The change became evident after his first trip to China. An important theater in Beijing decided to stage The Woman of the Link, his most famous piece, and they invited him to oversee the production. As his name was French and his entire career had developed here, nobody imagined that the author of that very Western text would have their features and skin color. That trip dealt a heavy blow to my father’s identity. His stay, which was supposed to last two weeks, was twice extended and ended up being a month and a half. According to him, he was learning a lot about himself and couldn’t allow himself to return prematurely. What did he mean by that? He never really gave us an explanation. My mother and I thought that he was trying to find out the whereabouts of his biological parents or, if they had died, the fate of other members of his family. But he proved our theory false when he came back.