Bai Yutang has been circling in this shopping mall for three hours and he still can't muster his courage to get his hands on the things he strives to buy. That thing was clearly hanging in the drug store and in the supermarket. Dangling, waiting for people to buy it.
Those things were displayed openly, and people also looked at it as if those things were just a common thing. Nothing special. He also used to think like that, no shame or embarrassment whatsoever when he saw it for thousands of times. It was a common item.
But now when he truly wants to buy it, he can't help but feel the shame rushing in his veins. He can't help to imagine what kind of faces the cashier will make when they register the items. He already planned to buy many things and just slipped those things among many that he will buy. That's the plan, but he can't execute it.
