I walked past the badminton courts this morning and overheard two uncles arguing about the property market. One kept saying prices have to come down eventually, the other said that's what he said in 2015. Neither of them was wrong, which is the frustrating part — the market doesn't move on logic, it moves on what people believe they have to do. My father does the same thing, checking Lianjia prices on his phone like he's checking his heartbeat. The real conversation nobody wants to have is what happens to a city when half the population is just trying to afford to stay in it, and the other half is already too far away to care.