Since I was young, my parents have always taught me not to waste money,
not to buy anything frivolous.
So I strive to restrain myself; whenever I develop an affinity for something or have the thought of wanting to do something, I forcefully suppress that desire.
As days go by, this restraint has long become a habit; I have turned into a person who 'has nothing I want, nothing I want to do, no pursuits, no desires.'
When life becomes numb day after day, I realize that being a person without desires is not a good thing.
When restraint gradually becomes instinct, even the smallest expectations must go through the judgment of weighing pros and cons.
