I don't know when he started to like to observe all kinds of people around him.
Nearby and far away.
As long as he was a passer-by, he would cast a brief glance.
He began to gradually discover that in fact, the so-called happiness and the so-called sadness were just expressions that appeared occasionally on most blank faces.
So, he was relieved.
He will still be sad, which at least means that he is not numb yet.
He still harbors hope for this indescribable world.
So keep saying to yourself
I'm not desperate.