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Seventy-eighth night: The mother who lost her son [Mid-Autumn Festival]

Of course I had never seen her son, so I had to shake my head, but she seemed to refuse to give up. After I shook my head, she actually asked again, and of course my answer could only be the same as last time.

I originally thought she would turn around and leave when she asked if she didn't, but she didn't do that. After learning that I had never seen her son, she refused to leave, but instead stared at me, as if I was the villain who kidnapped her son.

"I really didn't see it!" I could only continue to repeat. Although my tone was a little stronger, I was still very careful. I felt that the woman in front of me must have some mental problems. If there was any mental problem, I couldn't mess with her. There would be no good ending for me to mess with her.

I am not discriminating against mentally ill patients. I have read a book called "Genius on the left and madman on the right", which describes mental illness as geniuses. Although I don't regard them all as geniuses, I at least think that they also have their own complete worldview. It is undeniable that some are better than us. However, their worldview is different from ordinary people after all, and if they are angry, the consequences are still unimaginable.

I don't say this is nonsense, it is based on facts. Once I took the bus to the dock. A middle-aged and elderly woman on the bus seemed to be in a bad mood. She was inappropriate or was not very nervous. I wouldn't say it. Anyway, it looks weird. When she got on the bus, everyone was looking at her because she was dressed strangely. Of course, she didn't think so, and I couldn't remember it in detail.

Later she found a seat in the back row. There was a young man with headphones on it. The woman went up indiscriminately and slapped her on the left face. The young man was stunned at the time and asked, "Why are you hitting me?" As soon as she finished speaking, the young man was hit on the right side again. At this time, the young man was about to have an attack, but when he saw that the woman was dressed a little abnormally, he really didn't dare to get angry, so he left her silently without saying anything and quickly walked to the door of the car.

Of course, the woman sat down with peace of mind, but after she sat down, she slapped a girl who could stand near her and said, "What are you looking at?" The girl was very aggrieved, but when she saw that the young man didn't dare to provoke her, didn't say anything or take action, she hurriedly left. At this time, everyone around the woman paid attention to her from a distance. The woman looked out the window with satisfaction and stopped slapped her.

Since I have witnessed such an experience, I really dare not act rashly, just hoping that I really know where her son is. However, I had an idea. She was crazy anyway, and I didn’t know where her son was, so I just pointed in one direction and ran away quickly. Although it was a bit immoral, I had to do this in this situation.

So I pointed at one direction casually, and I didn't know whether it was east, west, south, north, or north. Anyway, I was planning to go to the opposite side of the direction. After I pointed my finger, the woman hurried over and ran over without delay for a moment.

I breathed a sigh of relief and quickly ran in the opposite direction. After running for a long time, I stopped and looked back. There was a crowd behind me, and there was no trace of that woman. I was relieved.
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