RQ Labyrinth - Autobiography

AUTOBIOGRAPHY

In 1975, March 4th, I was born in a regular working family in QiQiHaR, HeiLongJiang. There is a big difference between the ages of my two older sisters and I. My family hoped for a boy very much, therefore, I was born, with the name Ren Zhen Quan. It's funny, when my family taught me to write my own name, they never taught me the word Zhen, later, in the movies and tv shows, they always forget to put the word Zhen in the screen, I then thought, being called Ren Quan is fine, it can be my pen name.
According to my family, I was very heavy and chubby when I was born with very big eyes. The only bad thing was that I was kind of silly. Not to be exaggerating, I was a very fat boy when I was young, it can match up to the young Lu Yi. So why is it that I'm so skinny now? When I was 7 years old, I was in a fight with this kid in front of a house, that kid accidently broke my vein around my head,

I was bleeding non-stop, I put my hands around my head and ran straight home, it was about 600 meters.Anyway, when I got home, my whole body was covered with blood, very scary looking, when my eldest sister saw me, she brought me to the hospital right away on her bike. There is nothing bad left over for my health, I became skinny after that. So everyone, don't think that I went on a diet on purpose. I'll never go on a diet on purpose. Now I think about it, really can't decide if I should hate that person or be thankful.
Talking about the most unforgettable event, it should be my kindergarden teacher, about 40 years old. She lived next door to me that time, she would pick me up every morning to go to kindergarden. After a while, my parents would stop sending me, I was then very dependent on this teacher. Unfortunately, something bad still happened, my teacher didn't come and pick me up one morning, instead, my mom was the one who sent me to kindergarden, however, I didn't see that teacher in kindergarden for the whole day, so when I got home, I asked my mom how come that teacher didn't come and pick me up this morning? I was so shocked when my mom told me that my teacher has died. All of a sudden, I felt nothing in this world was important to me.
We went to her funeral the next day, I felt very sad when I saw her laying there, not moving at all, but I didn't cry. I still don't know what caused the death of my teacher even today, but when I think about it, I'm still very sad. Besides receiving good care from a good teacher when I was young, I also had a very good friend. I was very naughty when I was little, loved to get into fights. I accidently hurt this kid once and was afraid to go home, that kid went to my house and told on me. After my friend knew about it, he went to my house and told my family that he's the one who hurted

that kid, not me. My mom believed him and didn't punish me. Even though I don't remember the way my friend looks, I still feel very touched.
In elementary, the weird thing is, even though I always cut class, my grades were surprisingly outstanding, always rating the first few in school. I remember that the teacher always wanted us to copy vocabularies pages by pages. I thought that was too scary. I then thought of an idea, everytime my homeworks got checked, I would always erase the check marks or the grade the teacher wrote and give it in the next day again, that way, I won't have to copy everyday. Except that these are the homeworks that I can get away with, of course there are the ones that I can't get away with like this. For example, the math problems. I remember there was a girl in my class, white, clean and clear skin, was pretty too, she was responsible for checking homeworks, always put the names of the students who didn't do their homeworks on the board and then tell the teacher, the teacher would then punish them by telling them to stand in the office. The funny thing is, I never did my homework and she never wrote my name down, or tell the teacher. I thought she was very nice and very cute, and I even had a crush on her.

We even sat next to each other in class later, always talked during class, and she used to choke me with her hands asking me why I don't do homework. I told her I hate doing homework very mcuh, and as if she really understands me, she never asked me this question ever again. We were desk partners for a long time, and had fun together for a long time, I think that was my first time liking a girl.
I was never a good boy, but my family always gave me anything I wanted as long as they can afford it. My two older sisters are also very good to me, they never fight with the things that I want, they even bought me things with their own allowance from our parents. Our relationship is also very good. But being seriously, I'm actually closer to my younger sister, of course that doesn't mean that I'm not close to my eldest sister, it's just that I feel that the age difference between me and my younger sister is less, proportionaly, we have more topics to talk about between each other.
Talking about my family, the most important person that I should talk about should be my mother. I am very very close to my mom since there's a connection between mother and son. But during my freshman year in college, my mom passed away in my home town, I was still in Shanghai Performing School taking class at that time. My father and two sisters decided not to tell me about this. Later, when I found out, I felt that reality was just too harsh and cruel, I really wanted to drop out of school at once. But after thinking about it, my mother would not wish for me dropping out, so I listened to my father and stayed in Shanghai and continued with my education.

~ translated by Yuki ~

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