Zhang Chen×Wang Xiliang
On the rooftop of the hospital, Zhang Chen stood only one step away from the guardrail, looking at the blue sky. The weather was clear and cloudless. The sky was as blue as the sea. The ground was busy with traffic. Standing on a high place, people were slowly moving like shrunken ants.
Zhang Chen was about to take a closer look when a young man's voice came from behind him: "Would you like some peaches?"
A young man on crutches who looked about the same age as himself walked up to Zhang Chen, holding a peach in one hand. Zhang Chen asked: "Who are you?"
"I'm a patient, can't you tell?" The young man replied, then sat down on the steps under the guardrail, faced Zhang Chen, and handed the peach to him.
Zhang Chen looked at him for a long time. The boy didn't seem to recognize him. He looked at the peach again, and finally took the peach and took a bite.
The boy also started to nibble on peaches. In addition to the sound of wind, there was also the sound of gnawing peaches on the rooftop.
After the boy finished chewing the peach, he stood up and was about to walk with a cane. Zhang Chen hurriedly called him: "What's your name?"
"Wang Xiliang, the king of three horizontal lines and one vertical line, the hope is bright and the light is bright."
"My name is Zhang Chen, my bow is Zhang Zhang, the dust of dust."
Wang Xiliang turned around and smiled at Zhang Chen. Of course he knew that his name was Zhang Chen, not Chen from Chenchen, but Chen from Chenyang.
Concept: Two boys, redeeming each other and growing up in pain.
