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My name is Su Mu. This is my later name.
Papa was a very small engineer, and from memory he was always scribbling on snow-white paper with a very cheap pencil. Ten years ago someone bumped into him and called him Little Chen, and ten years later, the day I saw Dad from a distance at the newspaper kiosk on the footbridge, the lady selling the paper called him Old Chen. I, on the other hand, have always called him Dad. But that time I quietly turned around and spared from the end of the bridge, did not call him again, and in the end there is only me left, to fulfill his peaceful life. When I was a kid, my mom always said that time is the most just, if it takes away something from you, it will give you back another one a long time later. This is something I have always believed to be the truth, despite the fact that I have made countless deals with life that have not paid off, because I have no reason to believe in this not-so-good-looking woman, but I have never known, how long is a long time from now, this concept is really ambiguous to me. She had worked hard for me for half her life and cried and laughed for decades.
Before I was ten years old, I lived in a very damp alley, walking along the lime green tunnel to the end of the red house against the courtyard wall. Standing on the stone road you could see the ivory balcony, hollowed out railings with my favorite pot of bell grass, the wind blows, it will tinkle, mom said, that sound is quite good. After the age of ten, the red house was sold to a pair of fortunate ......