Why it never ends

Xu Ruyi slammed the bowl on the table and said hoarsely, "Ding Guisheng!"

"What are you doing!" Ding Guisheng suddenly became furious and smashed the bowl and chopsticks in his hand on the ground. After a crisp sound, the porcelain bowl fell into pieces, and the fragments flew along the ground to all corners of the living room.

He glared at Xu Ruyi, and after taking a few breaths of bad breath, he suddenly shouted loudly, knocking over all the dishes and soups on the table to the ground.

"Smash things with me?" Ding Guisheng slapped the table, "You smash it!"

Ding Jiali stood up, "Dad, stop..."

"Tell me to stop? Ask your mother why she didn't know to stop when she did such immoral things!"

"I can pat my chest and say that I have never done anything sorry for you! Whether you believe it or not -"

"Stop arguing!" Ding Jiali suppressed her mother's voice, "Dad has just been discharged from the hospital, so don't call me back again... Calm down, you two are more than ten years old - no, decades. couple--"

Before she finished speaking, Miaomiao began to cry loudly. Ding Xueyang sighed and hurried back to the room with her daughter in her arms.

"...No, no, no," Xu Ruyi said in a trembling voice, "I told you earlier that you didn't agree to the divorce! You even delayed signing the agreement when it was pushed in front of you -"

"You just want to divorce me, don't you?"

"Since you haven't thought about it, why don't you agree to divorce!" Xu Ruyi screamed, "I don't want anything! The house! The car -"

Ding Guisheng was so angry that he raised his hand to hit someone. Ding Jiali hugged his upper body tightly, "Dad! Stop making trouble!"

He turned his head, "Xiaoqing! Take mom away!"

Ding Yuqing didn't move.

"Xiaoqing!" Ding Jiali raised his voice, "Did you hear-"

"I want to hear what mom has to say."

"Jane, do me a favor!" Ding Jiali looked at Hesta at the other end of the table, "Pull my mother back to the room!"

"Don't move!" Ding Yuqing also turned around, "Let my mother finish what she said!"

In their desperation, both Ding Yuqing and Ding Jiali forgot to speak Common Language to Hesta. Their fierce and urgent tone made the original short imperative sentence confusing.

A ball of rice hung on the end of Hesta's chopsticks. She couldn't help but feel numb as she looked at the scene in front of her: Ding Jiali stood between Ding Guisheng and Xu Ruyi, desperately trying to separate the two; Ding Yuqing threw herself on her father and hugged him tightly. Xu Ruyi held Ding Guisheng's clothes for a while, and then he grabbed his collar...

The four people just struggled together.

Hesta put down her chopsticks and took a deep breath.

"Oh my God."

……

I don’t know how long it took, but the living room fell silent again.

In the past few times, Hestad missed the scene of the quarrels and only saw a mess when she returned home. Today, she finally witnessed with her own eyes how those destructive disputes started.

At this moment, Ding Jiali pulled her father out of the door. Xu Ruyi's cry came from the room. The living room was empty except for Hesta who was still sitting there.

"Jane?" Hesta turned around and saw Ding Yuqing walking out of Xu Ruyi's room with tears on her face.

"You cried." Hesta said softly.

"I came out to get takeout," Ding Yuqing wiped her face and shook her phone, "I can't have a good dinner, and I'm still hungry... Do you want to come with me to eat?"

Hesta shook her head.

Ding Yuqing smiled silently, lowered her gaze, and walked quickly through the living room and entrance. It was getting dark outside the window, and Hestad suddenly remembered a night not long ago. The men in the family were away, and the mother and daughter of the family were sitting together, drinking tea and chatting.

Hesta lowered her head and slowly chewed the bowl of rice in her hand.

Although she had done nothing, she felt extremely tired.

……

Early the next morning, Hesta did not have breakfast at home. She washed up and went out as quickly as possible, secretly hoping not to run into anyone.

She first went to the print shop, and then went to Chen Beiyi's office to wait alone. Near eight o'clock, Teacher Chen walked out of the elevator alone.

"Good morning, Teacher Chen." Hesta stood up, "Are you free today?"

Chen Beiyi frowned slightly. Just as she was about to speak, Hesta had already walked up to her, "I have class at 10:20 in the morning. I wonder if you can give me the two hours from now to 10:00."

Chen Beiyi smiled and said, "You're not discussing with me, are you."

Before Hesta could answer, Chen Beiyi took out the key and opened the door, "Come in."

Returning to this familiar office, Hestad's mood was very different from the last time. She still remembered that Zuo Wentao was sitting on Chen Beiyi's desk, talking nonsense to her and Cheng Xiaoshu... It was really annoying.

Chen Beiyi put down the bag, "What happened with Teacher Zuo last time -"

"I'm not here for him," Hestad placed a dozen newly printed black-and-white manuscripts in front of Chen Beiyi. "I'm here today because I want to talk to you about Mrs. Katya."

Chen Beiyi was quite surprised. She lowered her head and looked at what Hesta had brought. They were interview articles from certain newspapers and magazines. There were some paragraphs highlighted on each page. Chen Beiyi could scan several of them at a glance. Chen Lingshuang".

Chen Beiyi looked through them one by one. The time span of these newspapers and magazines spanned more than ten years. A certain report also included a half-length photo of Chen Lingshuang when she was young. Her eyes stayed on the photo, "...you actually collected so many interviews with her. "

"My friends found her for me," Hesta looked at her. "The last time I saw you playing chess with her, I didn't know she was Mrs. Katja."

"If you want to talk to me about her, tell me." Chen Beiyi raised his head, "But I may not be able to help -"

"You can," Hesta sat down opposite Chen Beiyi. She took out a page from several articles, pointed to the content on it and said, "You are college classmates, and you have been in contact with each other over the years. You have spent time with each other. Some tough times... great friends.”

Chen Beiyi smiled and picked up the teacup on the side, stood up to get the water.

"Yesterday a student committed suicide in Wenhui Building, and I was at the scene." Hesta continued, turning sideways, her eyes always chasing Chen Beiyi's face, "I recognize that boy. Although I have only met him twice, both of them are The times were all related to Mrs. Kajia. One was in her cafe, and the other was in Wenhui Building. The boy had Hesta red hair permed and wore blue contact lenses... He should be planning to attend the card show. Mrs. Chia’s restaurant event.”

Chen Beiyi nodded, "I've heard about this theme activity... It's a bit offensive to you, isn't it?"

"It's a little bit, but I don't care about that," Hesta said coldly, "What role Mrs. Kajia played in that man's suicide has nothing to do with me, but there is a young friend beside me who is interested in Kajia. Jia is very obsessed with it. Not only does she go to her cafe to make reservations every now and then, but she has also been thinking about doing fortune-telling... I am afraid that she will be in danger."