Why it never ends

"I don't know much about these things," Hestad lowered his eyes and looked at the chessboard, "I'll ask you tomorrow."

"Ask. Don't end up doing bad things with good intentions."

After saying that, Xu Ruyi stood up and was about to go to the kitchen. Ding Guisheng could only stare and listen to the conversation between his wife and Hesta. Seeing that Xu Ruyi was about to leave again, he couldn't help but let out another shout and turned around halfway, "Let you Did you ask the question?”

"She doesn't know about insurance either," Xu Ruyi replied angrily, "She has to ask too!"

"...Who asked you to ask about insurance? Asked you to ask what her family does!"

"If you want to know, just ask yourself."

The kitchen door suddenly opened with a moderate bang.

Ding Guisheng glanced at Hesta and coughed lightly, "... Let's play here today. The chess pieces are all laid out. We will continue playing tomorrow."

Before Hesta understood what he meant, he saw Ding Guisheng getting up and chasing him to the kitchen.She watched Ding Guisheng leave, and after a moment, she looked up at the corner of the second floor - Miao Miao was holding on to the edge of the wall, looking towards her.

Hesta knocked on the chessboard, "...Want to play chess?"

Miaomiao didn't answer. This noisy child didn't say anything. He just turned around and ran back to his mother's room.

The living room became quiet again, leaving only Hesta facing the deserted living room again.

Currently, there were eight people living in this small duplex building, including herself... However, except for the night when she entertained Mei Sinan, this huge hall was almost always deserted.

Her eyes scanned everything around her again. Although Xu Ruyi had tidied up the living room again, except for the few missing vases, she easily found more clues - it was obvious that someone was here again today. There was a quarrel in the living room and things were broken.

Back in the room, Hesta turned on the light and saw the wooden bird on the table moved from the corner to the center.

She glanced in the direction of the closet, then sat down at the table as usual, picked up a pen and paper and started writing.

After about half an hour of touching, there was a slight noise in the closet. Ding Yuqing turned over and opened the door.

"……You're back?"

"Yeah." Hesta turned her chair, "Did you sleep well."

"Ha, that's it."

Ding Yuqing sat in the cabinet and seemed to have no intention of coming out.

At this time, there was no ceiling light on in Hesta's room, only the desk lamp on the desk was on, illuminating the tabletop with a snowy white color, while the rest of the room seemed even darker.

"...Are you doing your homework?" Ding Yuqing asked.

"No, write an outline for a sharing session," Hesta replied, "About survival in the wild."

Ding Yuqing was startled, "You guys are still learning this...can I take a look?"

"Not yet," Hesta smiled, "but when the draft is finalized, I can show it to you."

Ding Yuqing also laughed.

She rubbed her eyes and slowly came out of the closet door. Hesta listened to her long and soothing breaths, each sound like a sigh.

Neither of them spoke anymore.Hesta sat on the chair, still looking at Ding Yuqing's back - she walked quietly to the door with bare feet, and just when her hand touched the doorknob, she turned back.

"I'm going back."

"Well," Hesta said, "get some rest early."

Ding Yuqing smiled and still stood there without leaving. "...Can I ask you a question, Jane?"

"Ok?"

Ding Yuqing's brows frowned slightly. She no longer looked at Hesta, but instead looked at Hesta's shadow on the wall.

"...Are you hiding from this house these two days?"

"Why do you say that?"

"I feel like I haven't seen you much these past few days." Ding Yuqing was still looking at the shadow on the wall, "I'm not here on the weekend, and I left very early today..."

"Oh, that's because-"

"You don't need to explain, I didn't want to question or...well, I blame you." Ding Yuqing was silent for a while, she sighed with a half-smile, and looked into Hesta's eyes again, "Actually, if I have a way, and I also want to hide far away, far away from everyone here... Unfortunately, I can't hide."

Before Hesta could figure it out, Ding Yuqing had already closed the door from the outside.

Hesta sat on the chair at a loss - Ding Yuqing's last look at her was like a sap that suddenly hit her on the head.She looked at the door, and suddenly she had a strong desire. She wanted to chase after her immediately, ask what the other person meant by what she just said, ask her why she was suffering now, and ask herself if there was anything she could do for her... However, if she could If you really do this, everything will probably happen again yesterday.

Hesta walked to the door and quietly opened the door a crack. At this moment, there was a soft sound outside the door - Ding Yuqing closed the door to her room.

Hesta closed the door again and paced back and forth in the room with a frown on her face.She held her hair for a while and covered her eyes for a while. The joy in the evening had long since been rubbed away, and the silence of the night became unbearable.

She returned to the table, pushed aside the two-thirds-written outline, and began to write a letter of help to Rico and the others.

……

Early the next morning, Hesta appeared in the living room for breakfast as usual - and apart from her, Ding Jiali was still the only one in the living room.

This morning was particularly quiet. Not only did Ding Yuqing not show up, but Miaomiao's usual screams or laughter didn't even come from the second floor.

"Morning." Ding Jiali took the initiative to say hello.

As soon as Hesta sat down, she smelled the woody fragrance that she hated so much.She frowned slightly, and as soon as she raised her head, she found that Ding Jiali was holding his white porcelain bowl deliberately. His hair today had obviously been specially combed. The water on his hair had not yet dried, and his hair was in tight locks. Stick to the skull.

And the mobile phone that he almost never left his hand in the past was turned over and placed on the table without checking it once.

"...Are you going to participate in any activities today?" Hesta asked.

"No." Ding Jiali raised his head and smiled, "But I will be busy in a few days."

"What's wrong."

"Starting next week, the school club will recruit new members and it will last for two weeks... Are you interested in the club?"

"No."

"Huh? Why?"

"I don't like crowded places."

"You are just too introverted," Ding Jiali shook his head, "You need someone to guide you."

"Thank you, but I have a lot of homework right now, so I probably don't have enough time."

"...Well, there's really nothing we can do about it," Ding Jiali shrugged lightly, "But then you can still come to our booth and I'll show you a few people from our club -"

"Okay." Hesta interrupted Ding Jiali, "What is the name of your club? Tell me and I will definitely go and have a look."