I didn't dare to look back, the road ahead became endless, the fog rose, and many people, men, women, old and young, were walking ahead.
Not understanding what they were saying, everyone moved forward, and there were more and more people.
This kind of situation would not happen so early in the morning, and besides, it was impossible to see anything clearly in front.
The alley is only 300 meters long, with homes on both sides.
But now I can only see the trees on both sides.
I remember the tree was planted last year, a small camphor tree.
As the road stretches forward, the trees become taller and denser.
I went wrong, and I went wrong again.
The voice in my heart said, don't run and don't look back.
What do I do? Where are these people going and who are they?
Am I dreaming?