Vanished Name
隐身的名字
一个随意的名字。一个被偷走的名字。一个不属于她的名字。一个不敢再提起的名字。一个从不曾被忘记的名字。任小名一直很讨厌自己的名字，但即使再讨厌，那也是她在这个世界上存在的证明，是她成为她自己的前提。她要把被偷走的名字抢回来。这个名字不仅仅属于她自己，也属于很多人。那些隐身的名字，湮没在柴米油盐的烟火里，品头论足的批评里，漫长难熬的岁月里，失去了身份。但总有人记得她们，也总有人沿着她们的脚步继续走下去，直到她们的名字被所有人看见。一个关于两代女性的挣扎与救赎的故事。
DIALOGUE CLIPS (3959)
I waited for you at the school gate for two hours today.
Where were you those two hours?
I told you to apologize.
Say "Mom, I'm sorry."
I told you to say "Mom, I'm sorry."
Is it about your case? Hold on. We have rules. We can't discuss that.
Okay, then don't say what you shouldn't.
What? Are you going to bury them now?
Alright, let's go. I won't hold you up.
But he's completely free now.
You're not here to keep me company, are you?
I'll call him. You go ahead.
If you have time then, let's meet up.
Message me when you come. Got it. See you then.
(Qidaohezi, 2004) Since I was little, I dreaded parent-teacher meetings the most.
My elementary school homeroom teacher got into a fistfight with my mom.
Eventually, the whole school knew. Kept my head down for an entire semester.
Education is for all. She deserved it. Your mom did it right.
Why do you always take my mom's side?
You get all upset whenever I take your mom's side.
The grass is always greener on the other side.
Every time, she brought you clothes or food,
My mom was just venting anger.
Your mom genuinely cares about you.