I don't know whether I should feel pathetic or ridiculous.
My life has already laid a destined track, and I am like a train, just follow the schedule.
Resist? Doing stupid things without thinking is not heroic when you have no ability.
What's more, I am such a lazy person, too lazy to resist.
But there was such a person, who broke my state of mind of neither being happy with things nor sad with myself.
How can it be? Andersen was not allowed to interact with these people in his life. The deeper the interaction, the deeper the interaction. The wound is deeper. Finally leave decisively, just like... Father and mother did?
I said to myself, no.
Conception: