Published: May 10, 2021
As the credits rolled on Jia Ling’s hit comedy, Rebecca Zhuang saw her father crying for one of the first times in her life
Sitting in the dimly lit cinema, I reach for my parents’ hands on either side of me.
My Dad (Ba) sits to my left and my Mum (Ma) to the right. The credits roll past in the usual blur – but instead of focusing on the names I glance between my parents, each bearing tear-soaked faces just like mine.
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