Life and Death in Shanghai Nien Cheng Fourth Estate An imprint of HarperCollinsPublishers Ltd. 1 London Bridge Street London SE1 9GF Published by Flamingo 1995 an imprint of HarperCollinsPublishers First published in Great Britain by Grafton 1986 Copyright © Nien Cheng 1986 A catalogue record for this book is available from the British Library Nien Cheng asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work All rights reserved under International and Pan-American Copyright Conventions. By payment of the required fees, you have been granted the non-exclusive, non-transferable right to access and read the text of this ebook on screen. No part of this text may be reproduced, transmitted, downloaded, decompiled, reverse engineered, or stored in or introduced into any information storage and retrieval system, in any form or by any means, whether electronic or mechanical, now known or hereinafter invented, without the express written permission of HarperCollins ebooks HarperCollinsPublishers has made every reasonable effort to ensure that any picture content and written content in this ebook has been included or removed in accordance with the contractual and technological constraints in operation at the time of publication Source ISBN: 9780006548614 Ebook Edition © JUNE 2010 ISBN: 9780007375615 Version: 2019-06-13 This ebook contains the following accessibility features which, if supported by your device, can be accessed via your ereader/accessibility settings: Change of font size and line height Change of background and font colours Change of font Change justification Text to speech To Meiping Table of Contents
CHAPTER 2 Interval before the Storm
CHAPTER 5 Solitary Confinement
CHAPTER 7 The January Revolution and Military Control
CHAPTER 9 Persecution Continued
CHAPTER 10 My Brother’s Confession
PART III My Struggle for Justice
CHAPTER 14 The Search for the Truth
CHAPTER 15 A Student Who Was Different
CHAPTER 18 Farewell to Shanghai
THE PAST IS FOREVER with me and I remember it all. I now move back in time and space to a hot summer’s night in July 1966, to the study of my old home in Shanghai. My daughter was asleep in her bedroom, the servants had gone to their quarters, and I was alone in my study. I hear again the slow whirling of the ceiling fan overhead; I see the white carnations drooping in the heat in the white Chien Lung vase on my desk. In front of my eyes were the bookshelves lining the walls filled with English and Chinese tides. The shaded reading lamp left half the room in shadows, but the gleam of silk brocade of the red cushions on the white sofa stood out vividly. An English friend, a frequent visitor to my home in Shanghai, once called it ‘an oasis of comfort
