Forgotten Names and Promises

In the auditorium, the name on the certificate was "Lin Yan", but the class card said "Lin Yan". Lin Yan, who was in Class 3 of seventh grade, stood in the audience and realized for the first time that he might not be himself. The custody column is blank and the emergency contact is blank. Lin Shaodong, the only man who came to pay, said: Don't go to school to find someone. Hidden behind the old school sign is a note: Don't let him sign for you. The tail number of the gray van was 17. At the hospital window No. 17, The "identification" column in the file was empty, but someone wrote "Arrived" for him. The recording left by his mother said: "Don't let Lin Shaodong sign for you." Grandma pressed her fingerprints, the teacher kept the certificate for him, the community registered for him, and the sick classmate Xinghai kept his name for him. Everyone said it was for his own good, but the real question was - who has the right to decide what a child should be called? When school registration, household registration, hospital, and guardianship records were filled with "signatures" one by one, Lin Yan had to stand in front of the form, check the boxes, and sign with his own hands. A name is not a piece of paper, and a signature is not an action. That's saying to the world: This time, I write it myself.