Xu Qingxi and Lu Zhi met for the first time in the hospital.
Warm yellow corridor, milky white benches. Outside the clean glass window, cicadas are chirping in summer and green trees are shady.
Everything seems great.
If it weren't for the fact that one of them had a bandage on his head and the other had a cast on his leg.
Two people are in the same ward, even if it is a quadruple room, but they are in beds next to each other.
Doctors and nurses come in for ward rounds on time and are serious and responsible.
What a heartwarming scene!
If the doctors and nurses didn't have ferocious faces and weird grins at the corners of their mouths.
Xu Qingxi and Lu Zhi went from teammates who fought side by side to lovers who knew each other. They also gained three teammates who seemed normal but sometimes made people wonder if they were a little strange. They also gained many unspeakable things.
Lu Zhi seemed to think this was good, but Xu Qingxi still thought it would be better to assume that all this did not happen in an infinite world that required efforts to escape.
In short, this is a story about trying hard to escape and gain love and friendship in a world of infinite flow.
Ps: The author himself loves group portraits. Although the protagonist definitely accounts for a large proportion of the space, the supporting roles will not be less.
Intention: The road back to the Qingxi River is straight, and I will return by singing at night under the moon. ——"Returning to Dongxi at Night" (Tang Dynasty) Wang Ji
