No matter where I go, I don't like to have someone firmly behind me, even if it's a good relationship, even if it doesn't really mean anything, I can't help but feel a little weird.

Not to mention the "tracking" that makes me feel uncomfortable?

After all, high school is busy, and it is only in the spare time that you can go to the bookstore or stationery store.

Almost alone, carrying an eye-catching red backpack, crossing a street lined with plane trees on both sides, looking up at the so-called morning light, he felt a little relaxed front foot stepping in, and the back foot did not feel to keep up, ushering in a bundle of eyes that locked his sight.

Okay, just as if I didn't see anything.

I'm used to the fact that the position of the array of items varies greatly or slightly every time I see it.

Do you want gel pens, black, red, blue? Or do you want it all?

How many K should you think about in the notebook, and the cover should be literary, childlike, or absurd? Or is it tradition?

……

Don't look at me just buying a few stationery, but my mind has already flashed through countless self-questions and answers.

At this moment, the shopkeeper behind me was like an unbreakable ghost, appearing in my afterglow or in my eyes from time to time, and the indescribable look in my eyes made me feel a little angry.

Isn't it just a small book, is it necessary to stare at me secretly?

If you think that you don't go to this stationery store very often, then you are wrong. Not only did I not go, but I went to such a house, but I wanted to know, is it my habit or my work habit to mark people?

The result is your own work habits.

Although I don't often go to that stationery store now, I still find it normal to be stared at when walking in a mall or supermarket.

I can guess the reason for this, but my discomfort is still there.

Sometimes I completely ignore the person behind me, sometimes I look back, and more often I speed up my pace to a place where there are fewer people, no one is better, and quietly look at the product and think about what I think.

Does trust exist between anyone?

As you can see, it is followed by a question mark.

The takeaway items placed at the school gate will be taken away by someone, the condolences temporarily placed in the hospital corridor will be quietly stolen, and the personal belongings in the supermarket shopping basket will be missing......

In the outside world of such a crisis of trust, I still believe that the things I put in the car basket are still there when I come back, I still look at everyone and think that she is a good person, and I still feel that the theft and crime are some distance away from me.

Whether it's ridiculous to think like this, I naturally don't know, and I don't want to know.

My memory contains a picture of a large light gray lazy cat lying next to a basket at the entrance of a huge orchard, with a small wooden sign erected next to the lazy cat, which reads: A basket of apples only costs × yuan. You eat and taste in the orchard, and the fruits you pick fill your stomach and baskets, which is the owner's health and luck, and also the luck and good fortune of the visitors. Of course, no waste is complete.

How happy and beautiful it would be if one day you could see such words wherever you go!

The trust you have given me, I will give you back double.