Why it never ends

The place where we parted from Ding Jiali was around the corner. Ding Jiali waved to Hesta and said goodbye loudly, but Hesta did not look at him. She looked past the bushes and immediately spotted the girl behind the street tree in the distance.

The girl still wore a peaked cap today, and she stared at the two people who were saying goodbye at the corner. Hesta's sudden gaze caught her off guard, and she immediately turned around and walked away as if nothing had happened.

Hesta also withdrew his gaze.

Arriving at the bottom of Wenhui Building, she walked up the stairs three steps at a time as before, until a voice called out to her. Hesta turned around and saw that it was the girl she had saved earlier.

The man smiled, "Hello."

"Hello," Hesta stopped and looked around, "What are you doing here alone?"

"I haven't been able to sleep well these past few days," the girl said. "As soon as I closed my eyes, I remembered the man who fell from the stairs that day... I don't know why, but I just wanted to come here and take a look."

The two of them looked at the place where the deceased fell. The blood and brains had been completely wiped clean that evening. The steps were now smooth and shiny, leaving no trace of death.

"It does take some time for people to recover from this kind of thing." Hesta said.

"When I was at the police station that day, I wanted to go over and say hello to you, but I was worried that it would be too presumptuous." The girl looked at the ground. "I waited at the door for a while, but they kept asking you for questions. I wanted to think about it. It’s better to go first..."

"Do you have something to tell me?"

"Thank you," the girl said, "if you hadn't been here -"

"Small things."

"Your name is Jane Hestad, right?"

Hesta tilted her head slightly.

"I know you." The girl looked at her with bright eyes, "I heard my roommate told me about you."

"Who is your roommate?"

The girl shook her head, "You probably don't know her. She also chose Zuo Wentao's class. That day - I mean the day you and Zuo Wentao confronted each other, she was also there. After she came back, she told us what happened at that time. We are very angry about the situation. I heard that you complained to the school later?"

"Well," Hesta nodded, "but there is no result yet."

"My other roommate," the girl said, "her sister is a host at a radio station. She told her sister about this matter. She originally wanted to ask if she could talk about this topic on the show, but her sister said the topic It was too old and there wasn’t much room for discussion, so I didn’t agree.”

"Oh," Hesta looked at her, "This way..."

"I'm sorry, maybe I didn't express myself a bit," the girl's expression became a little embarrassed, she pursed her lips and looked at Hesta again, "I wanted to say..."

"Someone has said something similar to me before," Hesta replied, "The matter is too small, as if I am looking for trouble——"

"Absolutely not." The girl frowned, "We know what you are doing."

Hesta fell silent, looking at the girl, waiting for the next step.

"I recognized you as soon as you showed up that day. After all, you are the only Hesta in the school," the girl said softly. "I really wanted to talk to you about this at that time, and especially wanted to tell you that you are not a Hesta." Man, there are actually a lot of people in the school paying attention to this matter right now... Everyone is talking about it, but they just don’t know how to help you." Hesta smiled and said, "Thank you."

The girl shook her head and turned around, "Look."

Hesta looked at the girl's backpack, which had a non-woven sticker with several square words embroidered on it.

Hesta looked at the sticker, "I'm not very familiar with the words in District 14 yet..."

"It means 'Sisters! I brought a sanitary napkin!'" the girl said with a smile, "so that if anyone suddenly gets their period and doesn't have a sanitary napkin on hand, they can borrow it from me... I made several, Everyone in our dormitory is wearing one now, can you give one to you too?"

Hesta nodded happily, turned around and asked the other party to help him stick it on his schoolbag. The two chatted for a while, and each parted with a happy mood. It wasn't until Hesta entered the elevator of Wenhui Building that she remembered that she neither asked the girl's name nor left any contact information.

But it doesn't matter, Hesta thought, you will always encounter them in this school.

……

On this day, there was no one in Molly's office again. However, compared to the previous situation where no one could be found at all, everything has changed today: Molly hung a sign at the door of her office, leaving her email address and personal phone number on it.

However, no one answered the call.

Hesta stood in front of the principal's office and wrote an email calmly. She felt a long-lost tranquility, as if she was resolving the matter on behalf of another person. Compared to the various quarrels she endured at home, the electric shock-like pain when facing Ksenia, and Mrs. Katja who was like a time bomb... Zuo Wentao's impact seemed to be really minimal.

This feeling of alienation immediately made Hesta feel dangerous: once one realizes that something is insignificant, people tend to naturally lose their fighting spirit. But life in the 14th District is like this. Everything is wrapped up together, too much, and too complicated, so that once many things pass, they immediately lose their clarity. Sometimes when I recall, I wonder whether a certain small thing happened last week. It was still a problem the day before yesterday.

This feeling is like a piece of brown candy stuck to your feet. You know that there is a nasty piece of dirt there, but you don't stop focusing on dealing with it. What’s even more unbearable is that the brown candy under your feet is not mud stuck to your pants, and will not automatically dry and fall as you continue to walk. It will only become more solid as you step on it.

This kind of brown candy is more than just Zuo Wentao's.

……

At night, Hesta and Cheng Xiaoshu went to the door to find Yugali for dinner.

The two simply said in general that there was something to celebrate, and Yugali generously provided the venue. However, when Cheng Xiaoshu and Hesta sat down in her living room with the packed meals and fired the celebratory salute together, she realized that she was the protagonist tonight.

"...How did you know?" Yujiali was happy but also a little panicked, "I obviously didn't know anyone - Oh, Yu Xuekun! She told you, right?"

"Why didn't you tell us?" Hesta asked.

"It's still on probation," Yugali wrapped his fingers around his black hair, "I'm afraid of what might happen..."

"Is there any salary during the probation period?" Cheng Xiaoshu asked.

"Yes, more than nine hundred."

"Then you can relax this month," Cheng Xiaoshu said with a smile, "Have you decided how to spend this money?"