Why it never ends

Chapter 671
"Then what about her identity?" Yujiali frowned slightly, "Even if you take her away, she won't be able to go to school there?"

"She didn't learn much here, too," Hesta replied. "As long as the person passes by, other questions can be discussed at that time. They are all wandering anyway, so where is it different?"

Yujiali couldn't refute, and turned to ask Eleven's opinion.

"Where are you going?" Eleven asked.

"Orange Town," Hesta replied, "Do you want to go to Orange Town?"

"No," Eleven answered almost immediately, "That place... is too far."

Hesta was a little surprised, "Is Orange Town still far away? Didn't you say you're going to Pingjing in the future? It's farther over there—"

"No... I'm not going to Orange Town, I'm not going to Orange Town!" Eleven refused again, and she answered resolutely, "I won't go... and you are not allowed to go either!"

"why?"

Eleven's throat moved, and he frowned stubbornly, "I'm leaving, my mother...is alone, she...can't leave me."

Hearing Yu Jiali's report, Hesta didn't insist anymore, she pulled Shi Shi's quilt.

"It's too late today, go to bed first, and talk about these things after you wake up."

Eleven stared at Hesta with both dissatisfaction and worry in his eyes.

"Why," asked Hesta, "what are you looking at me for?"

"...You...will you disappear again?"

Hesta laughed, "Yes, because I'm going to Orange Town soon."

After listening to Eleven, he immediately became anxious, "You, you can't—"

"I can, of course I can," Hesta interrupted Eleven, "Stay in Mei County, what if your enemies come to your door one day and you even clean up with me?"

When Yugali finished translating Hesta's words, Eleven's eyes widened even more.

If her hands and feet were not injured at this moment, she really wanted to jump up and hit Hesta on the head, and cursed with the remaining strength: "Coward!"

Instead, she just let out a series of violent coughs.

"Stop saying a few words!" Yugali took a deep breath, "Sleep!"

……

Early the next morning, when Yu Jiali opened her eyes when she heard the noise, Yu Xuekun was already sitting beside her bed.

"Morning." Yu Xuekun turned around and said, "Hurry up and wash up. We'll have to leave soon after we eat."

"Let's go...?" Yugali didn't understand the situation. She rubbed her eyes and sat up, "Where are you going? Orange Town?"

"No, transfer." Yu Xuekun replied, "I will be transferred to the affiliated hospital of AHgAs in the morning on November [-]."

Yujiali immediately looked at Eleven's bed—Eleven had already woken up, was leaning on the pillow, chewing a little bit of the breakfast on the table.

"What's the matter, has her condition worsened, or—"

"She's fine," Yu Xuekun glanced at her watch, "Jane hopes we'll pack up and leave the hospital by ten o'clock in the morning."

Eucalyptus was still a little ignorant, she rolled over and got out of bed, looked around, only to find that Hesta was not here.

"Where's Jane...?"

"No."

"Where did she go?"

"Going out." Yu Xuekun replied, "She said she would be back at noon."

"...Okay." Yugali walked towards the bathroom while combing his hair with his bare hands, "Then I'll go wash up now..."

"Don't worry," Yu Xuekun said with a smile as always, "It's not even eight o'clock yet."

……

At nine o'clock in the morning, Hesta carried a suitcase and walked alone through the streets and alleys to the shanty town of yesterday.

Compared with yesterday afternoon, today's place is very lively, there are people's voices in every yard, and from time to time, shirtless men pass by Hesta.Almost every oncoming person would look sideways at Hesta, sizing up the sudden appearance of this strange visitor.

Some of these residents were curious, some were vigilant, and some were staring at Hesta’s red hair meaningfully, but none of them dared to step forward—they all saw the slightly bloated waist and sides of this man , which usually means that, nine times out of ten, the person is wearing a gun.

People watched intentionally or unintentionally, to see where she was going.

Finally, Hesta stopped at Eleven's house and knocked on the door.

"Is anyone there?" Hesta asked several times in succession, "Open the door."

After a series of footsteps, a middle-aged woman with short hair opened the door.The other party held a thick machete in his hand, and a scar stretched from the middle of her left eyebrow to the cheekbone, and the eyes under the eyebrow were full of hostility.

Hesta glanced at the other person's hand and said in District [-] dialect, "I'm looking for Eleven."

The middle-aged man couldn't understand what Hesta was talking about, but he recognized his daughter's nickname.

The woman frowned, and was about to close the door without saying anything. Hesta thrust her foot obliquely against the door. Just as she was about to explain, the woman uttered a series of stern reprimands—even though Hesta did not understand the content, But she knew very well that the other party must be swearing.

A young man of sixteen or seventeen heard noises in the yard and ran out while getting dressed.This person is thin and thin, with thin and small eyes, somewhat similar to a middle-aged woman.

The young man pulled his mother away, and the two quarreled for a few words. The middle-aged man retreated to the courtyard, his eyes still fixed on Hesta's face, and he muttered something, as if unwilling to let it go.

Hesta raised her hand and handed the young man a business card. The man took it and looked at it, and found that Mihailo's name was written on it.

"Who are you looking for?" the man asked.

"Eleven," replied Hesta. "Mr. Mihailo says she lives here."

"Oh, Dr. Mihailo asked you to come here?" Although the man's District [-] dialect had a strong accent, he was very fluent, "What are you here for?"

"I'm here to deliver the commission." Hesta tapped on the suitcase, "Is Eleven here? Tell her to come out."

The man was taken aback for a moment. He carefully looked at Hester's suitcase for a while, and brushed his lower lip with his upper teeth, "How much is it?"

"I didn't ask." Hesta replied, "What about 11 people, tell her to come out, I will leave after handing over the things."

"She... went out to play and hasn't come back yet."

"But Dr. Mihailo said that the money must be handed over to Eleven."

The man looked down at Mikhailo's business card, and rubbed his fingers vigorously on the paper. He was silent for a moment, and then opened the door a little, "Come in first."

The man led the way, looking back at Hesta from time to time. The two walked through the yard together. The man opened the door of the old house and said, "Come and sit down. Just treat it like your own home."

At this moment, the sound of chopping wood came from the yard again.Hesta turned around and saw that the middle-aged woman had sat back by the well. She was waving the slightly rusty hatchet in her hand, and each blow brought up a thin stream of dust.

The man closed the door, also blocking Hesta's view.

"Is it you who made so many calls yesterday afternoon?"

(End of this chapter)