Pressing send, Hesta stretched herself out, then closed the computer and stood in front of the window to look into the distance.
After staring at the path downstairs for a while, she yawned sleepily, then picked up two kettles and went downstairs to fetch water.
When she came back, she saw that only a few rooms in the entire dormitory building had lights on at the moment. When she thought of a pair of eyes from nowhere staring at her, Hesta couldn't help but turn around in a circle - the huge campus It was completely deserted and lifeless at the moment.
Do you really have eyes like that?
…
August 25th is the first day of school.
It is said to be the beginning of school, but the actual purpose of this day is for the admission of new students and the return of old students, which lasts for three days. The official class schedule often only starts on September 2.
Hesta went to the gymnasium early - this is the registration and payment office for all new students in the school.
As expected, the teacher at the registration office had not seen the "receipt" in her hand. Seeing that Hesta seemed to have a language barrier, several teachers wanted to take her to the international students. After Hesta explained for a long time, she reluctantly persuaded them to accept copies of her materials, and after multiple confirmations, she received them from ordinary students. The channel deducted the payment.
By the time it was all over, the time was approaching. Hesta's mouth was dry and she was exhausted. This kind of fatigue does not come from the body, but it is more overwhelming than physical fatigue. Although it was past meal time, she didn't even feel hungry and just wanted to go back to her dormitory to rest early.
However, when passing Wenhui Building, Hesta suddenly smelled a strong aroma of coffee.
She turned around and stepped onto the steps in search of the scent. She soon discovered that there was a tea break on the second floor - a few temporary tables in the corridor were filled with paper cups, coffee machines, and a whole row for people to take. small cakes, chocolates and cookies.
Hesta walked straight to the coffee machine nearest to her. The refreshing taste of the coffee almost immediately dispelled her previous tiredness. Only now did she have the strength to look at everything around her - around this food belt, many young and middle-aged people were chatting animatedly, and most of them had tags hanging around their necks with a common logo printed on them.
There seems to be some kind of lecture being held here.
Hesta walked and walked, and finally stopped at a signboard that read "Non-participants, no entry."
Suddenly, in Hesta's peripheral vision, a ghost from the past flashed past. She quickly glanced sideways, feeling her heartbeat skip a beat. However, when her eyes settled, she saw only a few old professors with bulging bellies gathering at the end of the corridor to talk to each other about business.
Hesta was stunned in place - at that moment, very absurdly, she felt that Liz was passing through this space.
She didn't know why she had such a hallucination. The feeling was so real that it made her feel dazed for a moment.
Hesta looked at the half cup of coffee in her hand...
Is it because of caffeine?
"This lady!" Someone tapped Hestad on the shoulder from behind, "Please show me your ID."
Hesta turned her head and saw a man who looked like a security guard standing behind him.
The man spoke with an accent, and Hestad didn't understand a word of it. She hoped that the other party would say it again, but perhaps because of her lack of concentration just now, this question that was often on her lips was stuck at this moment.
Hesta pointed to her ears, and then waved her hands to indicate that she didn't understand.
"What do you mean?" The security guard looked at Hesta's face suspiciously, "Can't you hear me?"
"You can hear me," Hesta replied immediately, "I... District 14 is not very good at speaking-"
"Stop talking nonsense, please show your ID." The security guard looked at Hesta's red hair and naturally knew that the person in front of him was from the junction of the North and South 14th Districts. "If you are not a participant, please leave immediately!"
Hesta was still a little confused, "If I'm not...what?"
"If you are not a participant, you cannot eat here!" The security guard raised his voice, "Please leave immediately!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the entire corridor fell silent. Everyone stopped talking and glanced at Hesta in unison.
Although Hesta still didn't understand what the security guard meant, seeing this situation, she realized to some extent that it was not suitable to stay here for a long time.
However, before Hesta could give an answer, the young security guard blushed - the silence and stares from everyone were obviously beyond his experience.
"Stop talking nonsense!" In a state of embarrassment, the security guard stopped explaining and reached out to grab Hesta's collar, trying to drag her out.
This behavior surprised Hesta even more. She instinctively wanted to twist the man's arm, but remembering Yu Xuekun's reminder a month ago, she immediately withdrew her strength.
Hesta raised her arms, trying to show that she had no hostility. She stumbled and asked the security guard to stop in District 14. The coffee in her hand spilled during the argument, splashing all over the floor, splashing on the carpet and her On the upper.
The sudden escalation of the conflict exceeded everyone's expectations. Seeing that Hesta was about to be pulled away, several participants instinctively rushed forward to block the security guard's way, ordering him to let go first.
"She's not here for a meeting!" the security guard explained. "She can't eat here!"
"It's just some biscuits and coffee...it doesn't matter. Just talk to her and let her go out. Why do you do it?"
Hesta heard an equally young voice. The voice was thin and hollow. Although it sounded very weak, the tone was extremely firm.
Hesta looked curiously at the source of the sound, and with just one glance, the profile made her stunned again.
It was a young girl with long apricot brown hair.
Under her plump forehead, there was also a pair of unyielding, golden eyes.
She stood in front of Hesta and tried to push away the security guard's hand: "This is a school, you can't treat a classmate like this -"
"You have to abide by the rules even if you are a classmate! The tea break here is only for teachers attending meetings. Students cannot-oh, I don't even know if she is from our school yet!"
As he was talking, the security guard had already looked at the person in front of him from head to toe. He had a vague feeling that this girl was also a student and not a teacher, so his tone became more impolite.
"Don't mind your own business, okay? I'll take the person away for questioning, and leave her alone after asking her what to do. I won't make it difficult for her—"
"Let go first."
"Why should I——"
"Why do you ask? How dare you use violence in front of so many people?"
Seeing more people surrounding him, the security guard became even more nervous. He eagerly let go of his hand and subconsciously pushed Hesta, who staggered a few steps and retreated to the wall.
"I'm performing my duties! You--it's fine if you don't cooperate, but you still want to label me?"
(End of chapter)
