“When i attribute the reason for loneliness to obesity,it becomes the main culprit harming me.”

On that day, I spoke seven stories about seven men in front of seven jars. I smashed the jars, walked and rolled on the glass shards, blood spilled everywhere. I crawled into a plastic sheet beneath the crowd, wrapping myself to catch my breath. I tore open the plastic sheet and recited a pre-written poem.

“As loneliness continued to permeate every corner of my being, that day, I confined myself to a cage that belonged solely to me, a one-way prison.”

30-year-old Yu Guanqiao spent his ridiculous day