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about politics at all. You never even made any
speeches at political meetings. Is that true?”
“Yes, it is,” I mumbled.
“I would feel ashamed to have a politically
backward man as my lover.”
I was very upset. I said nothing and just walked
with her, lowering my head. It was a late Autumn
afternoon. Night was setting in. Street lights lit up.
Gentle breeze was caressing our faces. She went into
Lei Feng park in the district (Lei Feng was a soldier
of the People’s Liberation Army. After his death, Lei
was characterized as a selfless and modest person
who was devoted to the communist party, Chairman
Mao, and the people of China. All Chinese people
know him.) I followed her into it. She walked to
Lei’s statue and stopped there. She stared at me for
some time.
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