My name is Zhifan and his name is Xie Siyan. We were separated and now we are together again. He doesn't like to talk. I'm sick and I don't want to talk. Every night he would hold my hand and hold it all night long. He didn't know - these hands never intended to let go of him. I don't know how long he can hold it.
Concept: The redemption of two "patients"
