Why it never ends

Chapter 629 The Baroness on the Tree

Chapter 629 The Baroness on the Tree

"You," Hesta looked at her, "why, in a tree?"

"I'm sleeping on it!" the girl replied loudly.

This answer aroused Hesta's surprise, and it also made her suddenly recall the restaurant that belonged to Miss Chiba.

The girl slid down from the tree swiftly, her clothes rustling against the bark. She was wearing a shoulder bag slung over her shoulders. Her body smelled bad. The hem and cuffs of the clothes were full of frayed cotton thread, and the shoes were obviously a few sizes larger than her feet.

"My name is Eleven." The girl sniffed her snot, coughed a few more times, and casually spit to the side.

"Eleven?" repeated Hesta. "Nine, ten, eleven... this eleven?"

"Yes, because I was born in November."

The girl laughed, showing her messy teeth, wiped her nose and mouth with her sleeves, then put her hands behind her back, and walked around Hesta in a circle.

"Where are you from?"

"Vyborg."

"Where are Hestas in Viborg, don't lie to me! You sneaked in from the wilderness!"

Hesta blinked. Eleven spoke so fast that she didn't understand what the other party was saying at all.

The two chatted a few words, and Shiyi quickly realized that the person in front of her was not very fluent in speaking. When she knew that Hesta was from the third district, she widened her eyes.

"I understand, you were sold here to be someone's wife!" Eleven squeezed Hesta's empty sleeves with great regret, "They abused you, right? No wonder you want to run away... Where did you get this box? It looks like a high-end product, did you steal it?"

Hesta was still a little dazed, but seeing that the little girl in front of her seemed to be interested in her suitcase, she took out her identity document from the interlayer.

Eleven wiped his hands vigorously on his trouser legs, and took the file doubtfully.

"Oh...you're retired, you're a soldier!" Eleven returned the document to Hesta, and made a gesture of holding a gun, "This is you, isn't it?"

Hesta shrugged slightly, then nodded.

"Okay, then you must be good at fighting," Eleven's eyes lit up, "You just said you have no place to live, so come with me, I have a place for you to live, come?"

……

In the afternoon, Hesta followed Eleven across half of the city to the outskirts of Mei County.

This area is very similar to the south of Vyborg. Every hundred meters, you can see an abandoned building, usually a small building with two or three floors.

Along the way, Eleven's mouth never stopped.Hesta can only understand about 20.00% of it based on speech alone, but Eleven has various ways to make Hesta understand her meaning, sometimes with gestures, sometimes with onomatopoeia, and sometimes she even stops and draws Hesta on the sand.

She said there used to be a lot of fights in this area, because there were drug dealers entrenched in these houses, but then they all went north.

After that, these houses were abandoned here, but in fact, each house has its owner—in summer, there are often homeless people who come to Mayshire to escape the summer heat. Sometimes they will be in groups of three or five, occupying a house, and then they will take turns to go out, sleep during the day, cook in the evening, and go out at night to pick up waste and buy something by the way.

As they said that, the two stopped in front of a house. This building was very new, the glass windows on the second floor were not broken, and the lavender curtains floated out of the windows, making a whirring sound.

"This building is mine, and I occupied it early this spring." Eleven pointed his thumb at himself, "...But now, it's all been robbed. To be robbed is to be taken by someone else, do you understand?"

Seeing that Hesta didn't understand, Shi Yifen played two roles, acting like he was sitting in the room, but someone rushed in and drove him away.

"Understood." Hesta pointed to the house in front of him, and then made a cleaning gesture, "You want me... hmm?"

"Yes! Take this place back, we'll live here tonight," Eleven said with great momentum, "How about it, can it be done?"

Hesta looked around, picked and picked, and finally picked up a branch that was in his hand.

"Try it."

……

At night, Hesta went to Meijun Railway Station again.

In the morning, the boss of the grocery store didn't have any new news, but he mentioned that he had a friend who also worked at the place on the business card, but he couldn't contact him at the moment. It is estimated that there will be news in two days, and Hesta can come back then.

Before leaving, seeing that Hesta was alone, the boss stuffed her with two more breads.Hesta was at a loss for words, thanked him and walked two blocks before remembering that he could pay.

She stood there hesitantly for a while, then headed towards the dilapidated house in the countryside with the bread in her pocket.

Eleven was cooking noodles on the first floor, when he heard Hesta's footsteps, he asked loudly who was here.

"Me." Hesta replied.

She followed the sound and came to Eleven's side.

At this time, it was completely dark, and there was only a little fire on Shiyi's side in the whole building. The girl squatted in front of a simple stove made of bricks, and her face was reddened by the dark orange fire.

The water in the pot was already boiling, and Eleven was stirring the noodles in it with chopsticks.

"You stir it up," the girl handed the chopsticks to Hesta, "will it work?"

Hesta rolled up his sleeves and took the wooden chopsticks.

Eleven freed his hands and began breaking lettuce into the pot.

"Don't go too fast," Eleven kept his eyes on Hesta's hand, "Stir slowly so that the bottom doesn't stick to the pan."

Hesta suddenly remembered something, and handed over the two breads in his arms.

"Not bad," Eleven was pleasantly surprised, "Where did you get it?"

"A boss," Hesta said slowly, "a grocery store, a railway station."

"You mean a grocer over there at the station?"

"Yeah." Hesta looked at the pot, and she tapped the edge of the pot with her chopsticks, "You...?"

"Where do you want to ask these things?" Before Hesta could answer, Eleven let out a series of smug laughs, "It's what's left of the few people you chased away at noon. It's a pity that there's no electricity or refrigerator here, otherwise I'm sure I'll be able to blackmail some of them... Hey, you go outside and help me get the lamp. I have a charging lamp in my bag."

Eleven made a few movements towards Hesta's belt, and then patted himself on the side of the waist. Hesta nodded and walked out in the dark, wondering if he understood.

After a sound of rummaging, Hesta came in with her bag.

"You are very smart!" Eleven took the bag with satisfaction, and took out a palm-sized lamp from inside. After pressing the switch, the light was so white and bright that Hesta squinted his eyes for a while.

That night, the two squatted by the stove and ate dinner with the pot.

Even when eating, Eleven never stopped talking. When the two of them lay down and were about to sleep, the little girl suddenly sighed.

"It's so strange," said the little girl, "I feel, I like talking to you so much, it seems that I won't be tired for three days and three nights,"

(End of this chapter)

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