On January 1, 2015, I was lazy in bed, wrapped in a quilt and flipped through Weibo. I inadvertently brushed the topic of the stampede on the Bund in Shanghai. I immediately thought of you and sent a text message to ask you if you were safe. Even if you didn't reply to me, I didn't take it to heart. I felt that you were not going to gather around this lively person. I returned to the dormitory after lunch and wanted to call you. No one answered even three calls. He began to worry and didn't know what to do.
In 1997, you were six years old and I was five years old. When we first met in kindergarten, it seemed that we were too young and ignorant, that our playmates were deskmates, and that we were crying the rest of the time without any impression. When I was a little sensible, I went to primary school and were classmates, when we got to know each other, but you and I both had a bad impression of each other at that time, and we didn't talk about friendship.
When we met again in junior high school, you and I smiled at each other. Maybe the environment was too strange and the classmates were too new, so you and I had a feeling of mutual sympathy and hit it off. Even in the classroom, I always sat in the front, while you sat in the last row. But it can not stop our friendship from soaring crazily every day. Every afternoon after school, before dark, always like to drag you around the street, is the happiest thing at that time. I remember one summer vacation in junior high school, your family moved and the phone changed again. I looked for you crazily for two months, but to no avail. I yelled at you at the beginning of school and listened to your explanation. I suddenly realized that friendship was restored again. At that time, we were very simple, very naive, and very beautiful.
After junior high school was promoted to high school, our relationship was naturally better, but at this time we were finally divided into two classes. As soon as we entered high school, I was very excited. I ran around, met new friendships, and kept telling you about my interesting things in the first semester of senior high school. I seldom look for you when I have a rich life, until I am divided into liberal arts and science classes in the next semester of senior high school. For me, who is not satisfied with the division of classes, I can only find you to cry bitterly. Let you go to the head teacher of your class, transfer me to your class, the result is naturally unsatisfactory, you accompany me, we began to restore the junior high school every day after school together, until the graduation of high school, the advent of the third year of high school, so that people panic, I finally put away the playful temper, every day in the class, no longer go out to play, but you always get sick, I always blame you for abandoning me. I go home alone every day, but you always smile, and then there is no way, gloating next to me, I am about to be driven crazy at school, but you avoid the inhuman life. The advent of the college entrance examination indicates that we are all going to go out to study and be separated completely. That summer vacation, I advised you to be in a major in a city and a school with me, you said yes, but in the end, you stayed in Anhui. I went to Jiangsu, although it is not very far, but it is always facing the situation of separation.
The university of us, very free, but also very busy, college year, seems to meet only once, followed by sophomore and junior, I do not know what caught us, we did not see each other for two years, that year my classmates and I went to your city for a trip, before leaving that day, my classmates left first, I made an appointment with you. I didn't see you for two years, but I didn't feel a trace of strangeness. I still babbled on all afternoon. In the evening, at the station, you saw me off. I always feel a bitter throat when waving goodbye. In the same year, for me who held a grudge, you forgot my birthday, and I was angry that I didn't send you a birthday greeting. The next day, you called me and told me that you had waited for my call all day. At that moment, I didn't complain to you any more. I was silent for a long time. I have no choice but to apologize to you and promise to send you my best wishes on your birthday every year. When you graduated from college, I was still studying. You always said you envied me. I smiled bitterly. I don't know how many times I heard this. After you went to work, you always changed jobs frequently. I persuaded you in every way, fruitless, and you were always so stubborn. Recently, you told me that you were going to Shanghai, and I wanted to stop you, but in the end, I naturally knew it was impossible to succeed. I can only bless you. I don't understand all your bitterness in my heart.
In 2015, I 23, you 24, is no longer the age to be wayward. After all, in the time when I couldn't find you, I suddenly found that in my 23 years of life, you existed for 17 years. In the evening, you finally wrote a letter, in a daze can not help but feel at ease, a false alarm is always a good thing.
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