Why it never ends

"Go to school." After struggling to comprehend Eleven's question, Hesta replied, "Go to school."

"Ah?" Eleven laughed, "What's the use of you going to school! Why don't you just hang out with me here!"

Hesta was a little puzzled. Although she didn't understand what was so funny about what she said, seeing that Eleven was smiling happily, she also made a smiling face.

"However, it doesn't matter even if you can't find it." Eleven suddenly coughed a few times, and then patted Hesta's thigh earnestly, "You can stay in Mei County in the future, and I can still cover you."

……

After leaving the grocery store, the two did not return immediately. Eleven took Hesta to a nearby evening market. At this time, it was approaching closing time, and most of the merchants were packing up their belongings and preparing to leave.

Eleven skillfully walked through the stalls, picking out acceptable-looking ingredients from those discarded fruit and vegetable cartons.Hesta followed Eleven, helping her with the bag as she had done at noon.

After closing the market, there are only a lot of standing metal poles left, and they are drawn by different street lamps to make long or short shadows.The lighting lamps hanging on the stalls were extinguished, leaving only the dim orange street lamps on the high ground. The color of everything became distorted due to a layer of pale gold, as if entering a place that had been added to it. A false world of filters.

The night wind floats the street trees, and the rustling of leaves makes everything look more desolate.

Hesta walked through these shadows in a daze, she didn't think about anything, just walked slowly behind Eleven.

Until they came to a large pile of boxes surrounded by more than a dozen people at the same time, Eleven rushed into the crowd vigorously, constantly pawing and pulling the adults standing in front of her.

While pushing and shoving, someone staggered and was squeezed out by the crowd, and fell down beside Hesta.

The person was holding two cucumbers and a piece of lettuce in her hands. Several potatoes rolled down from her arms, and one of them just stopped at Hesta's feet.

Hesta glanced at it, put the toes of both feet on the potato, rubbed it slightly, and picked the potato from the ground.She was carrying a suitcase and some plastic bags in her left hand, and it was inconvenient to grab things, so she simply stretched out her right arm, leading the potatoes into her arms.

When turning to return the potatoes, Hesta was startled.

Under the street lamp, Yujiali was still sitting on the ground, looking at her in shock.

"What a coincidence," Hesta murmured, with a smile unconsciously floating on his face, "...good evening!"

……

Several people came to a small park near the market.

There is only a small piece of open green space and a flower bed, and a cool white street lamp stands tall.

At this time, apart from them, no other pedestrians passed by.

Hesta squatted down and let Eucalyptus check his hair roots.Eucalyptus looked through it carefully, turned it over and over again, and finally pulled out one of the hairs suspiciously, and checked it carefully against the light, and finally confirmed that the hair had no traces of bleaching or dyeing.

"...You are really from Hesta." Yugali was still in disbelief.

"I am, of course I am! Is this still false?"

Yugali glanced at Hesta very lightly, and then his eyes fell again.

She sat down on the nearby bench in silence, and it took a long time before she spoke: "I shouldn't have treated you like that during the day... Please forgive me."

"How can you speak the language of the third district?" Hesta kept looking at her, "Are you also from the third district?"

Yujiali didn't answer, she kept her eyes half open, looking at the ground beside her feet calmly.

Hesta sat down beside Eucalyptus, put one hand on her heart, and said, "I was born in the third district, and I will work there later."

Yujiali raised his eyes involuntarily, "...then why are you coming back?"

"Take care of your body." Hesta handed over his retirement certificate again, "It's all arranged by the above, and I don't know why."

Yugali hesitantly took the things Hesta handed over. She didn't read the information on the document carefully, but just glanced at it hastily, and returned the certificate to Hesta.

"When you go out, put away all the important things, don't show them to others," Yugali said in a low voice, "it's easy to get yourself into trouble."

"That's all right," replied Hesta, "I'm not afraid of trouble."

Yugali looked at Hesta again, this time the gaze was no longer as superficial as before, and there was both puzzlement and surprise in the eyes.

"What's wrong?" Hesta asked.

Yujiali didn't answer, she lowered her head and straightened her clothes, "You have a decent status, so you should have somewhere to go...Why do you still come out to pick up trash tonight?"

"I have nowhere to go. I was going to Songxueyuan, but the train stopped, so I had to stay in Mei County." Hesta smiled self-deprecatingly, "And I'm not a serious person. The doctor in the morning He also said that my subsequent procedures might be more troublesome."

All kinds of things about Villa Nursing Center flooded Hesta's mind again.She wanted to chat with the person in front of her, but Hesta swallowed all her words when she thought of the scene of the previous unhappy breakup.

"Where do you live?" Hesta asked, "It's getting late, so I'll take you home first?"

"...No, I don't plan to go back tonight," Yugali looked forward, "It's good to just walk around outside. How about you, where do you live now?"

"Outside the city." Hesta replied, "Eleven, that's the kid over here. She picked up a house over there."

"Picked up the house?" Yujiali thought he heard it wrong, and turned his head to look at Eleven, "Is your home outside the city?"

Eleven, who had been listening to the bible, raised his head.

"Are you talking to me?"

"Yes."

11 Put your hands on your hips, "Where I live is none of your business? Take care of yourself!"

Yujiali looked back at Hesta resentfully, "...then you should go back quickly."

Hesta shook his head, "Where are you going to go tonight, I don't think there is anyone here at night."

"I think this park is pretty good," Yugali replied, "I can spend the night on this deck chair, and wait until tomorrow—"

"There will be dew at night. Although it is summer now, it is still easy to catch cold, and you may not be safe alone." Hesta stood up, "If you have nowhere to go, come with us."

……

It was late at night, and the three of them were walking on the small road out of the city, with only the moonlight shining on them.

Eleven walked in the front with empty hands, while Hesta and Yugali each carried a bag containing the spoils that the children had snatched back.

Eucalyptus walked very slowly, and his breathing became short of breath. Hesta slowed down deliberately, "Is it okay, why don't you give me the things and I'll carry them for you?"

"No need." Yugali resolutely refused, and she glanced at the empty sleeve of Hesta's right arm, "I... can do it."