Why it never ends

Chapter 968 Alone

After saying this, Ximoya suddenly stopped talking. Although she still had a lot to say, a complicated feeling made her choose to stop. She didn't like to play a mean role, but she seemed to fall into this role more and more easily around Hesta.

Hesta also sensed something was wrong. She vaguely felt that Ximoya seemed to be waiting for her to ask, "What kind of person do you think I am?" It seemed that she had to take the initiative to ask in this way before Ximoya would continue the topic.

The two of them just stared at each other in silence. Ximoya felt a little hurt and said angrily, "Are you listening to me?"

"exist."

"Don't you want to know what kind of person you were in my heart?"

Hesta suddenly smiled: "...It sounds like he was a very good person."

"Don't be so frivolous! I'm talking to you seriously--"

"Ximoya," Hesta moved closer, "Don't be angry. In my heart, you are also a very good person."

Ximoya was stunned for a moment, and forgot to finish the rest of her words. She sighed softly, turned around, and held her forehead.

"Let's go, let's finish this meal quickly," Hesta pointed to the road ahead, "Let's go back and rest in the afternoon and change clothes so that we can adjust our condition and go to Kende's invitation."

"...Don't change the subject here." The sudden praise made Ximoya feel a little confused. She tried to adjust her emotions and tried to return to the state of anger and justice just now. "Hasn't anyone warned you before? Mercury Needle should not intervene too much in the affairs of the habitable areas. Each large area has its own customs and customs. The more Mercury Needle intervenes, the more difficult it will be to maintain its independence and fairness. You just came from District 14. What happened over there? I don't need to tell you more, right?"

"You mean the Mercury Needle in District 14 will be taken over by the United Government?"

"The reason why District 14 can do this is because the local mercury needles don't grasp the boundaries well," Ximoya persuaded again, "Don't forget that most of the mercury needles are still locals after all. They have a common cultural background and values. The deeper they get involved, the more likely they are to have problems grasping their own identities-"

"Are you also a mercury needle, Ximoya?"

"I'm not, but I've been working at AHgAs for six years, following Kende in seven districts—"

"So you've worked in District 14?"

"Ok?"

"Have you ever actually worked in District 14," Hesta asked, "and stayed there seriously for several years?"

"No, but..." Ximoya had already heard what Hesta wanted to say and knew how to refute it. However, she still felt a little timid at the moment. She changed the subject and said, "...These are not the reasons for you to get along so well with these people. An upright person should know when to withdraw and when to refuse, instead of following these people to seek benefits."

"I disagree," Hesta said. "I think I was just following the etiquette of conversation and responding when someone else passed on the message. If you think it's wrong to be scheming, you should blame them instead of blaming me."

"They are not mercury needles, and will they listen?"

Hesta laughed, "How do you know I will listen?"

"..."

There was a flurry of footsteps coming from the corner of the corridor, and then Rico and others appeared at the end of the road.

"Is dinner ready?" Rico asked, "Someone just called us to the dining room."

"Yes." Hesta waved his hand. "I'm just about to look for you. Come on, I'm thirsty and hungry--" The crowd was like a gust of noisy wind, blowing past Ximoya.

She stood there, looking at the backs of Hesta, Rico and others.

Hesta realized that Ximoya had not caught up with her, so she turned around and waved at Ximoya, but Ximoya did not respond. After a moment, she suddenly turned around and walked away in the opposite direction.

"Ah? Why is she gone?" Rico turned around, "Isn't she going to eat?"

Hesta watched Ximoya's back. When the figure completely disappeared, Hesta suddenly patted Rico on the back and said, "You go first. I remembered that I haven't finished talking to the old governor about something just now... I'll be there in a while."

"Okay." Rico nodded, "Go quickly and come back soon."

The lunch was originally scheduled to start at 12:30, but it officially started at 12:45. Hesta and Arevalo finally showed up at the same time. Idrien looked at them with some concern. Just now, when Hesta went to talk to the old governor, the governor sent him away. He was a little curious about what the two talked about in private.

However, the two of them just sat down and started talking about some insignificant dinner table topics again. Seeing this scene, Idrien scratched his head and silently raised Hesta's importance to the Governor by several levels.

……

At night, Hesta came to Kende's residence alone, carrying a pot of flowers.

Kende lives alone in a retirement apartment in the city center. This apartment has only four floors and most of the residents are elderly. The elevator and the keypads at the entrance and exit are installed at a lower position than those in ordinary apartments so that wheelchair users can use them easily.

Kende's house is on the top floor. When the weather is clear, you can see the church and green space one kilometer away through the south balcony of the living room. However, at this time, Kende is usually working at her desk in the station.

"Good evening." Hesta walked in and placed the flower pot on a marble chopping board in the entrance hall. "There was a bit of traffic jam on the road today. Fortunately, I came here on foot, otherwise I would definitely be late."

"You're punctual," Kende glanced at the time, "but you're still early."

"what?"

"The food hasn't arrived yet," Kende replied.

Hesta glanced sideways and realized that the dining table in the living room was empty and the kitchen was deserted, as if no one was cooking.

"I've already urged you," Kende picked up the flowers Hesta sent and put them on the flower stand on the balcony, "Please sit down first."

"I thought Ximoya would be here with you, but she ran away alone at noon."

"I know," Kende said, "She sent me an email this afternoon, asking if she could stop her current job. She couldn't stay with you for another minute."

Hesta was surprised: "It's so serious."

"How was your lunch?" Kende asked. "I guess Arevalo asked you a lot of questions about the assassin."

"Yes, he needs some security guarantees..." Hesta shrugged lightly, "Of course I can't give him that—"

"Why make things so complicated?" Kendai suddenly asked, "Or do you think muddying the waters will do you any good? Didn't you come here to investigate the cause of Chiba Masaki's death?"