The first half of this book is amazing; deftly crafted. With this reader continually wondering whether the protagonist's view of himself coincides with other's view of him and looking forward to unraveling the truth of who he is. Unfortunately, wondering about this young man's psyche is nothing but a dead end. The author stops delving into psychological realms, and begins some sort of unnecessary action scene after the protagonist abandons an individual with no explanation to her, and seemingly no regard for her feelings. The book careens downhill from there; it makes no sense. He takes off looking for a house in the midst of war between the Japanese invaders and Chinese inhabitants. He fantastically believes his parents have lived there in captivity for upwards of 20 years after being kidnapped. I was disappointed after reading half of a book with so much promise, that then fell off a cliff.