Wuxi Love Story

When I was fifteen years old, I came home from school and the door couldn't be opened—my mother changed the locks and left. I sat at the door until dark. I have been unlocked for ten years now. At the age of thirty-two, a woman from Qiqihar tricked me into opening a door that did not belong to her. The owner was sitting in the door. She ran away and I stayed. In the tin box were a copper key that opened an unknown door, and an old MP3 player that only had one song on it. The song goes: For the rest of my life, there will never be another north. Her name is Guan Yibei. Later I learned that the rest of my life would be spent searching for the north.