Why it never ends

"Why are you asking these questions?"

"Just asking casually," Mikhailo smiled apologetically, he stopped in front of his office, and opened the door for Hesta and, "Please come in."

There are many toys in Mikhailo’s room, and there is a mountain of plush toys on the sofa next to his desk. He stepped forward and moved many dolls from the sofa to the chair, and then invited Hesta and Eleven to sit on the sofa. Up and down.

"Sorry, usually there are more children here, it's a bit messy."

"It's okay." Hesta glanced at Mikhailo's desk. There were three photos standing on his desk. One was his college graduation photo. In the photo, Mikhailo was in his early twenties with bushy hair. , very young; one is a group photo of him attending a meeting of a certain society, a group of people are densely packed on it, and it is basically impossible to tell who is who.

What Hesta kept his eyes on the longest was his family photo. In the photo, he is holding a pregnant woman's hand in one hand, holding his little daughter in the other, and another older girl is holding her mother. The four of them face each other. The camera smiles happily.

Mikhailo noticed Hesta's gaze, "That's my wife, and there are two daughters."

"Your children are lovely." Hesta said softly.

"Yes," he joked with a smile, "When a man reaches middle age, the value of a man is to be a cow to his wife and children... Fortunately, this is also the greatest joy of life."

Hesta's gaze returned to Mikhailo, "To be honest, I still don't know what I'm here for today. Eleven brought me here, but she hasn't told me anything yet."

"It's okay, let's talk slowly," Mikhailo said, "I may have to ask some questions about your recent situation, I hope you don't mind."

"Please say."

"Eleven said that you just came from the third district. What's going on?"

"It's like this," Hesta took out his retirement certificate again, "I have been working as a medical soldier in a certain sub-workstation of AHgAs, and I retired due to injury last December. Due to some internal reasons, I was Transferred back to District [-]."

Mikhailo took Hesta's document with both hands, and after carefully reading every piece of information on it, he nodded, "Where's your ID card?"

"Not yet," Hesta replied, "My superiors told me that the identity card of the [-]th District must be processed after entering the country. I need to contact the corresponding person in charge here and use this retirement certificate to apply. All subsequent procedures."

Mikhailo frowned.

"What's the matter, is there a problem?" Hesta asked.

"No problem, even if it's a digression," Mikhailo raised his eyes, "You may encounter some troubles in the identity procedures in the future."

"Are you referring to the recent change in the ownership of Mercury Needles in District [-]?"

"Yes, I have a friend," Mikhailo said, "he is different from you. He is a native of the fourteenth district. In his early years, he used the AHgAs workstation to get the first district for his convenience. Identity. At the end of last year, he wanted to come back and restore his identity. It was not a troublesome thing to pay some money, but because of the relationship with AHgAs, the formalities have been stuck, and it has been half a year, and the identity just cannot be obtained. "

Hesta was thoughtful, and she remembered that the phone number on Yu Xuekun's business card suddenly changed to an empty number... maybe it was the same reason.

"How long do you plan to stay in the fourteenth district this time?" Mikhailo asked again.

"Not sure yet." Hesta replied, "I was supposed to go to Songxueyuan. I have friends over there."

"And after that? Are you going to find a job here, go to school, or—"

"It should be a school," Hesta replied, "but I don't know which one."

"Congratulations, if you want to go to school and go to Songxueyuan, you will probably go to Orange Town." Mikhailo smiled, "The schools there are very good... Oh, by the way, you are not Mercury Needle Bar?"

"It's just a medical soldier from AHgAs." Hesta said greenly, "Do I look like a mercury needle?"

"Haha, to be honest, I often deal with mercury needles, and you are a bit like them. You are tall, taller than many boys, which is rare..." Mikhailo typed on the keyboard Tapping and recording the information one by one, after a while, he suddenly seemed to realize something, and turned his gaze back to Hesta, "Oh, I'm complimenting you, no offense meant."

"Offended?" Hesta looked at him, "How did you offend me?"

"It may also be that I'm too sensitive. Girls in our fourteenth district usually don't like themselves to be too tall," Mikhailo's eyes narrowed into two friendly crescents, "but I never feel that way, I think you His height is a huge advantage."

With that said, Mihailo returned the retirement certificate to Hesta.

Hesta put away the documents, and waited silently for Mikhailo to state his intentions.

"Well... Actually, it's inappropriate to talk to you about this matter now," Mikhailo said with his eyes downcast, thinking about it, "Or, I don't think you should step into our nursing center right now, at least, not It should be this year."

"You're confusing me," Hesta looked at him, "what the hell is going on here?"

Mikhailo also laughed, "We are an ordinary maternity and child center here, providing services for all pregnant women, newborns under two years old and mothers, but... for visitors like you, we can also provide some Other support, but more often than not, most women probably wouldn't use it as a first choice..."

"Please speak up."

Mikhailo shook his head, "I've already said, it's too early to discuss these things, you don't need us right now."

"Then what are we talking about after talking for so long?" Hesta's gaze was a little more scrutinizing and suspicious, "If you are doing something illegal here——"

"You can rest assured about this," Mikhailo's expression became serious again, "We have never been involved in any illegal activities. The Vera Nursing Center has been in business for 20 years, and we will not take our own Reputation is a joke."

As he spoke, Mikhailo turned around the photos on the table.

"You see, I have a daughter too," he said in a low voice. "I know very well that few girls at your age are willing to make up their minds to suffer like that, or that few girls have the courage to take the step." At that step, people are always used to taking the road most people have taken, even if the road is full of mud and dust... You don't need us now, I'm sure."

Hesta looked at him, "Your Excellency just said that you can provide some support, what kind of support?"

"Any support." Mikhailo replied firmly.

Hesta was noncommittal—this man had a big tone.