Why it never ends

Stepping into the gate of the nursing center again, Hesta became familiar with the road.

It was just nine o'clock, and Mikhailo hadn't come to work just like yesterday.Hesta asked the front desk to lead Shiyi to the cafeteria behind for dinner, while he picked a meeting room by himself and waited.

After waiting for less than 15 minutes, Mikhailo appeared on a brisk walk again.

"Hello!" He still welcomed Hesta with that exaggerated tone, "Are you here again today?"

Hesta just looked at him hesitantly, and said lightly, "Hello, doctor."

"What happened?"

"I..." Hesta glanced to the side, "I'd better go to your office and talk, okay?"

Mikhailo's expression became a little subtle - Hesta just used honorifics on him.

"of course."

The two came to the office, and Hesta sat down again in yesterday's position.

"It seems that you must have encountered some difficulties." Mikhailo smiled, "Tell me."

"You shouldn't hide it from me," Hesta said in a low voice, "I want to know the price... Tell me, what kind of price can you offer here?"

"Wait, wait," Mikhailo raised his hands and made a soothing gesture, "What happened?"

"Someone talked to me." Hesta stared into Mikhailo's eyes, "She is much more honest than you."

"Who?"

"...It doesn't matter who it is." Hesta said softly, "I still came to you because of what you said to me yesterday... You are very like one of my elders, and I believe you are not a bad person."

"Who is it?" Mikhailo asked, "...Is it Shiyi's mother? Or did Shishi take you to someone else?"

"It's not important..." Hesta protested, "I'm here today just to have another frank talk with you, let's stop talking riddles to each other, give me a letter of approval, I will make a choice, I will Now I just want to ask you one question - can it be, or can't it be?"

Mikhailo's expression froze for a moment, he looked at Hesta in embarrassment, then took off his glasses, and gently kneaded the bridge of his nose.

"You...you really gave me a problem."

"What kind of problem is this?" Hesta leaned on the sofa, "Give me your quotation, and then I will give you my answer...Although I am young, I have been on the battlefield anyway, so don't try to lie to me. "

"Listen, ma'am." Mikhailo also lowered his voice, "I have already told you yesterday, I don't think you need our help yet. If you make a rash decision like this, you must not It’s not a good state to talk about things—I’m not only doing this for you, but also for myself, and I hope you make your choice in a sober and rational situation. Otherwise, in the future, you will definitely regret today’s impulse.”

"I don't have that much time to think about it slowly." Hesta said lightly, "The lady said that she has a way to help me get an unimaginably high price—"

"She farts!" As soon as the words came out, Mikhailo realized his gaffe almost immediately. He shook his head, his voice softened again, and he spoke more slowly than before, "No, child, you tell me. Since yesterday , up to now, what happened in this day, you must have encountered something terrible... tell me, okay?"

Hesta didn't answer, she lowered her eyes slightly and remained silent for a long time.

Mihailo got up and poured her a cup of coffee, and handed it to Hesta.

"Don't be afraid, and don't worry," Mikhailovin said, "What happened... No matter what the problem is, I will always stand by your side, just speak up."

"...No problem, even if there is a problem, it is my problem alone," Hesta whispered, "Just tell me how much money you can give."

"Of course this is not just your problem." Mikhailo opened his eyes wide, "Okay, let's talk about your most concerned issue first. Do you still remember the other Hesta girl you met here yesterday? Before I came here, countless people approached her and offered her quotations... but none of them can compare with mine!"

"Why are you unwilling to give me a specific number?" Hesta looked at him, "Obviously others gave it very readily—"

"Let me tell you why," Mihailo walked to Hesta's side, "please keep this posture."

Mikhailo walked to the side cabinet, opened the door, and took out a colored paper turntable from inside.

Mikhailo put the paper turntable close to Hesta's eyes, and he kept turning the color cards on the turntable until the color of the paper approached Hesta's pupil color. He wrote down the color number, and then brought the other end of the turntable close to Hesta's hair, so repeat.

"Okay," Mihailo returned to his seat, "I have a good news and a bad news to tell you now, which one do you want to hear first?"

"Bad news."

"Your price, according to the standard market price, is probably less than half of that of Eucalyptus."

"...Why?" Hesta raised his head, "Why?"

"Your pupil color and hair color are not as pure as hers." Mikhailo clasped his hands together, "Yes, I said yesterday that your quality is excellent, but it is only compared with the best products like eucalyptus. , it’s still a little bit inferior——your eyes are one color darker, and your hair color is half a shade lighter, which can be regarded as a flaw in perfection.”

Hesta's throat moved.

In silence, she tried her best to look calm as usual.

"But you don't have to be discouraged at all!" Mikhailo suddenly smiled, "The good news is that things in this world often have to have some flaws before they can approach true perfection!"

"...What do you mean?" Hesta whispered, "I don't understand, please explain."

"The 'excellent' color gamut range is just an international practice—beautiful is beautiful, but we people in District [-] have our own preferences," Mikhailo's tone gradually became cheerful, "We here People don't like the kind of eye color that is too light, it is just like your eyes, which are like sapphire blue, which is the most popular category in our experience;

"As for hair color, the men in District [-] prefer light-colored long hair. Too dark hair color will only damage the innocence of women. Hair like yours is more appropriate-of course, in order to get a better price , you still have to grow your hair, at least until your waist... But we can discuss these trivial matters after signing the contract."

With that said, Mikhailo sat back in his seat.

"So you see, I can't give you an estimate right now because all I can offer right now is an extremely conservative price... but if I just give me some time, I can get you one for us both It’s a price to be amazed at, and only I, can do this.”