Why it never ends

Chapter 1135 Collection

Hesta's breath hitched as she finally recognized the way of speaking.

She immediately looked behind her - the door was still closed, she was the only one in the room, and no one would see her expression and reaction.

Hesta opened his mouth slightly, as if he wanted to say something, but he only heard some discontinuous sounds coming out of his throat.

This long silence made the person on the other end of the line a little concerned. The voice coughed twice: "Hello, can you hear me?"

Hesta's shoulders shook unconsciously, like a person who had been bent over the ground for too long and was suddenly pulled up, the feeling of blood rushing made her dizzy. She tightly grasped the edge of the telephone cabinet, as if she was caught between some intense pain and equally intense joy, unable to move.

At this moment, Hesta almost crushed the microphone, but couldn't say anything. She frowned tightly, and her expression suddenly looked a little aggrieved.

"...Ha," she breathed a sigh of relief, "It's you."

"Yes, it's me." The voice said with a certain lilt of recognition, "Are you okay?"

"Everything is fine...you, where are you."

"I was not far from you. I was watching you, so to speak. Jane, you have not answered my question just now - are you still holding your spear?"

"...What?" Hesta put her hands into her hair, trying her best to suppress her sobs. "I...I don't understand. Can you explain it more clearly..."

"Some games are fun, and the better you play, the more fun you have. I've played them, so I know." The voice on the other end of the phone was slow and smiling, "However, those messy game rules can easily overwhelm a person in the end and make her forget what's really important - Jane, why did you come to District 12?"

"…Important things can only be said in person," Hesta held his eyes, "Where can I find you?"

"You don't have to come to see me, if... I mean if..." There was a moment of silence on the other end of the phone, "then we will meet soon."

"I don't understand... I don't understand - give me some more clues."

"Hold your spear, Jane."

Hesta wanted to say something else, but there was a busy tone on the receiver - the person on the other end of the line had hung up.

The whole room suddenly became quiet. Hesta was still standing there. She had a lot of things on her mind that she hadn't said yet, and there was no point in saying them now. She slowly put down the phone, and suddenly felt an inexplicable weightlessness.

Hesta glanced around the room again—especially at the door.

Yes, no one entered, and she was the only one here. At the same time, she quickly reviewed the conversation. Hesta tried to evaluate the conversation from an absolutely neutral third person's perspective. She believed that she should not have left any information that would arouse suspicion.

Then, she slowly, slowly leaned forward and leaned against the telephone cabinet.

She pressed the side of her face that had not been hit against the table and pinched the telephone line with trembling fingers. She suddenly felt very thirsty and tired and wanted to find a place to curl up for a while.

No tears.

Hesta opened her eyes quietly, her vision a little out of focus. After a while, she stood up again and looked down at her clothes. She paused, brushed off the non-existent dust on the hem of her clothes, and then adjusted her sleeves.

The voice from before was still echoing in her mind, and she couldn't tell whether it was a miracle she had been waiting for for a long time or a nightmare.

After a few breaths, she finally came to a clear conclusion in her heart. Just now, Ms. Chiba called.

She left a sentence, hold your spear tightly, and then - no, she also said, if this and that, we will meet soon...

Hesta suddenly bent down, holding her head with both hands, and squatted on the ground.

Yes Yes!

Maybe it is believable, it should be true!

Ms. Chiba! She is indeed still alive!

I heard her voice!

……

"My God, you have such a nice place."

In the afternoon, Jiahoduolei sat on a high chair, her feet hooked in slippers, swinging as she listened to the sound of the shoes colliding with her heels, making tapping sounds.

There were some empty plates and silver forks with puff pastry crumbs on the table. Jiaduolei was still savoring the dessert she had just had.

Lü Qizhen was tapping on her phone: "Tell me again, what is the name of that puff pastry filled with red fruit jam?"

"Well of Love." Chloe sat on the ground, her hands behind her back, looking at her new friends in front of her in a very relaxed manner, "What are you searching for?"

"I've been to the Third District many times, but I've never eaten this." Lu Qizhen said softly, "Let me see what this is..."

Chloe chuckled. "Can the food you eat here be the same as what you eat as a tourist in District 3? In the Silver Age, this is a true aristocratic afternoon tea. You've already had it. Why are you still searching? Do you want more?"

Gahodore immediately raised her hand: "I want the ice soufflé! The one with liqueur!"

"Yeah, cold cheese, I like that too." Chloe stood up, walked to the phone, and looked back at Lu Qizhen, "What about you?"

"I can't do that. I've already eaten too much today. My God, I ate two-thirds of the whole Saint Honoré cake just now—"

"Then do you want it?"

Lu Qizhen showed a struggling expression: "...I want two more Wells of Love, thank you."

Gahodore laughed out loud.

The three of them had been in Chloe's room for the whole day. When she first arrived, Gahoduolei was a little reserved. She found that there were many things in Chloe's room that she had never seen before. She was a little flustered and didn't know how to hide the fact that she had never seen these things before. Lu Qizhen next to her began to ask one by one, "What is this?" and "How to use it?"

Chloe was very happy to show off her collection: some music boxes from the Silver Age, some celestial bodies that had been abstracted in multiple layers and could only be seen from a certain angle, and folding fans that looked very ordinary but were actually sharp blades...

Jia Heduolei also listened curiously, and when Lu Qizhen asked, "Can I touch it?", she also stretched out her hand. In the end, Chloe began to generously say "This is for you" and "This is for you too", and Lu Qizhen and Jia Heduolei began to shake their heads desperately to refuse.

Chloe didn't care about that. She showed her collections in the palace to her friends one by one, and she still wanted more. Her real collections would not be placed here... those things were all at home! Unfortunately, no one would show such strong interest in her "toys" as these two people did.