Turbid Water Chases Clouds

A DNA report turned me from a noble son in the Beijing circle to an outcast in the south of the Yangtze River. I took my seriously ill mother back to this small waterside town where human connections are woven. Surrounded by local snakes, alienated from old friends, I am defenseless. Until I discovered that the power and profit they were greedy for was the game I was most familiar with. Stand upright in the turbid water and chase deer toward the clouds. I want everyone to see clearly: abandoning a piece can also become a chess player.