.

Sean Gringoire
jane hester

On the entry and exit list that day, these two names were next to each other.

The head nurse put away the registration form, smiled and waved to the two of them, "Don't go out for too long, come back as soon as you finish whispering, you understand?"

Whisper...

Hesta repeated the word silently in her heart—from the eyes of several nurses, she saw their misunderstanding.

In the eyes of these kind nurses, what is the relationship between him and Xiao En?
Hesta recalled in a trance the parade crowd he encountered the first time he took Miss Chiba's car to the city center,
In the eyes of those kind citizens, what is the relationship between himself and the reserve base?
She couldn't help frowning.

In Hesta's limited life, she realized for the first time that the gap between others and herself can sometimes be so different.

"Where are we going?" Sean's voice was very cheerful, even walking briskly, "Back to the ground?"

"I can't leave the underground hospital during non-visiting hours, we can go to the connection." Hesta replied softly, "There is usually no one there."

The connection is the passage between more than a dozen underground buildings in the base, and there are really no people at this time.

Sean shrugged, "Okay."

The two walked together in silence, and Sean gradually felt a little uneasy.

He may not have walked this road before, but it made him feel very familiar - for the convenience of rescue, the base's underground hospital is almost connected to the training ground for the second awakening, and each floor of the hospital is decorated similarly. The road that he followed suddenly reminded him of his second awakening last year.

It was his second head-on encounter with chelation since he left Hekla, when he was taken to the training ground alone, without any companions, an active mercury needle sent him over and roughly shoved him into a cell, he claims There is a security officer standing on the second floor who will ensure Sean's safety, and then back out.

Immediately afterwards, two chelates were put in.

……

Sean shivered.

He stopped suddenly, and Hesta also stopped. She turned around in surprise and saw Sean let out a sigh of relief.

"It's enough for me to see here," Sean said, "There is no need to go any further."

Hesta stared into Sean's face. "What are you afraid of?"

"What are you afraid of? I have nothing to be afraid of," Sean laughed. "You insisted on asking me to meet here today, isn't it all to apologize?"

"Indeed." Hesta replied calmly, "Stand here first and don't move."

Sean blinked, "Huh?"

Hesta didn't explain any more, just walked back with his back to Sean.

One.

two.

three.

Four……

Hesta walked 15 meters away, and when she turned around again, Sean behind her already had a portable DV in his hand.

Sean's eyes fell on Hesta through the black lens.

"What are you doing?" Hesta asked.

"It's nothing, just record it." Sean replied lightly, "After all, I have been tricked by this trick, and I have to be a little bit defensive, so as not to fall into another pit... What are you doing so far?"

"I have a few questions that I would like to ask." Hesta said softly, "It is more appropriate to speak at this distance."

"uh-huh."

"The first question was asked by Liz." Hesta put her hands behind her back, looked past Sean, and looked at the ceiling light farther away, "She said, on the day I was taken to the hospital, you were sent to the hospital. Ms. Morley was brought into her office. Morley asked why you didn't run away, but you were beaten by me, and you suggested that this is asking you to be a 'perfect victim'."

Sean laughed, "That's right, what's the problem?"

Hesta's head tilted slightly, and her eyes slowly fell back to Sean from far to near.

"Liz asked me, 'Why do the perpetrators always use the excuses we use to untie the victims as excuses?' Do you have any idea?"

"It depends on the situation, Hesta. The first question is, who will define the 'victim'?" Sean replied lightly, "Whoever has the power to define has everything. The next question."

"The second question was asked by Ms. Chiba." Hesta breathed slowly, "She said that there are three kinds of people in the world who can have no scruples. One is nobles, the other is weirdos, and the third is madmen. Powerful, geeks are gifted, lunatics have nothing to lose, so they can flout the rules and make others difficult to deal with.

"Which one are you, Sean?"

Sean frowned slightly, and he really thought about it for a while.

"I have to choose one, geek." Sean raised his head. "Why do you ask such a question? Is there any point?"

"Then... the third question."

Hesta fell into a brief silence, and Sean waited with great interest.

He lowered his head and turned the knob of the DV, drawing a close-up of Hesta's expression at the moment—I saw her taking deep breaths repeatedly, as if the next inquiry required great determination.

On the small screen, Hesta suddenly looked at the camera.

"...Which one do you think I am?"

(End of this chapter)