Why it never ends

Chapter 1142 Boundary

From that day on, Hina began to secretly compare the similarities and differences between Dobini and her father. To her surprise, once she tried to do so, she immediately saw many similarities between Dobini and her father.

The two of them were good friends. As long as they opened a bottle of wine, my father could chat with Dobini from night to dawn. Trion had a rare kindness and patience towards a fallen noble like Dobini - after all, they were both in a circle that they longed for but did not actually belong to. This circle had clear rules, and they all knew very well which rules must be followed and which ones could be trampled on appropriately...

However, Dobini is much better than his father. His wisdom, cunning, and calculated layout on the chessboard... as well as his unique warmth towards young people, the kind of warmth that an elder has for his juniors, are virtues that Trion has never shown.

What an ideal father...Xina suddenly began to envy Dobini's children. She asked about Dobini's family background indirectly and learned that he only had two sons and no daughter.

Xina felt a little disappointed. She had thought that as long as she made good use of her identity, she would be able to get to know and make friends with Dobini's daughters. Then she could see with her own eyes and even experience what it was like to be the daughter of such a noble man.

She thought that when the non-existent daughter said something shocking at the dinner table, Mr. Dobini would not laugh at her. Because when Hina played bad chess, Dobini never made a sarcastic or disappointed expression. He would smile with some kindness, with a calmness of "now you need my help"... and then give advice or refute based on his life experience.

These imaginations made Xina cry unconsciously, but she did not feel sad. On the contrary, from that day on, a warm and lasting tranquility descended upon her. She could not help but wonder, is this a kind of fate? At the moment when she longed for change, longed to break through all the boring appearances and get to the essence of life, she suddenly found the shining points in the people around her.

Just as she was gazing with interest at the changes taking place in her own little world, an even greater upheaval occurred.

A week ago, she and Daubigny played chess with other students taught by other teachers. She used her best trick to force the opponent's queen to give way, revealing a lonely and helpless horse hidden behind it. At that moment, she heard Daubigny laugh on the spot - a very light laugh, like a sigh, but full of admiration and amazement.

Then Daubigny turned aside and said to the other chess teacher, "See, I told you before, she's beautiful - no, she's very good... She's really good. There aren't many students with such talent."

This quick slip of the tongue was like a nail dropped from the sky, nailing Hina to the cross in an instant.

Hina had a low-grade fever that afternoon and had to leave the practice room early, but she had no complaints. She couldn't stay there any longer. When she got in the car, Dobini opened the door for her with concern - this action, which had happened countless times, also ignited a fire deep in Hina's heart at that moment.

What a dangerous thought.

Xina had no time to care about anything else. That whole afternoon and night, she lay alone in her bed like she did today, without saying a word.

She kept repeating the words "She is beautiful" - is that so? Is that so?

It was just a slip of the tongue...

But slips of the tongue! Slips of the tongue have reasons, right?

Xina pressed the back of her cold hands against her burning face, whispering "Oh my God!" in her heart. A fact was firmly placed before her - at this moment, she was caught.

It felt so painful, yet so light. She spent the entire week restless, tormented by the truth she had discovered.

She felt like she was divided into two people, one floating in the sky, looking coldly at herself and Dobini.

He was just an ordinary man... There were many such men in my father's circle. And he was so old...

How could you fall in love with this kind of person?

But it was precisely this thought that made Hina realize the chaos of her mind, because while listening to this voice, she could imagine that one evening, Dobini would touch her hand under the pretext of a pendulum.

This imagination was so specific that she could even imagine the dust in the air dancing in the sunset. She imagined a startling silence, the two of them staring at each other, confirming a certain truth in the touch, and crossing that boundary -

At that moment, Xena understood Chloe.

She suddenly wanted to talk to someone about all this, but she couldn't. She couldn't imagine herself shouting like Chloe did about how much she loved her sweetheart -

Unlike Chloe, she must, first of all, be ashamed of her love.

……

Chloe's departure alarmed the entire palace. Hesta was woken up in the middle of the night to look for her. Fatima was in tears, but still explained clearly what happened tonight. In any case, Chloe was missing, and she begged Hesta to help her.

Just as Hesta finished listening to Fatima's story, she learned from Turan's call that Chloe and her group were sleeping at Tiexi's place. She laughed in her heart, but still had a blank expression on her face.

"I understand how you feel, ma'am," Hesta yawned sleepily, "but Chloe is already a big child, she will be responsible for herself--"

Before she could finish her words, Hesta had been grabbed by the sleeve by Fatima. It was the first time she saw panic and fear in Fatima's eyes.

"Okay, I'll call the police," Hesta said, "and have them go along the way—"

"That's great, but we can't just look along the way. We have to search the entire farm first to make sure Chloe has indeed left."

"...You seem very worried that Chloe is still on the farm." Hesta said softly, "You are afraid that she will be in danger on the farm."

"Yes," Fatima replied solemnly, "I brought Chloe's clothes, and they smell like Chloe..."

"Then please answer me first. You are worried that Chloe might get into danger on the farm." Hesta said, "After all, you have been in charge of this place longer than I have. If you can give us some reference directions, we can prescribe the right remedy."

"Hersta, please don't delay any longer!" Fatima stood up. "If you are willing to help me, send people here right now, bring hunting dogs, and search the entire farm for Chloe's whereabouts - I can't wait any longer!"