Why it never ends

What exactly is this matter about?

Hesta didn't understand.

She clearly realized that all the changes were because of Ksenia. As long as Ksenia appeared beside her, no matter what analysis she had made before, what ambitions she had made... none of it worked. .

Everything really goes back to Ding Yuqing's words: A young man was suddenly caught and penetrated. What's the reason?

Hesta was a little annoyed and resentful, but she couldn't resent Ksenia, so she could only resent herself. She was thinking about how stupid she had just been, and then thinking about Ksenia's reaction, and her whole body fell into an inexplicable anxiety. She hated her own state when getting along with Ksenia, and she wanted to put her hands into her brain. , uprooted the memory, threw it to the ground, stepped on it a few times, and kicked it out of sight.

Unknowingly, she walked to the TV window where she came from. The three rows of screens inside were still playing the sea under the full moon repeatedly. Hesta's eyes glanced at them casually, then stopped.

She remembered that not long ago, she felt that she had seen through the absurdity, and thought that she could overcome such barriers with reason... Now she had a new understanding: What does it mean even if the tide recedes? When the tide recedes and rises again, as long as the moon still hangs in the sky, the tide will rise and fall, never ending.

Hesta took a deep breath, and she suddenly wished she would never see Ksenia again.

……

Hesta had been restless all day, and a fine pain soaked into her like spring rain. No matter what she was doing, the premonition of approaching danger never left her.

From time to time, she would think of the way Yu Xuekun joked with her about love during the day. She was extremely glad that Yu Xuekun had the wrong partner... She could not imagine how she would react if Yu Xuekun really joked with her about Ksenia at that moment. .

After dinner, Hesta sat on the sofa and took a nap. She had never had this habit, but perhaps because her nerves, which had been tense all afternoon, really needed to be relaxed, she just sat on the sofa for a while, and her whole body quickly sank into the abyss of unconsciousness.

She dreamed of nightingales.

Nightingale, the beauty who was raised by Roger in Tanglar Manor. She dreamed of a nightingale sitting in a cage-like white circular pavilion singing "Dona". Hesta had long forgotten what Nightingale looked like, but she still vaguely remembered the man's back and long, light-blond curly hair.

He turned sideways, leaning sadly against the marble pillar, with a bright red silk scarf falling on his shoulders. At first Hesta looked at him from a distance, until the singing suddenly stopped, she came closer to check, and saw the nightingale dead in the cage. There was no bright red silk scarf, only a huge pool of blood that was still spreading... …

Hesta woke up again.

The living room was silent at night. She stood up slowly, covering her heart, and walked out of the dream she had just had.

Hesta stood alone by the window, recalling the dream just now. She finally figured out the reason for her constant uneasiness, but before the realization could take shape, she was interrupted by the quarrel between Ding Jiali and Ding Yuqing. With a loud "bang", Ding Yuqing was locked outside the study.

Hesta rubbed her eyes and asked softly what was wrong with Ding Yuqing. Ding Yuqing explained while banging on the door that she had a video to edit tonight and had to use the desktop computer at home, but Ding Jiali kept occupying the computer after putting her away. , I don’t know what I’m doing.

After a while, there was the sound of unlocking the door in the study.

"Okay!" Ding Jiali said with a gloomy face, "Come and use it!"

Ding Yuqing didn't give him a good look. After glaring at him, she closed the door without looking back.

Ding Jiali looked a little tired. He walked to the living room step by step, sat down and slowly put his face in his hands.

"What's wrong with you?" Hesta asked.

"...It's okay." Ding Jiali took a long time to answer, "I'm just tired."

Hesta glanced at him in surprise, said "Go to bed early", and quickly returned to his room.

……

That night, Ding Jiali had been sitting in the living room. He checked his cell phone for a while and looked at the clock. It wasn't until after twelve o'clock that he heard footsteps outside, and he stood up from the sofa.

——Ding Xueyang and Shi Pingchuan are back.

"You're back, sister," Ding Jiali forced a smile, "Where's Miaomiao?"

"Miaomiao is staying at her grandma's house this week." Ding Xueyang replied softly, "Her grandma is back from District 1 and misses her granddaughter." "Okay, then you can relax!"

"What are you doing alone in the living room?" Ding Xueyang looked at him strangely, "You're up so late?"

Ding Jiali showed a more honest smile, "I'm waiting for my brother-in-law."

"What are you waiting for me for?"

"I have something to tell you."

Ding Xueyang turned around and said, "...What do you want to talk about?"

"Don't ask," Ding Jiali shook his vest, "a man's topic."

Ding Xueyang glanced at her husband, shook her head and walked upstairs, "Okay, you guys can talk, but don't be too late."

Shi Pingchuan turned around and hung his coat on the hanger, then looked back at Ding Jiali, "Tell me, what's the matter?"

"Come to my room and chat," Ding Jiali said, "You never know when someone will show up here."

Shi Pingchuan followed his brother-in-law into the room with some humor.

"What's going on? It's so mysterious."

Ding Jiali closed the door, pulled out a chair, and invited Shi Pingchuan to sit down, "Brother-in-law."

"Huh?" Shi Pingchuan frowned, "If you have anything to say, just say it."

"Let me say something first, although I call you brother-in-law, I have always regarded you as my elder brother in my heart," Ding Jiali said softly, "If you hadn't been willing to take me into the industry, I would be a little kid who doesn't understand anything now. Damn boy...I really treat you as my brother."

"...What happened?" Shi Pingchuan frowned even more tightly, "Are you short of money again recently?"

"no--"

"How much?"

"It's really not about money this time." Ding Jiali stood up immediately, "Brother-in-law, you, why are you..."

Shi Pingchuan waited for a long time, but did not wait for the next step. He couldn't help laughing, stretched out his foot and kicked Ding Jiali's calf, "Speak quickly! Don't hesitate."

Ding Jiali took a deep breath and said, "You didn't delete the record."

"Ah?" Shi Pingchuan didn't understand, "What record?"

"You have worked on your home computer before, right?" Ding Jiali said softly, "You also logged into the browser..."

Shi Pingchuan's smile slowly solidified on his face.

"You didn't use Wuhen, and you forgot to log out," Ding Jiali said with difficulty, "I--"

Shi Pingchuan finally realized something. He immediately stood up from his chair, walked quickly to the door, and locked the door.

He turned around and said, "You check my browsing history!?"