There I became a plant, a dry plant under dangerous feet.
Beijing sucks, really sucks as I feared! A voice cursed in my shell that had automatically closed.
Like many others, who were dependent on their phones more than anything in their lives, I felt my life had been confi scated. Thinking of losing all the photos, the reading notes, booking information, traveling tips, buying a new phone and a new number, and freezing all online accounts, I felt a severe blindness. When realizing all the avoidable troubles that should be saved, I almost had a breakdown. Till a fi erce sense of resistance drew me to the police inside the station.
