Why it never ends

Chapter 1057 Enlightenment

The noise of the crowd in the square quickly attracted Bo Heng, who had returned to his room. As soon as he came out, he understood what had happened and walked quickly towards the clothes drying rack. However, before he could say anything, the young girl holding his clothes immediately ran away.

The remaining women blocked Bo Heng's way, and both sides were talking at a very fast speed.

"The boy is shy and wants to take his clothes back," Manna said with a smile, "You are so old, but you are still so shameless..."

Victoria felt awkward for some reason: "I never knew this teacher was such a popular person here..."

"He is this!" Manna gave a thumbs up vigorously.

"How to say?"

"What else can I say?" Manna glared at Victoria. "They are rushing to hang their own clothes on the stove!"

The three mercury needles turned their heads to look at Manna at the same time, and let out a light and uniform "Ah..."

Manna quickly pointed out many of Boheng's good points - for example, when he missed dinner time after going out, he never asked others to come and cook for him, for example, he always cleaned the garbage in his room by himself, and for example, over the years, although many girls expressed their love to him, he always said that he had no plans to get married at the moment, and never took advantage of anyone's family...

"...He might like men." Zoe said.

"Nonsense!" Manna's eyes suddenly became sharp, "We don't have anyone here who would do such a thing."

Hesta turned around: "What kind of thing?"

Manna's voice became hesitant, with a few syllables floating in his mouth and unable to form a complete word.

"...Homosexual?" Victoria asked tentatively.

"No!" Manna answered firmly, as if rejecting an unspeakable disease, "No one here is like that."

"Is this also in the commandments?" Victoria asked.

"Of course."

Zoe also leaned over and said, "But why?"

Manna's expression had turned somewhat ugly. She didn't want to talk nonsense with these outsiders on this topic, so she retorted with some annoyance: "How can men have children together!"

Zoe found it a little funny, but before she could say anything, Manna had already stood up and left, walking towards Boheng.

Zoe and Victoria stood up at the same time and walked towards the guest room. After a few steps, they found Hesta still squatting on the edge of the stairs, looking at the ground, wondering what he was thinking.

"simple?"

Hesta came back to his senses.

"Anything on your mind?"

"No."

"Go back and lie down for a while?" Victoria pointed to the room.

Hesta nodded, took Victoria's hand and stood up. On the way back to the room, she was silent and looked a little sleepy. When Manna mentioned "that kind of thing" and his face changed rapidly, Hesta remembered the quarrels with Ksenia last winter. When that lovely face broke into her memory again, the forest in early summer seemed to suddenly become cold.

"Jane, when did you realize that you like girls?" Many things that happened during this long period of time have made Hesta forget many details about Ksenia. She let it happen, after all, forgetting soothes the pain. However, every time she thought of her, the first thing she recalled was Ksenia's sad, anxious, and somewhat suspicious face when they quarreled.

At that time, Hesta often felt overwhelmed by Ksenia's anger. It was as if before she really began to understand, she was already frightened by Ksenia's intensive and sharp expressions and dared not move, for fear that she would do something wrong and bring about a bigger storm...

At this moment, Hesta suddenly realized that Ksenia's anger was not entirely directed at him. It was as if there was a glass wall between them that only Ksenia could see, and every time she bared her teeth and claws at him, she was actually charging at that invisible wall.

It had been so long, and only today did she suddenly catch a glimpse of the light and shadow of this glass wall on another completely different continent. This sudden realization made Hesta suddenly a little depressed. She instinctively returned to her computer and started processing work emails, hoping that the information flow on the front page of the mailbox could dilute the pain of this sudden awakening.

Victoria was full of mean jokes at the moment, and she threw several words to Hesta, but Hesta remained indifferent like a piece of wood, so she turned to Zoe who was pouring tea.

"Hey, Zoe."

Zoe looked at Victoria in confusion and did not respond.

"You can actually turn on the kettle and pour tea by yourself," Victoria said. "That's amazing!"

“…What?” Zoe’s expression was complicated. “Be calm. What do you want to say?”

"I need to reflect on myself," Victoria said, "I usually don't give enough encouragement to everyone. Why didn't I think that taking out the trash and hanging out the clothes could be considered an advantage -"

"Then I have many advantages," Zoe sat down on the chair, "I put my head on the pillow myself every night when I go to bed, and I never ask anyone to help me close my eyelids..."

She naturally crossed her left leg over her right leg.

“…Look,” Zoe slapped her thigh, “When have I ever bothered anyone with something like sitting with legs crossed?”

"Yeah," Victoria suddenly gave a thumbs up, "you too."

The two were silent for half a second, and suddenly burst into loud laughter. In the laughter, Hesta suddenly straightened up and uttered a slight "eh".

"The most amazing thing is our inspector." Victoria looked over, "Not only did he open the computer himself..."

“Tap the keyboard with your own hands,” Zoe said.

"Read the emails with your own eyes—"

Hesta glanced back at the two of them speechlessly: "...Pakat sent me a very long email in reply."

Victoria then stopped smiling a little and stood up: "So soon, what did she say?"

"I don't know. I just opened it and she withdrew it. I opened the screen full of words and scrolled down to see how long it was - then the email turned gray and said 'withdrawn'." Hesta said, "The words on the 10th, I scrolled down two or three screens..."

Victoria checked the time. Hesta sent the email about three hours ago. Judging from the length of the email, Pakat should have seen it as soon as it was sent and started writing a reply immediately, and has been writing until now.

…and then chose to withdraw it within thirty seconds of sending it.

"You didn't see anything?" Victoria asked.

"I read the first few sentences," Hesta replied, "and she said that she had only seen this kind of 'isolationism' against children in urban orphanages before the invention of antibiotics, and in social experiments by dictators who disregarded ethics... I felt that she was quite angry."