Why it never ends

The two got out of the car, Hesta followed behind Yu Xuekun, "Then do you have any more specific suggestions for me?"

"If you have to say it...it's not impossible, but you may not be willing to listen."

"You speak first, and I'll see if I listen."

"Let's leave aside further matters. You don't have much awareness of life in the [-]th District and livable areas. It will be in vain for me to give you more suggestions now, and it may have counter-effects... But you will get through it safely. There is indeed a secret in the first three months, which can be summed up in four words," Yu Xuekun paused, "Just accept it."

"Being obedient?"

"Through your absolute control over your words and deeds, you show your absolute harmlessness to the citizens of a livable place," Yu Xuekun pressed the door button of the elevator, "In other words, if someone hits you on the left side of your face——"

"...I'll give him the right cheek as well?"

"uh-huh."

Hesta couldn't help but laugh.

Yu Xuekun glanced at Hesta, shook his head and walked out of the elevator, "I told you that you may not be willing to listen, but you insist on asking..."

"Haha, I don't know if I can do it," Hesta chased after him, "But I will try hard in this direction."

Before entering the door, Yu Xuekun suddenly remembered something, "There is something. Although I have reminded you before, I will tell you again now."

"Ok?"

"What was Article [-] of the Convention just now? Do you still remember it?"

"If you encounter difficulties, ask the local workstation for help in time?"

"Yes. Ask for help in time for minor difficulties, but if you really encounter something very difficult, don't reveal a word to them - come to me first, and I will help you evaluate it."

"Okay." Hesta nodded, "I remember."

……

In July, Hestad and his party finally settled in Orange Town.

After she had a residence and a stable communication, she began to write emails to Lico and Turan.In the email, Hesta described to the two of them one by one what she had seen and heard during this period. Turan was as angry as she was, while Rico said somewhat helplessly that these things were more common in District [-]. In comparison, Now, the executioners in the fourteenth district seemed a little more tender.Another Sunday, Hesta took Eleven and Yugali to watch a performance in the square in front of Orange Town City Hall. The three of them took a group photo in front of a makeshift carousel.

At night, Hesta returned alone to the south dormitory of the Industrial University in District [-]. It was summer vacation and she was the only one in the dormitory.After getting on the bed and getting off the table in the dormitory, Hesta turned on the desk lamp, uploaded today's group photo to the computer, and then began to write a reply to Rico and Turan.

Dear Rico and Turan:
Seeing letters is like meeting.

Today is the second day since I moved into the school. This afternoon we went to see a performance in the Town Hall Square. Here are the photos.The kid on my left is Eleven, and the one on my right is Eucalyptus.

This week, most things have settled and I've been busy with Eleven's identity. Office No. 2 did not take away Eleven's ID card (thank God!), they just changed her internal information from a mercury needle to an ordinary street child. Now the "Orange Town Street Children" is established with the support of the Songxueyuan Children's Foundation in the [-]th District. Hope Center" is temporarily accepting.

Last week I took Eleven to get some vaccinations and do an education level assessment. She is now enrolled in an enlightenment school specially prepared for orphaned children - most children will receive education there for a few months to a year. ranging from bridging education to then being dialed into a nearby primary school.

This week, Yugali started preparing for the foreign language teaching qualification examination at the end of August.The job center in Orange Town recognized her status as an "unemployed person" and signed her up for relevant vocational training based on her request. During the training period, as long as she attended work on time and completed classroom exercises, she would receive a subsidy of 620 robi.

Only my side was not going well. My on-campus procedures were stuck inexplicably, causing me to miss the language class at the on-campus language center. Fortunately, Master Yu (she is really a master) saved the country and found me through the employment center. A language class in the South [-]th District specially prepared for immigrants.

I feel that I really have some language talent. Although the course has only been for three weeks, I can already ask for directions in the southern 6th district language.This Wednesday night, I went to the language corner here - following Turan's suggestion - but I don't plan to go there again. There are too many people smoking and drinking there, and the music is loud. I think I can visit more. I go to the morning market here. There is a morning market next to the school every weekend that starts at 8 a.m. and ends at about [-] a.m. Many people will take the initiative to say hello to me when they see my hair color. Most people are very friendly and very patient. .

I now go to the immigrant language class every Monday, Tuesday, and Thursday, from nine in the morning to five in the evening.Most of my classmates are from the North [-]th District, and they say they prefer the climate in the South [-]th District.

I always knew that the languages ​​of the fourteen districts in the north and south were incommunicable, but I didn't know that they were so different that they couldn't learn from each other at all.The oldest student in the class is almost 70 years old. She is an old lady who came to Orange Town with her daughter. Can you imagine that a 34-year-old old lady has to learn a new language from scratch and start a new life in a strange place? Life, this is really amazing courage; and my deskmate, Ms. Olga, just celebrated her [-]th birthday last week... In this class, I am the only one in her early twenties.

Speaking of my deskmate, Ms. Olga, I made a joke this week.I always thought she was a single mother whose husband died, because in the previous writing class, the teacher asked us to write "My Day". She said that she would get up at around five o'clock in the morning to prepare breakfast and lunch, wash her daughter, send her to school, and come back On the way, she bought groceries, washed dishes and laundry, prepared dinner, tidied the room, and took her daughter home... Then, she showed me the screen of her mobile phone, which was a photo of her family of three, with a man holding her daughter in it. Presumably it was her husband.

Ms. Olga always blushes when talking about her husband. I vaguely feel that she probably loves him very much - but this man does not appear in her daily life, so I think he must be dead.Unexpectedly, when we talked about this matter this Thursday, Olga was very surprised and a little angry with me.She clarified a lot to me at the time, but I didn't understand most of it.She cried at the end and I was sad.She is a kind person and often brings me food.

Freshman registration is on the 25th of next month. I still don’t know which department or major I will be assigned to. I asked Master Yu, and Master Yu gave me a prediction. She said that no matter which major I am assigned to, I would be very satisfied with the result - she asked me several times if I wanted to learn divination from her, and I admit that I was a little tempted.

We will wait and see.

Love you guys

simple.