Why it never ends

Chapter 1163 Flying
Lu Qizhen nodded repeatedly. She looked at the confrontation in the control console with concern, while at the same time listening attentively to the movements in the theater.

Some floating anxiety surrounded her like smoke: this riot was almost entirely caused by her, and the matter involved Mercury Needle, which might cause some criticism again - how should Hesta explain it? Will Zoe and Ende be implicated? Will she have her visa revoked and be immediately deported to District 1 for disturbing public order...

These confusing questions woven themselves into a complex web that stuck to her like spider silk, but at the same time, she was surprised to find that she couldn't pretend to care about them.

Yes, these spider-like troubles...

The heroine of "Dagger and Sheath" was pacing below her, and the singing on the stage in the distance was calling for tonight's Volva. Lu Qizhen smacked her lips lightly to the music, observing the reaction of the "Hersta man" in silence.

There has never been a moment like this when Lv Qizhen realized that she was watching a story. In the story of "Dagger and Sheath", there are countless positions for bystanders. She does not necessarily have to play anyone in this story, nor does she have to ponder the metaphors in the story with a certain light pain.

Those countless metaphors, metaphors that constantly made her feel fear and sorrow... They gave her pleasure and protection, but also brought her confinement and danger. Therefore, she had to try her best to distinguish them, question them, give up on them, and make choices among them...

Volva, who lives like walking a tightrope in the story, is innocent and kind. Therefore, unlike many women who are tempted by desire in love stories, she made a firm choice between a moment of joy and long-term happiness... Otherwise, she would not have received the final reward from the playwright.

But the reality of fate is not like this. It does not promise a virtuous woman inevitable happiness, but it will bring down all kinds of punishments without reason and without warning. This is the danger that Volva has to face. Sooner or later, they will realize that there are thorns under every road paved with petals. There is not much difference between this road and that road, just like there is no inevitable law for the results of virtue and evil deeds - how terrible it is.

But if she is not Volva, why should she be afraid of the danger that Volva may bring?

If there is a cruel god of fate, who holds the fate of countless Volva in the world in his hands, then when he faces Zoe and Ende, he will be extremely angry but helpless - because facing these mercury needles, this self-important manipulator will find that the silk thread that controls everything can never fall on their heads.

Lu Qizhen suddenly smiled and covered her forehead. She felt an inexplicable sense of freedom. At the moment, she didn't know where this feeling came from, but she couldn't help but want to smile.

"Gahoduolei." She suddenly raised her head. "You know, I am now--"

Jia Heduolei raised her head, but before Lu Qichen could finish his words, the two of them lost their balance - the ceiling they were on was actually movable.

In the sudden weightlessness, Jia Heduolei subconsciously grabbed Lu Qizhen with one hand, and quickly grabbed something that flashed in her peripheral vision with the other hand. By the time she saw what it was, the two of them had already slid from the control console on the second floor to the stage -

That was the sling prepared for tonight's heroine. From the control console to the stage, the prepared petals fell instantly, and the spotlight hit it from the front again...

Jia Heduolei and Lu Qizhen both held their breath at the same time.

The gliding wind blew their hair, but also blew all the hair that blocked their sight away from their ears and heads. Countless rose petals slowly fluttered in the golden light and light blue mist, they fell on Lu Qizhen's face and on Jia Heduolei's head, everything was so beautiful that it was beyond words.

"Hold!" A stern shout came from behind the two of them - the security personnel who had rushed into the control console grabbed the lever and pulled it all the way down.

The rope suddenly stopped, and Jia Heduolei and Lu Qizhen were thrown out in an instant. Before Lu Qizhen could scream, he felt his head being tightly hugged by Jia Heduolei's arms.

There was a loud bang.

All the music, singing, the buzz of chatter in the audience, the shouting, the cursing and teasing of the pursuers and the pursued stopped.

Everything fell into a brief silence.

Then, there was a rustling noise from behind the stage. Everyone slowly opened their eyes.

"Zoe! Ende!" Gahodore's voice suddenly rang out, "You can go out from the back!"

"coming!"

Zoe and Ende didn't want to fight. Ende ran in front holding Chloe, and Zoe followed behind. The three of them quickly crossed the stage, following the big hole smashed by Jia Heduolei and Lu Qizhen, and disappeared in front of everyone with a series of bangs and clangs, without looking back.

Some of the audience were still holding up their mobile phones, feeling that they had not seen enough. The young man who had been sitting on the first floor and was teased by his girlfriend stood up and pounded the ticket in his hand angrily.

"What kind of show are you guys putting on! Give me back my money!"

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The next morning, after seeing off all the reporters, Hesta came to the farm gate and waited for about five minutes. A car appeared as expected.

The car drove in front of her, and a man got out of the passenger seat, opened the back door, and helped Elu down.

No one said hello or talked. After dropping the person off, the man immediately returned to the car and the car drove away.

"Are you okay?" Hesta asked.

"It's okay." Elu said, "Mrs. Brown didn't do anything to me. She just stopped allowing me to look through the Schiller family's accounts."

"Did you find any special items?"

Elu looked at Hesta, was silent for a moment, and shook his head.

Hesta had a vague feeling that Elu wasn't telling the truth, but seeing how haggard the old man looked, she decided to ask him later.

"Go and have a rest first. I'll come back to see you in the afternoon."

"You..." Elu seemed to be hesitant to speak. Hesta only felt that the old man's gaze was very complicated, as if it contained some guilt, but at the same time relief.

"...Can't you do anything for me anymore?" Hesta asked suddenly.

This speculation was obviously beyond Elu's expectations, but he nodded immediately afterwards - it was always easier for Hesta to say this himself than for him to say it.

"It's definitely not because Mrs. Brownbo bribed or threatened you," Hesta looked at the old man, "She doesn't have that ability, right?"

Elu felt some kind of praise and looked at Hesta with some emotion: "Yes, she didn't."

"So, someone told you to stop." Hesta's eyes flickered, her throat rose and fell, she looked at the ground briefly, then looked at Elu, "So... did you see her?"