Eighteen-year-old Shen Jinxiu escaped from her uncle’s home with nothing but a silver bracelet.
She spent three days and three nights on a stuffy train, heading to stay with a distant relative she had never met.
During the night, a deafening crash shook the world. People dug her out of a pile of corpses. She was covered in blood, yet had only a layer of skin scraped off.
Among the ruins, she found a canvas bag. Inside were a transfer order, an employee ID, and a black-and-white photograph.
The woman in the photograph wore her hair in a chin-length bob. Her features were gentle, and she looked a little like Shen Jinxiu.
The transfer order read: Lin Wantang, female, twenty-one, from Shanghai, assigned to the finance department of Hongqi Machinery Factory.
The employee ID bore a bright red official seal.
Shen Jinxiu crouched in the snow at twenty degrees below zero, holding the canvas bag against her chest for a long, long time.
She made a decision.
She would become Lin Wantang.
It's strange. It's well written, but there are a lot of repetitions and identical sentences.
Beautiful, smooth and delicate writing