Why it never ends

"You... then you... I've talked to you so much, but you - ah?" Fawn's expression froze briefly, and he was a little incoherent for a moment, "Didn't you tell me earlier?"

"Just because I haven't been to the Mother City doesn't mean I know nothing about the Mother City," Hesta replied slowly, "What do you want to know?"

"You've never entered before, so what do you know?" Fawn frowned, "You are an old man who has been on so many battlefields...are you using this method to trick me?"

"Is what you want to ask about related to the transfer of command of District 14 Mercury Needle to the coalition government?"

Fan's eyes widened, "Are you still trying to trick me?"

"What's wrong with chatting? Besides, you didn't give me that report. You just told a few stories about Lin Jiao and the others' past," Hesta said softly, "What kind of cliché is this? Isn't this just small talk?"

The corner of Fawn's mouth sank slightly. She looked at the person in front of her again, her eyes a little more distrustful, "... Do you know about the transfer of command here?"

"I don't know," Hesta replied. "I didn't know until I got off the ship."

"If it's just a personal guess, you don't need to tell me. I've listened to one hundred and eighty versions during this time. It's boring."

Hesta glanced at Fawn, "You don't care?"

"What's the use of me caring," Fawn half-opened his eyes, "This kind of fight between gods is not something that a soldier like me should worry about. Even if the command is handed over, Office No. 2 will not completely ignore us. We should share it. Do we still have to share the information?”

"Maybe the mission attendance outside the 14th District will be reduced," Hesta thought for a while, "It should be easier."

"Yes, most people think so," Fawn joked. "After all, we will be civil servants spending our own taxpayers' money in the future. Support from other regions will definitely not be as frequent as it is now."

Both of them were silent for a while, and Fawn spoke again, "I really didn't expect that a mercury needle like you has never entered the Mother City. It seems that this matter is more confidential than I thought... But You got off Roboglier's ship, so you must have heard something."

"You mean District 15?" Hesta asked calmly.

Fan's eyes immediately brightened, she breathed a sigh of relief, and her fingers that had been tapping on her knees stopped immediately.

"...I knew there must be something in your stomach." Fawn said softly, "Fortunately, I didn't find the wrong person."

"You're so weird," Hesta held his cheek with his left hand and tilted his head slightly, "You don't care about what's happening in District 14 right now, but you care about a place that has never been in the public eye-"

"You still don't understand," Fawn laughed. "Sometimes you can't see things close by clearly, so you have to borrow a lamp from a distance."

……

At night, Hesta finished her evening classes. She checked her phone as usual and saw a message from Ding Yuqing five minutes ago, saying that she had gone out and would be at the school gate soon.

Hesta immediately quickened his pace. As soon as he left Wenhui Building, he ran into Lin Jiao who was coming downstairs at the same time.

"What a coincidence!" Lin Jiao took the initiative to come over and say hello, "Come over together?"

"I have to wait for someone at the school gate." Hesta looked at the time again, "I mentioned to you yesterday, the girl I live with now, Ding Yuqing."

Lin Jiao responded, "I'll accompany you."

"……it is good."

The two of them were silent all the way.

Although this temporary trip was Hesta's, she walked behind him all the way, her eyes falling on Lin Jiao from time to time.

This feeling is very strange. Lin Jiao is still the same Lin Jiao, but because I heard a lot of stories from Fan in the afternoon, an imaginary image is superimposed on the back of the person in front of me... This kind of one-sided knowledge is also Unilaterally shortening the distance between her and the other party without the other party's permission.

"How do you plan to spend the weekend?" Lin Jiao suddenly asked.

"I haven't thought about it," Hesta replied, "Any suggestions?"

"There are activities at the drama club. If you are interested, you can come. I will take you into the theater." Lin Jiao said with a smile, "But I don't have a seat. If you want to come, you can only stand with me and watch the whole process - "Standing for more than two hours shouldn't mean anything to you?" "What drama?"

"The Dagger and the Sheath," Lin Jiao replied, "Have you heard of it?"

Hesta sneered, "...Forget it."

"Hahahahaha, it's not the "Dagger and Sheath" you think it is. If it were the original story, I wouldn't recommend it to you," Lin Jiao said with a smile. "My classmates from the drama club adapted the entire plot. I'll tell you Guaranteed, it’s definitely a story you can watch now.”

"What kind of adaptation?"

"If you're curious, come and show your support. This is their first performance this Saturday. Of course, the bigger the audience, the better."

With that said, Lin Jiao sent a message to Hesta's mobile phone with the time and address written in it.

"...You know so many people." Hesta whispered, "You are also familiar with the drama club."

"Last year they were short of manpower, so they asked me to make a guest appearance."

"What did you play?"

"A rockery." Lin Jiao replied.

Hesta was about to ask further questions when Ding Yuqing's voice came from the distance. Under the streetlight, Ding Yuqing was holding a small black bag across her body, shouting Hesta's name and running towards her quickly.

Looking at Ding Yuqing's approaching figure, Lin Jiao's expression became a little subtle.

For tonight's trip, Ding Yuqing carefully put together an outfit and adjusted her makeup according to the color of the clothes.

"Have you been waiting for a long time?" Ding Yuqing asked.

"...No," Hesta looked at Ding Yuqing who looked different, "Do you have any activities at school tonight?"

"Huh?" Ding Yuqing blinked, "No."

"You look a little... different."

"Because I'm coming to participate in an event with you tonight," Ding Yuqing replied, "Anyway -"

"Isn't it cold?" Lin Jiao looked at Ding Yuqing's calves, "Wearing a skirt with bare legs this season?"

"No, they look like bare legs, but they are actually wearing stockings." Ding Yuqing said with a smile, "The lights here are dark, so you can't tell."

Lin Jiao glanced at Hesta and said, "Let's go."

Hesta followed, followed closely by Ding Yuqing.

The three of them arrived at an open-air tennis court on campus. When they were nearly 100 meters apart, Hestad already saw more than a dozen members of the Islands Poetry Society sitting on the court, just like the gathering in the gymnasium this Monday.

"Can you wait for me?" Ding Yuqing said suddenly, "I'm going to the bathroom."

Lin Jiao and Hesta both stopped.

The two watched Ding Yuqing leave. Hesta looked sideways at Lin Jiao, "What did you mean by that look you gave me just now?"

"What look?"

"Forget it if you don't admit it."

"...I am feeling emotional," Lin Jiao sighed, "Let's see what other ridiculous things I can do in order to be friends with you."