Memories Have Nothing to Do with Words of Congratulations
About This Novel
In the summer of 2004, five-year-old Chen Anan returned to her parents from the countryside and transferred to Class 1 and Class 2 of the Experimental Primary School. She wore two braids, a white T-shirt that was a little too big, and a few mosquito bites on her thin black legs. She timidly sat in the fourth row by the window in the classroom. He Zhiyan, who was sitting in the fifth row by the window, poked the new little girl in the front row with a pencil on the back and told her: "The zipper of your schoolbag is broken." Chen Anan awkwardly took off the somewhat worn pink schoolbag from his back and carried it into his arms. He blushed and turned back to glare at He Zhiyan. His voice was crisp and full of the bravado of a little girl: "None of your business!" That was the first encounter between He Zhiyan and Chen Anan. Not long after, He Zhiyan transferred to another province because of his parents' job transfer. It was already eleven years later when I returned to that small town.
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