Every day when I pick up my bag and hurry off to the building where I worked, I always meet lots of people who rash to their workplace just as me. Now I am thinking that why didn’t I talk with them, even just say “Hi” to them. Maybe I would defend myself that I was a stranger to them and they would treat me as a crazy girl. But now I doubt it‘s a real reason that we treated each other in that way.

I still remember the day I was cheated by a stranger who said she had a free trail for facial-care. As I was the girl who just came from my hometown and never went out the countryside and wanted to see beautiful, so I followed her as if by evil spirits……after she did some hell things to my face, she said to me ” off, the skincare I used is charged” with her artificial smile. I jumped up and began crying……at last, I was forced to spend all my money I had taken to pay for it. From then on, I tell myself that I can’t be so silly girl again and the way to be wise is not to get close to people, even the people I am acquainted with.

I am afraid of being hurt by others, so I just stand aloof from the crowd.

Someone said that the worst sin towards our fellow creatures is not to hate them, but to be indifferent to them. I know this, but how can I change my way to love “her”, at the present time, I just can’t.

I, the people who lives in the big city, have to reconcile myself to this mode of living—be the cold and unaffectionate man.
Is it a woeful thing to me???