Why it never ends

This night, Hesta had insomnia again.

She didn't expect that when she came to Si Lei with a troubling question, she got another question from Si Lei.

She said at that time that there would be no such thing.

Si Lei said, so it is "if".

She said, I will avoid this if.

Si Lei smiled and waved goodbye to her.

Lying alone in bed, Hesta began to seriously think about this if, would it really happen one day? She couldn't imagine it.

Hesta recalled repeatedly, trying to find some clues in her past life. She found that there had been no conflicts between herself and Miss Chiba, only a few sporadic times. She didn't like the suggestions Chiba gave her, but she didn't follow them and Chiba didn't care.

What kind of conflict can be regarded as "opposite ends", it must be that one's own ideas not only conflict with Miss Chiba, but will also harm her actual interests, making her unable to ignore them. The same is true in reverse. If when she was planning revenge, Miss Chiba suddenly said, stop Jane, we should trust the laws of the habitable place and use due procedures to punish the evildoers... Then Miss Chiba also Just stand on opposite ends of the spectrum with her.

But how could such a thing happen?

She rarely feels anything that she can't stand in Chiba, whether it's concepts, temperament or behavior style. Even if there are occasional differences in execution, she seems to share the same set of principles of doing things with Miss Chiba.

Hesta turned over and thought of another possibility. If one day, she and Anna come to a point where they are incompatible with each other, it may indeed make Chiba face a choice.

So, what he should actually avoid is fighting to the death with Anna?

As soon as this thought appeared, Hesta immediately felt uninterested. Although she couldn't imagine what that would be like at the moment, she knew that she would not accept this kind of compromise under any circumstances, and Anna was probably the same. Thinking of Anna's mocking of herself on the last night on the ship, Hesta felt another wave of anger coming from her.

She began to think about Su Lei's question from the beginning, and Hesta realized that she might have had the answer all along. I don’t know when she started to face Qianye, but she seemed to have an unreasonable certainty: when she was in danger, Miss Qianye would stand by her side. But at the same time, she did not intend to always open her heart to Qianye. Just like her revenge plan, she did not disclose any details to Qianye from the beginning. Although Qianye did not ask more questions later, even if she asked, she Most likely they won't answer.

This has been the case in the past, and I'm afraid it will also be the case in the future.

Hesta suddenly felt her heart beating heavily. In the imaginary rehearsal, she began to feel guilty for her ruthlessness in advance.

……

Early the next morning, Hesta came to the blood hospital again. She brought Si Lei some sticky bean buns and beef pancakes from the morning market on the street. These good things were not available in the hospital canteen.

Si Lei had just finished washing when he heard Hesta's footsteps - her daily footsteps were very easy to recognize. Most of the steps of mercury needles had a similar texture. When they walked, one foot would not be shallow and the other would be deep. When walking normally, he also maintains a uniform speed.

"You're here." Si Lei opened the door, "I don't have time to go out today."

"Don't worry about me, I'll just come and take a look. I'll be gone in a moment," Hesta handed over the thing in his hand, "Have you eaten?"

"Thank you."

On the hospital bed, Si Yu was still sleeping. A transparent rubber curtain completely isolated his hospital bed, and his exposed skin became darker and drier, like a pile of branches that would fall apart if touched. Hesta's arrival seemed to cause some disturbance to his dream, and he frowned, preparing to wake up.

Hesta walked inside and was about to sit down when she saw Methnan's hat. "...Oh, he's here too." Hesta turned around, "Where are the others?"

"Went to the hospital cafeteria for breakfast," Si Lei smiled, "If I had known you were coming, I wouldn't have let him bring anything up."

"It's not too late to send him a message now."

"He didn't bring his cell phone with him." Si Lei gestured to the small table beside him with his eyes, "He left it here."

"Why is this guy always so careless?"

Si Lei couldn't help but glance in Hesta's direction. She clearly felt a little angry and unhappy from what she just said... which was rare.

Hesta looked at Methnan's mobile phone and frowned again - it was a brick phone that was out of line with this era. It had no retina screen, no color, and only a small black and white pixel screen. It could only make calls and send and receive messages. Text messages probably won’t do anything.

How is this a way to show off your unique taste?

Hesta withdrew his gaze, pulled up a chair, and sat down beside Si Yu's bed.

The boy on the bed opened his eyes and saw a blur of fiery red through the plastic curtain. He blinked in confusion, trying to make himself see more clearly.

"He seems to be awake." Hesta turned back to Si Lei.

Si Lei stood up and pressed the button beside the bed. After a while, several nurses appeared. They changed the built-in bag of the infusion machine for the patient. Hesta watched them operate and suddenly remembered that last winter when he didn't eat or drink, he also Being forced into infusion like this.

Si Yu's vision gradually became clearer, and he followed the red shadow until the nurses left and the room became quiet again. He spoke in a weak voice, "...Hesta?"

"You know my name?" Hesta was a little surprised, "Has your mother told you about it?"

Si Yu couldn't understand Common Language. He looked at Hesta's vague outline and said nothing.

"He's talking about 'Hesta people,'" Si Lei said softly. "He must have recognized your hair."

"Yes, that's right," Hesta sat down, she smiled, "I'm from Hesta, hello."

Mei Sinan came back at this moment, carrying packed pumpkin porridge and eggs in one hand and two boxes of plain yogurt in the other. He held his breath as soon as he entered the ward.

"...Hello," he looked at Hesta, "Hello, good morning."

Hesta turned around. This time, she took a serious look at Methnan with an unprecedented cautious attitude. His face, body shape, the clothes he wore, his voice, his tone of voice, and his gray-blue eyes that seemed to be always frightened and trembling slightly.

Hesta tried to pick out some of the crumbs of her affection for Ksenia and sprinkle them on Methnan, but this effort was in vain. The more she wanted to do this, the more she became It is to discover that this person is full of annoying details.

"Why did you tie the knot in the porridge bag?" Hesta glanced at the breakfast he brought, "How difficult it is to solve!"