“You don’t have to do anything. Just follow the people. If they march on the street, you march too. If they go to the police station, you go too. Don’t worry about food and bed. Okay?”
“No, I will not,” said I, not jumping into another trap. For I felt that, this was more or less a trap. There was once when father’s despair overpowered him so much that he trapped me into a blind date with a divorced Cantonese guy, who harassed me till I blocked him.