Why it never ends

Chapter 1227

“Okay.” Hersta put down the report in her hand. “I’ll take you there.”

The two left the study, walked through the corridor, and headed towards Boheng's temporary room. As they passed through a large hall, Jiaheduolei brushed past them.

"Wait a minute!" Gahodore turned around, and Xia Yixue and Hesta stopped at the same time. "Are you going to find the teacher in this direction?"

“Yes,” Hersta replied. “Did you just come from him?”

“He’s not here,” Gahodore said. “I guess he’s gone out. I’ve been knocking on the door for a long time and no one has answered.”

"Did he leave without saying goodbye?" Xia Yixue asked.

“No, I’m probably just going for a walk,” Gahodore replied. “I plan to come back this afternoon—what do you need the teacher for?”

Hershta and Xia Yixue exchanged a glance.

“Well, there’s something you might know,” Xia Yixue walked to Jiahedolei’s side, “Last night I saw him take you and Eunice and leave the auditorium halfway through, and then none of you came back…”

Jiahedore listened to Xia Yixue's words with a frown. Judging from the tone and content of her speech, it seemed that she had come to cause trouble.

“Yes,” Gahodore said curtly and firmly, “What’s wrong?”

"Was Eunice beaten?" Xia Yixue asked. "Because I saw—"

"You don't suspect that the teacher hit you, do you?" A hint of anger flashed across Jiahedore's face for a moment, but she quickly realized that it was understandable for the other party to make such a assumption—after all, with Eunice's skills, who could hit her except Teacher Boheng?
“It’s a misunderstanding.” Gahodore sighed. “Eunice did it himself.”

"...She hit herself?" Xia Yixue was extremely surprised. "But she was so badly injured—"

“Where is it serious?” Gahodore said dismissively. “Last night she had a little argument with the teacher and got so angry that she slapped herself. It’s nothing, really. I even gave her an ice pack this morning. She’ll be fine in a few days.”

Xia Yixue's expression clearly became more serious: "You mean, Eunice does this all the time?"

Just as Gahodore was about to answer "yes," she noticed that Hersta and Xia Yixue's expressions were a little strange, as if they had heard something very serious.

“…Don’t make such a fuss, okay?” Gahodore said, somewhat displeased. “If you don’t believe me, you can ask Eunice. Her habit is indeed bad. Many of us have told her to change, but she just won’t. There’s nothing anyone else can do about it.”

"This is the first time I've heard of this." Xia Yixue's gaze was extremely serious, her eyes unfocused as she stared at the ground, as if she were racking her brains to process this fact. "And you've been at the farm for so long, and she's never..."

“That’s because you’re not familiar with her yet.” Gahodore didn’t want to argue with the two people in front of her anymore. “Anyway, this has nothing to do with the teacher… Good heavens, you actually thought the teacher did it—the teacher never hits us, he doesn’t hit women!”

“…He doesn’t hit women.” Xia Yixue mechanically repeated the sentence. “If you don’t believe me, there’s nothing I can do, but I really didn’t hide anything from our teacher,” Jiaheduolei said helplessly. “Back in the mountains, if any of those Gaye kids dared to slack off during training, he’d kick them right away if he caught them, and kicking them several steps away would be considered mild! But he never lays a hand on us. He’d reason with us and ask if we’d encountered any problems lately… He’s the best person in the world, the best teacher! I really can’t stand you guys!”

As Gahodore spoke, she grew angrier and angrier. Finally, she glared fiercely at Xia Yixue and Hersta before running away quickly.

"Gahodorei!"

That day, Xia Yixue and Hersta went to Boheng's room and knocked on the door again—as expected, no one answered. Hersta called Boheng, but the phone rang from inside the room, indicating that Boheng did not have his phone with him.

Xia Yixue looked at Hersta: "I'm sorry to have taken up so much of your time."

“It’s alright, I’ll still ask him what happened later,” Hester said. “You’re right, this needs an explanation—”

Before Hester could finish speaking, they heard a series of hurried footsteps coming from afar. She and Xia Yixue turned around at the same time and saw Younis rushing towards them aggressively.

The moment Hesta saw Eunice, he immediately understood why Xia Yixue had come all the way to see her: Eunice's right cheek was frighteningly swollen, her cheekbone and the corner of her eye were a dark purple, and the edges were tinged with a horrifying dark red and yellowish-green.

It's obvious that Eunice didn't do anything to her face last night. If she had applied ice last night, it wouldn't be this swollen this morning.

Hershta knew exactly what that felt like. The last time Rico punched her, her face looked the same, only smaller than Eunice's. These purplish-black bruises would take a day or two to turn bluish-purple or dark green, and a week or two to completely fade. But now—in the first few days after the beating, every slight change in expression, even just blinking or swallowing, would trigger the bruises on her cheeks, causing excruciating pain.

“Eunice,” Hester said seriously, “have you seen a doctor to help you—”

"Who gave you permission to come here!" Eunice's voice was almost a shout. "Who gave you permission to cause trouble for Teacher Boheng!"

Xia Yixue was clearly confused when she heard the name "Boheng"—who was this? She distinctly remembered that this man had a difficult-to-remember name from the 12th District.

“No one is causing trouble.” Hersta stared into Eunice’s eyes, her voice calm. She pulled Xia Yixue behind her to prevent innocent people from being harmed in Eunice’s rage. “You’re injured. We need to know what happened.”

"I already answered you!" Eunice roared at Xia Yixue behind Hesta, but his voice trembled at the end. Eunice immediately swallowed a few times, adjusted his breathing, and returned to pure rage.

"Take a good look for yourself!" Eunice slapped his right cheek hard. "Did I hit myself? Did I hit myself?!"

Her hand slapped her cheek, making a loud slapping sound. Xia Yixue almost immediately rushed out from behind Hersta and grabbed Eunice's wrist tightly: "Don't do this! Eunice! Stop!"

"What I do is none of your business!" Eunice shoved her away. "Who do you think you are, daring to lecture me!?"

“Nobody wanted to lecture you,” Hersta said, helping the staggering Xia Yixue up. “She was concerned about you—”

"I'm warning you, if you dare bother Teacher Boheng with this again, I'll fight you to the death!" Eunice's index finger was almost poking Hesta's face. She gritted her teeth and said, word by word, with an almost hateful tone, "I mean what I say!"