Why it never ends

Hestad longed to talk to someone about this, but couldn't.

Whenever she tried to speak to someone, she could always detect some inappropriate cunning in the other person's eyes. Hesta realized that she needed a listener who had nothing to do with her, someone who had no curiosity about her, but who could quietly sort out everything with her.

But such a person does not exist. Although no one had ever explained the rules of the Habitable Land to Hesta, she was acutely aware that what she was going through would only attract blessings or ridicule from others. No one here seems to think that just because the happiness brought by loving someone is so strong, it always easily arouses fear in people's hearts. She had to be on a solemn and serious occasion in order to safely let go of the sourness in her heart.

"Sister, get up."

Ding Yuqing suddenly shouted behind Hesta, awakening Hesta from her meditation. She turned around and saw Ding Xueyang coming downstairs step by step.

"Miao Miao will be back in the morning," Ding Xueyang said with a smile, "I have to prepare her meal at noon."

The three of them were sitting together.

"Where did that extra thing next to the record player come from?" Ding Xueyang suddenly asked.

"The extra stuff..." Ding Yuqing raised her head and glanced, "Isn't that the birthday gift Miaomiao prepared for her friend?"

"I'm not talking about the package, I'm talking about the big envelope wrapped in brown paper."

"I do not know……"

Ding Yuqing got up to look and found a record inside, but there was no information written on it.

"Do you want to show it?" Ding Yuqing asked.

"Let it go."

At this moment, Ding Jiali walked out of the room again, and he was once again dressed to the nines.

Ding Yuqing glanced at a pair of onyx cufflinks on his cuffs. Although they were not expensive, they were one of Ding Jiali's favorite accessories. He would only wear them on important occasions that required a bit of luck.

"I won't be back for lunch or dinner." Ding Jiali smoothed her hair in front of the mirror in the living room, "Tell mom you don't have to wait for me."

"Where are you going?"

"Brother is going to do something big." Ding Jiali replied with high spirits. He suddenly caught a glimpse of Ding Yuqing holding Mei Sinan's record, "Oh, you want to listen to this... I'll listen to it too."

"Do you know where this comes from?"

"Mei Sinan gave it to our mother," Ding Jiali replied.

"...Sending records? Are you sure?"

"I'm sure, it's all music written by Mei Sinan himself. He said it was specially used to thank our family for the big meal they entertained him last time." Ding Jiali leaned against the decorative cabinet in front of the mirror, "You can't tell that he He's still a musician, play it quickly, I'll leave after listening."

Ding Yuqing stopped what she was doing, "Are you going to see Mei Sinan today?"

Ding Jiali's expression was obviously startled.

Ding Yuqing was even more convinced of her judgment, "You really want to see Mei Sinan."

"It's amazing how smart you are," Ding Jiali looked at the person in front of him, "Did you peek at my schedule?"

"Come on, you don't use the schedule book at all. It's a waste of money every time you buy it." Ding Yuqing snorted, "You don't usually listen to music, but if you insist on listening to this record before leaving today, then you must get it." It became a topic, and you said that this record was given by Mei Sinan - did he ask you to bring the gift back to your mother, but you just threw it away when you got home and forgot about it. You only remembered this when you were leaving the house today. Something about the stall?"

"Stop talking nonsense." Ding Jiali said with a smile, "But don't talk about it, Ding Yuqing, you have a good brain."

"Why are you looking for Mei Sinan?" "Don't ask, do you know what it means to make things work?" Ding Jiali raised his eyebrows slightly, "Hurry up and play the record, and give me feedback after listening to it."

Ding Yuqing pressed the switch with a complicated expression.

The melody was difficult to capture at first, with only interlaced and flowing scales echoing each other, but it sounded familiar to Hesta, and she gradually stopped moving amid the music.

She recognized the melody of the piece. Although it was different from the first time she heard it, it was indeed the piece that Mei Sinan had played in the Wenhui Building studio.

There are some more dissonant chords in today's piece, and these clear-textured treble notes bring a charming chaos, like a piece of stained glass shattered in the sunlight.

Amidst the music, Hesta thought of Ksenia again and felt a bitter joy. She suddenly realized that Ksenia might never know what was going on in her heart these days: her love for her was mixed with something that made her even confused and uneasy. The gravel that bounced up from time to time had a sharp edge. The edge left scratches on her beating heart every moment.

The contradictory feeling reappeared. She longed to see her and was afraid to see her. However, no matter what the situation, as long as she thought of Ksenia, her heart would always be aroused with an uncontrollable slight tremor.

Suddenly, a long period of wheezing and coughing dragged everyone back to the real world from the music - Ding Guisheng walked out of the room with an unhappy look on his face.

His eyes first glanced at everyone in the living room, and finally fell on the record player.

"What are you putting there so early in the morning? It's disturbing the people..." Ding Gui said angrily, "Shut it down!"

"Dad, please let me listen for a while," Ding Jiali raised his hand with eyes wide open and made a pause gesture towards Ding Guisheng, "I seem to have found something..."

"What is he playing?" Ding Guisheng looked at his daughters.

"The record that Mei Sinan gave to his mother," Ding Yuqing replied, "the piano music he wrote himself."

Ding Guisheng's eyes widened instantly, "To whom?"

No one answered anymore, so Ding Guisheng strode to the record player, pushed Ding Jiali away, and pressed the stop button hard.

"Dad!" Ding Jiali watched in horror as Ding Guisheng roughly pulled the record off the machine. The round record was quickly bent and flattened in his father's hands, "What are you doing!"

"Don't let that sissy come to your house in the future!" Ding Guisheng glared angrily, "Does he understand the rules of giving gifts to elders?"

"Dad, there must be a limit to your jealousy! Mesnan is several years younger than me -"

"Get out of here too!" Ding Guisheng picked up the paper box next to him and threw it at Ding Jiali, "Get out of here! Get away!"

Everyone at the table looked away and lowered their heads to eat.

……

At 9:05, Hesta arrived at the station.

In the distance, Cheng Xiaoshu, who had already occupied a bench, waved to her.

"Sorry, I ran into some trouble before going out and came a little late," Hesta walked closer quickly, "Is Eucalyptus not here yet?"

"No, she said her bus broke down on the road. Everyone on the bus got off the bus temporarily and changed buses. It is estimated that it will be twenty minutes late."

Hesta glanced at her watch.

"That's just right," Hesta smiled. "Her mother's train arrives at nine twenty-five. It won't be delayed for a minute."