Why it never ends

Chapter 1103 Recognition

Ximoya's throat moved, and Hesta saw that she seemed to be preparing a reply.

"...Then, there's no need to rush to answer this question." Hesta looked away, "Let's talk about something else first."

Ximoya's brows suddenly frowned, and her eyes became more vigilant: "What do you want to talk about?"

"The first time I realised you might need help was the night of the King Street attack. Do you remember when I asked you, 'When did you start to hate me so much?'"

"……so what?"

"This kind of disgust is very familiar to me." Hesta said softly, "Because earlier, I also encountered such inexplicable hostility - it seems that my mere existence can cause displeasure to other people."

Ximoya's breathing became lighter. She grabbed the cup beside her but did not pour water into it: "You can explain your words more clearly."

"No hatred is truly without reason," Hesta said softly, "Sometimes others hate you because you block their path, and sometimes others hate you simply because your existence points out another possibility - so that they feel shaken in their own path."

Ximoya gripped the cup tighter.

"You didn't like what happened that night on King's Street, but it seemed that you had no other choice." Hesta leaned his elbow against the low cabinet beside him, "and you didn't seem to see that Mercury had any other choice. You almost believed that there was only one way ahead - the one that Deep Anchor chose."

Ximoya lowered her eyes, the corners of her mouth still drooping in displeasure: "...You say these words as if you know me very well, huh?"

She glanced in Hesta's direction, but Hesta was not looking at her - Hesta was shaking the half-full glass of water in his hand, making the water flow just close to the wall of the glass and not spill out.

"And then?" Ximoya whispered, "...Why did you help me?"

"The most direct reason is because you helped me a lot." Hesta said softly, "Especially in choosing schools for Eleven and Qiqi. These things are small and troublesome, but you did not refuse to help me just because the matters of these two children were beyond your job responsibilities. On the contrary, you took them very seriously and completed them as well as your job."

"I'm not a typical mercury needle, Ximoya..." Hesta's gaze finally fell on Ximoya again. When their eyes met, Ximoya trembled slightly.

Hesta continued, "Because I don't have a strong sense of identification with AHgAs. If you have collected information about me for Kendai, you should know that in my youth, I had a particularly important friend -"

"Sergeant Donna."

"Her name is Liz Fletcher." Hesta said softly, "She died in a rescue operation in a habitable area. Her sacrifice was not to rescue any high-ranking official or a potential reserve mercury needle. At the moment of her sacrifice, she was saving two children."

Hesta paused for a moment, but his voice became lighter: "...They are all civilians."

Ximoya finally understood what the person in front of her said to her. She suddenly felt a little jealous and lowered her head in a state of collapse: "...I didn't know they would release modified chelates into the theater. If I knew--"

"Ximoya," Hesta interrupted her, "I am not here to hold you accountable. I want to tell you that you did not like what happened on King Street that night. Neither did I. Not only did I not like it, but I would never allow such a thing to happen under my nose. You asked me why I helped you, and I will tell you the answer now - because I recognized who you are."

For a moment, Ximoya almost choked up. She was a little bit incredulous, but also a little moved. A strong feeling of choking rushed up, making her smile unconsciously: "Then... who am I?" "You and I are people who take human life as life." Hesta said, "So you shouldn't stand on Kende's side - that's not your path, you don't have to follow her."

……

The next afternoon, a team of nearly 20 people walked down the mountain. Although Boheng suggested several times that he could personally send the children to Emanlia two days later, Hesta refused. She chose to let the soldiers at the workstation send Stella and Pakat back to the farm first, and she, Simoya, Younis, and Gahodore took the train to the nearest airport.

Along the way, Jiahoduolei was preoccupied. She and Eunice walked in front of the team to lead the way, but her eyes were always on the back of the team - Hesta and Boheng were walking side by side, chatting, and they seemed very close.

"Really? I can come over anytime?" Bo Heng looked at Hesta with some surprise, as if trying to confirm from her expression whether what she had just said was a joke or serious.

"Of course you still have to tell me in advance," Hesta said, "I told you yesterday that the farm is not what it used to be. When you came here last time, many rooms in the main house were empty. It's different now."

"Yes, that's right," Bo Heng remembered what Hesta said yesterday, "You have a lot more female relatives now."

"But you have to come and see me," Hesta said, "at least come and talk to Eunice or Gahodore - otherwise you will be worried, right?"

Bo Heng immediately heard the mockery in Hesta's words. He laughed and said, "What are you talking about? I feel most at ease leaving the children to you. But Eunice is my student, so I do have to check on her progress from time to time."

Hesta gave an understanding smile: "Understood."

Before getting on the bus, Jia Heduolei finally couldn't help but stick her head out: "Teacher Boheng! Do I have to go?"

Bo Heng looked at the girl in front of him seriously: "Have you forgotten what I told you this morning?"

"...but you didn't tell me the time," Jiaduolei said anxiously. The car engine had already started, and it seemed that it would start at any time. "How long will this trip take? A month? Three months? Or half a year——"

"Maybe he'll be gone for life." Eunice said suddenly.

Jiaduolei immediately scolded her.

"Then you can only ask Jane. Trust her, because I trust her too." Bo Heng smiled and waved at them. "Don't worry, I'll come over to check on you from time to time!"

“…You must come!”

Jiahoduolei's voice was choked with sobs. The car started slowly. Hesta stood at the door and waved to Boheng: "Go back. I will take good care of all of them... Say goodbye to Aji for me."

"Okay!" Boheng answered loudly. He looked at Hesta and suddenly felt sad about the separation. Suddenly, he seemed to remember something and ran forward, "Jane!"