Why it never ends

Chapter 684 Why?
Yujiali frowned. She pulled Eleven to her side and gently lifted up the other side of Eleven's side collar. Sure enough, she saw a circle wrapped in gauze.

Eleven tugged on his collar, "One time, they followed me directly, and I was scared to death! Fortunately, the doctor on duty questioned why they came to the infirmary to gather together when they were fine, and drove them all away - the one on duty The doctor is very cruel, she scolds me every time I go for disinfection!"

"What are you scolding..."

"Criticizing my wound for not growing well, huh, what does she know?"

"Let me repeat it," Hesta leaned forward slightly, "First, you refused the girl's request for you to play the role of Cat, so she and her followers started to make things difficult for you. Then, you pushed the girl downstairs. .”

"Yes," Eleven nodded, "I was too confused at first to react. Only in the past few days did I think about the use of hiding from those followers - capture the thief first and capture the king first!"

"The teacher doesn't know these things?"

"do not know."

"The girl who was pushed downstairs by you didn't tell the teacher why? The teacher didn't ask either?"

"Dare she say that?" Eleven puffed up her chest, "She didn't even dare to say that I pushed her downstairs, so she accused me of breaking her teeth!"

"Where are the others? How did others react?" Hesta looked at her, "Is there anyone on your side to help you?"

Eleven was silent for a while, she recalled it very seriously for a long time, and finally shook her head.

Yugali sighed and gently touched the back of Eleven's head. Eleven keenly shook off Yugali's hand and sat on the other side of the chair - her movements were so quick that she and Yugali was a little dazed at the same time.

In this brief touch, Eleven didn't even have time to discern what she detected in Eucalyptus's sigh. This concern had already aroused her unhappiness and vigilance, as if coming from Eucalyptus. Caring was an affront to her.

"None?" Hesta asked.

"I don't need it!" Eleven replied angrily.

"So what are the people around you doing," Hestad asked, "just watching everything happen and pretending it doesn't exist?"

"They are not so kind!" Eleven was suddenly so excited that her hands clenched into fists, "But they... huh, it's nothing at all."

"So what else?"

Eleven curled his lips and grabbed the edge of the chair with both hands.

"And...and...they...they are all very annoying, especially when eating-"

"Who are they?"

"That's everyone else, everyone! Every one of them listens to Xiaobai... The person who asked me to play Maomao is called Xiaobai... They, they--"

Eleven's words began to tangle, and she suddenly had the urge to choke, but before this emotion emerged, Eleven immediately suppressed it completely.

"What did these people do?"

"I was looking for a seat with my dinner plate. No matter where I went, they immediately covered the chair and told me, 'You can't sit here, there are already people here.' Ha, there were no seats at all. Why did I go there? There are people who just refuse to let me sit, who cares if I sit down?"

Eleven stared angrily at the last box of yellow mustard in front of him, his nose gradually turning red.

After a brief silence, a curse came out of her mouth.

Yugali reached around Eleven's shoulders again and gently patted her back.

"Then," Hesta asked softly, "how did you do it?"

"A few days ago, I - I put my rice on someone's head, and then turned over all their dinner plates!" At this point, Eleven's tears suddenly became uncontrollable, and she didn't know what happened to her. Tears fell one after another. This situation was completely beyond her expectation. In desperation, she had no choice but to turn around in embarrassment, not letting Yugali and Hesta see her face.
"...Isn't it just bullying me?" Eleven sobbed and wiped his tears. "If I don't eat it, no one will want to eat it!"

……

On the way back to the Hope Center from the fast food restaurant, Hesta let Eleven ride on his shoulders.

Eleven held Hesta's head like a wilted puppy, not saying a word along the way.

Yugali looked sideways at the two people next to her from time to time, feeling a little depressed. She had just been busy translating for Eleven and Hesta, and she had forgotten to drink water, so she was already a little dry.

When they were about to reach the door of the Hope Center, Eleven suddenly hugged Hesta's head tightly, "I don't want to go back."

Yugali looked at her: "Where do you want to go?"

"...Anywhere is fine, I don't want to go back anyway." Eleven lowered his head, "Jane, can I go to school with you?"

"No."

Eleven was a little angry: "You are illiterate, and I am illiterate. I can speak District [-] better than you, so why can't I go to school with you!"

"I can't anyway," Hesta held Eleven's hand, "What are you doing, do you want to run to my place to hide and admit defeat?"

After hearing Yugali relay Hesta's answer, Eleven was furious on the spot: "I didn't -"

"Stop!" Hesta grabbed Eleven's wrist, "Don't pull my hair!"

Eleven let go of his hand angrily and hugged Hesta's head again.

"...I just don't understand." The little girl murmured.

"Don't understand what?"

"Since they always have to listen to one person," Eleven looked at the low building in the distance, "why can't that person be me?"

Yugali looked at Eleven in surprise. This was not the first time that Eleven had said something astonishing. However, no time had Yugali been more shocked than at this moment.

Hesta noticed Yugali's expression changing slightly, "What's wrong? What did Eleven say?"

Yugali smiled and repeated what Eleven just said.

"Oh, good question," Hesta shook Eleven's arm, "Do you have an answer?"

"Because they're stupid! All of them are stupid!"

After a while, Eleven scratched his hair again.

"...I'm stupid too, I'm the stupidest."

Yugali looked at the two people beside him helplessly.

After a while, they returned to Teacher Xing’s office. Yujiali already felt familiar with this teacher who always looked tired. Even though District [-] was known for its diligence, people like Teacher Xing, who often worked seven days a week, could still work. There are really only a few people who maintain their passion for work.

Teacher Xing can speak a little common language, so during the whole conversation, Yujiali and Eleven sat outside the office and waited.

Eleven was obviously a little nervous.She resumed her previous sitting position, holding the edge of the chair tightly with both hands, staring at the crack of the office door without saying a word - from there she could see a little light and shadow shaking in the room.

(End of this chapter)