C136 Zhang's Death

"Come with me, we are the same kind of people." Zhang Peng tugged on my arm. "You are not their Wang Wangwang, your name is disciple Ao Qing."

How familiar that phrase sounded, and for a moment I was back on the field where it had rained a year ago.

I almost forgot, I'm not just that ordinary high school student called Wang Wangwang. I'm still the one who carries a heavy burden on my back