Why it never ends

Chapter 1023 Farm
Sheena stood at the stairs and watched the entire process of Kovicik's one-sided attack on Chloe.

Fatima just asked the housekeeper to call Hina and asked her to help watch Chloe. If Chloe just wanted to make trouble with Kovicik, she could go, but if the child turned around and went back to the garden to cause trouble for the two mercury needles, she would have to be stopped.

Sheena leaned against the railing, watching the verbal battle between Chloe and Kovicik as if she were watching a show.

There wasn't much that was unexpected about the way things had turned out until today. The only thing that surprised and tired her was Chloe's excessive energy. Although she was only three years older than Chloe, she inexplicably felt old when she was watching.

Sheena asked herself if there was anything in her life that was worth being extremely angry about or extremely sad about, but after thinking for a long time, she had no answer. Chloe began to scream and cry again. Many people in the family were already tired of this, but at this moment, this crying aroused Sheena's self-pity. She felt that she had some kind of wish, but she didn't know what it should be.

There has never been a moment like this one when Xina felt that she was being tortured by life.

This moment of awareness was like an extra sense of touch, allowing her to truly touch the boredom and mediocrity of life for the first time. Even though she didn't know what she wanted, the desire to seek change suddenly became extremely clear. Xina grabbed the stair railing, and a turbulent wave suddenly surged in her heart.

Something must be happening, a voice in Xina's heart began to scream.

Even if it is a disaster, even if it is a misfortune - but no matter what, let something happen!

……

At sunset, Eucalyptus sat alone on a haystack at the edge of the farm. The sun had already set, but the sky had not completely darkened. The clouds in the distant sky changed their light and shadows in a silent but majestic manner, gradually dimming under the boundless sky.

"Sister Eucalyptus." Qiqi ran over, "Would you like to eat?"

Although Kiki's voice was not loud, Eucalyptus was still startled. Kiki hurried over to hold her hand. Eucalyptus smiled and shook her head, saying it was okay.

She stood up, casually tied up her messy hair, shook off the straw stuck on it, and just as she turned around, she saw Hazel standing not far away.

"Ah..." Eucalyptus was stunned for a moment, "You...what are you doing..."

"This place is really hard to find," the old man walked over to Eucalyptus, "I drove here this afternoon, but ended up driving directly to the town behind."

"...I think they talked about making new road signs," Eucalyptus whispered, "otherwise it would be easy to get lost."

"Are you okay?" Hazel asked.

Eucalyptus gave a wry smile.

Hazel didn't know how to continue the conversation. The call she made yesterday was answered by Hesta. Hazel asked if she could give the phone to Eucalyptus, but Hesta said that Eucalyptus couldn't use the phone right now and she would pass on any questions.

The two chatted for a while, and it was from Hesta that Hazel learned about "pulse sound phobia". According to Hesta, the reason why they put the moving at the front of all schedules was because the original apartment was on the street, and the occasional continuous honking of cars would make Eucalyptus panic.

"What about her flight training?" Hazel asked.

"We can only wait for now," Hesta said on the phone, "Can you come over often? I think she might feel better if you can talk to her."

Hazel was a little hesitant. She could visit or chat with him. She called to ask about Eucalyptus's current situation. However, from the information provided by Hesta, Eucalyptus seemed to have some psychological trauma. Although Hazel also experienced the terrorist attack that night, it did not have a particularly big impact on her.

After agreeing to this, Hazel searched the Internet for how to talk to people who have experienced trauma like Eucalyptus. The suggestions on the Internet made her scratch her scalp all night. The various summaries can be summarized into two points: you can't say this, and you can't say that. Hazel, who always sleeps well and resumed her sleep schedule the night after the terrorist attack, tossed and turned about this matter and kept thinking about it until two in the morning. Finally, she closed her eyes because she was too sleepy.

"I told the big guy that I would bring you some specialties this afternoon," Hazel said, "I'll just put the things in the kitchen, some mushrooms...didn't she tell you?"

"Maybe she forgot." Eucalyptus said softly, "She is indeed very busy now."

Hazel nodded.

"Have you started flight training?" asked Yugali.

"It's been six hours," Hazel said, "It was a good flight. I plan to take the test when it's ten hours."

"...Congratulations." Eucalyptus' voice suddenly became very soft. She smiled and said, "That's great."

"Don't worry, it's easy once you get the hang of it. You'll learn it quickly," Hazel's voice also slowed down. "I heard what they said about your situation. You should just focus on recuperating. That kind of thing is nothing. Just relax and everything will be fine."

The evening breeze blew over, and Hazel felt something was wrong. Kiki beside her raised her head and sniffed the aroma of food in the wind.

"Shall we go back?" Kiki asked.

The three of them walked back together.

As soon as they returned to the main house, they heard the sound of a car engine shutting down outside. Eleven rushed out, and then everyone heard her shouting, "Jane, you're back."

Hesta trotted into the house, and Eleven chased after her, trying to pull the corner of her clothes, but Hesta dodged left and right, and Eleven pounced on her, and every time he felt that he was about to catch her, but every time he pounced on her, he missed.

Once the novelty of the game wore off, the smile on Eleven's face instantly turned into annoyance. Hesta suddenly stopped playing around and walked up to touch Eleven's head.

Eleven jumped up and hugged Hesta: "I'm going to forge iron today!"

Although Eleven's third-area language was still a little awkward, Hesta understood it immediately. She looked at Eleven and said, "Is it fun?"

Eleven took a deep breath, but the language got in her way again. She took several breaths and suddenly switched back to her native language.

"I couldn't swing the big hammer," Eleven said, gesturing dramatically, "and then they gave me a small one! I made a horseshoe..."

Eucalyptus smiled and explained for Eleven.

"So amazing, where's the iron?"

"Still in the blacksmith shop," Qiqi replied, "Actually we didn't make a lot, it was mainly done by that sister -"

"I knocked a lot!" Eleven immediately retorted, "A lot, a lot, a lot."