"Another Girl" Author: [France] Anne Erno Publisher: Beijing United Publishing Company

Introduction
Editor's Recommendation:
1. The Chinese version of "The Other Girl", the award-winning work of Anne Erno, the 2022 Nobel Prize winner in Literature, is introduced for the first time
2. A requiem for another girl, a sister I have never met. Although you are absent, you are always by my side.
3. Translated by Hu Xiaoyue, winner of the Fu Lei Translation Award and the French Medal of Arts and Literature
4. Swedish Academy Nobel Prize in Literature Jury: Erno reveals the roots, barriers and collective constraints of individual memory with courage and clinical acumen. She consistently examines lives with huge differences in gender, language and class from different perspectives.
Contents:
I have been visiting graves for 25 years and have never spoken a word to you.
But you are not my sister, never were.
We never played, ate or slept together.
I never touched you, hugged you.
I don't know what color your eyes are.
You have no body, no voice,
Just a flat image on several black and white photos.
When I was born, you had been dead for two and a half years.
You are a child of heaven, an invisible little girl,
No one ever mentions you, and everyone avoids talking about you.
You are a secret that came into my life dead
Media Comments:
With courage and a clinician's acumen, Erno reveals the roots of individual memory, the barriers and collective constraints, and she consistently examines lives that differ dramatically in terms of gender, language and class from different perspectives.
——Swedish Academy Nobel Prize in Literature Committee
Anne Ernö is the queen of the new autobiography.
——Times
Not an exercise in pain, not a book of grief, The Other Girl moves away from all the clichés and cliches to examine the strange relationship that binds Anne Erno to that strange child, a relationship made up of love, secrets, regret and absence.
——"Humanitarian Newspaper"
"The Other Girl" is a painful and terrifying little book. It is hard to imagine how cruel it is to stubbornly keep tragedy inside; it is also hard to imagine how fragile and strong a young girl must be to find that she has neither hatred nor love for the dead person. "Or maybe, I am vaguely afraid. I am afraid of your revenge."
——Bernard Pivo, former chairman of the French Prix Goncourt jury.