Long time no see, old classmate

Every girl

should be treated with tenderness

I met you at an age when I didn’t want to say goodbye

I remember the first song I ever learned

It was called "You at the Same Desk"

But I never had the chance

to sing it to you again

(1)

I like to attend all kinds of gatherings because I can eat and eat. They say that eating is delicious when there are many people. Later it was proved to be true, but When eating well, the body is not so good, which proves that some advertising slogans are false.

Among gatherings large and small, my favorite one is the annual class reunion. Every time I see the earth-shaking changes in my former classmates after a year, I can't help but feel emotional. , going to college is like entering the best "plastic surgery hospital", which not only changes your appearance, but also changes your temperament. Classmates meet and praise each other, couples who have been secretly together since high school show off their affection, and friends who were once lost on the phone add each other. But later on, after praising and praising her, she no longer wanted to praise him, and after showing off, we broke up. After adding friends, they were slowly deleted.

During the lunch gathering, everyone recalled the good times in high school. I said that I like my senior year the most and my deskmate. She is the best deskmate I have ever encountered. one.

The role of "teacher" always plays a role in relieving embarrassment at class reunions, but sometimes it can also make people feel embarrassed. For example, when all the teachers met me at the class reunion, they would tease me and say: You and Haiyan should be together, you two are quite suitable. I laughed, and so did the teacher.

Haiyan was my classmate in the third year of high school, and she was also the only girl classmate I had in all these years. Although she didn’t look like a fish or a wild goose, she still had at least “Yan” in her name. "You can indeed embroider a flower with your eyes closed."

Haiyan is nowhere to be seen at every class reunion. She says she doesn’t know how to speak, so she doesn’t go to the gathering to avoid embarrassment. I tried every possible means to persuade him, but to no avail. Therefore, at every class reunion, they can reminisce about old times with their classmates, but I can only reminisce about my classmates with the teachers.

(2)

In the first year of the art exam, my dream was to go to Communication University of China, but I failed. I originally wanted to go to a vocational college, but I have been living a mediocre life. Unexpectedly, the day before school started I went crazy at night and moved my high school textbooks from the basement back home with my mother to prepare for re-reading. Because this thing was so shocking, I often dreamed that I was repeating the exam again, and the result was not as good as the last college entrance examination. I woke up in a cold sweat. Later, I thought about it again and again, and maybe what I was afraid of was not that I would be unsuccessful in re-study, but that I would never meet a classmate like Haiyan again.

When I came to the new class, I was assigned to sit at the same table as Haiyan in the first row. At that time, I was always grateful to the class teacher for leaving such a good seat to me. Sitting in the first row not only allowed me to listen to the class clearly, but also I can still see the blackboard clearly, and the most important thing is that there is a girl at my desk. Later I found out that no one was sitting in the front row and everyone was grabbing seats in the back row. Haiyan was late on the first day of school and couldn’t get a seat in the back row, so she had to sit in the first row and no one came to sit with her. There happened to be a spot available at the table, so the two of us became tablemates.

I don’t have many advantages, but I still know myself well. I scored 60 points in the English test in the first year, so if I improve my English to 110 points, I can be admitted to an undergraduate school. Repeating this year will not be in vain. So I never took Chinese classes in school, and my homework was all written for me by girls who liked me, which is quite shameful now that I think about it. My math homework was all copied from other students' homework, and I handed it in after I finished copying. I have always been the first in my grade in math. I have been good at math since elementary school. Then I went to junior high school and was good at math. Later I went to high school and was also good at math. In the biology class, the teacher called this heredity. It was inherited from elementary school to junior high school, and from junior high school to high school. By college, the gene mutated and I couldn't learn advanced mathematics at all. The focus of my repeat year was entirely on English. It was also because of English that Haiyan and I started talking for the first time. (The learning status of Chinese and mathematics is just my personal special treatment for special periods. Please do not imitate it at will. Now when I tell the Chinese and mathematics teachers, they still want to slap me.

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"Hey, classmate, how do you pronounce this word?"

Well, this is the pick-up method used in idol dramas, and I have used it in my English learning. Is it particularly inspiring? ? Different words for the same thing will have different effects. For example, if a girl goes to sell, if you tell it alone, it is a pornographic story. But if you say that the girl sells to save her father's life, it is a story of a filial son, and maybe a lot of donations will be received.

Haiyan always patiently taught me the pronunciation of each word. Now I’m afraid no one will teach me words anymore, because I have changed from a person who scolded the English teacher in class to a person who The English teacher scolds others.

The first English assignment at the beginning of the school year was to memorize the first text of the first unit, which was an excerpt from "The Diary of Anne Frank".

Asking a classmate who can’t even recognize all the words to memorize an English text is like asking him: His wife and his mother fell into the river, and asked him to choose one to save. At this time, if you are smart, you should ask the questioner: Which river did you fall into?

People should have a bit of a rebellious spirit and learn to say no to things they don’t like. So, I gave in, I chose to surpass myself, and obediently began to try to recite English texts for the first time in my life.

The evening self-study in high school lasted three hours and was divided into two major periods. I opened my English book, turned to the first text seriously, flattened the middle of the textbook with my hand, and put it away. A pen is on the right ready for marking.

Everything you do must have a sense of ritual, just like buying a new pencil and a new eraser before every exam, just like why you have to watch the live broadcast when watching the World Cup. The sense of ritual is very important. During the summer vacation of the fourth grade of junior high school, I stayed up late in the morning to watch the World Cup, which caused me to feel unwell and vomited for a whole day. The year after I finished my college entrance exam retakes, I got up early in the morning to watch the World Cup. After that, I had a fever of over 40 degrees for a week, almost burning to death. When I was watching the World Cup in my senior year, I didn’t know what would happen.

There are fifteen words in the first line of the text. I memorized one lesson, but I didn’t even memorize it. I was accompanied by countless impulses to give up and Haiyan’s extremely disgusted eyes. .

When the bell rang for the second period, she couldn’t bear to see me in pain, so she came over with a sharpened pencil in her hand. I thought she thought I was intrusive. Her teacher wanted to come over and prick me. She has been afraid of pain since she was a child, and she also suffered from bleeding and fainting from needles.

I looked at her in horror and said: What are you going to do?

She said: Why are you so stupid? I will teach you how to memorize.

Sometimes a woman becomes a goddess in an instant. From the first stroke of her pencil on my book, I felt that this friend was destined for life.

A short text was given to me for an evening self-study, and he told me that when memorizing the text, I should first understand the meaning of the words, and then translate the English into Chinese to memorize it. Regardless of whether this method is correct or not, it did work well at the time.

Faced with a bunch of unfamiliar words, I said: "I'm too lazy to look it up. Please tell me what these mean."

She explained them sentence by sentence. I explained, told me the meaning of each word, and then helped me divide a sentence into several parts, and asked me to memorize each sentence one by one. Then after memorizing three sentences, I connected the three sentences and memorized them again.

The next morning, I found that I could really carry it, and I was so happy that I ate an extra bun for breakfast.

After arriving at school, she ignored me all morning and said that my mouth smelled like green onions. I told her about the steamed buns stuffed with pork and green onions that I had eaten in the morning. She said she was going to complain to the steamed bun seller because they were sure There was no pork in the buns, it was all green onions, which left my mouth filled with the taste of green onions. I wiped my mouth and told her, "No wonder I'm not full after eating two!" As a result, she ignored me in the afternoon.

(3)

Haiyan’s English score has always been the first in the grade, and my English score is at the bottom. In order to make myself feel less inferior, I started to use the stupidest way to learn English - memorizing vocabulary books. Memorize fifty words every day, even if it rains or winds, copy the words onto a piece of paper every day and take them with you to read. Later, every day's vocabulary paper would be stained with all kinds of disgusting things (in order not to disgust everyone, please make up your mind). After memorizing one word every day, I posted it on the wall. I felt very accomplished. Soon after, my landlord came to me and said, "If you post another word on the wall, I will kill you and get out of here right away."

"I was timid, so I tore off all the words on the wall and put them under the bed. Soon I found that the bed was much higher. Because the time in the senior year of high school was too tight and I didn't have time to copy the words, I saved time for dinner. Copying vocabulary words, so I didn’t go to the cafeteria for dinner for half a year.

One day when I was planning to memorize vocabulary words, I just picked up the vocabulary book and felt like vomiting when I saw the words. I thought maybe it was because I had been working for a long time. I was starving after not eating, so I decided to go to the cafeteria for dinner. As soon as I smelled the food in the cafeteria, I actually vomited. I thought the food in the cafeteria was too unpalatable. I didn’t realize that until I saw the university cafeteria. I thought so at that time. I should punish myself by swallowing the things I want to vomit. That was the first time I experienced the feeling of learning to vomit.

Since then, Haiyan often brought me cold noodles to eat at night. Because her father makes cold noodles, maybe because she feels sorry for me. What moved me more than the cold noodles was her words: "Don't stop eating. From now on, I will ask my father to make cold noodles for you every day. Don't." your money. "

Because her family condition is not good, the teacher asked us to buy more cold skins from her. One is because the taste is really good, and the other is just to help her. "Two portions cut, three portions packaged. , one portion requires more coriander and more chili, and one portion requires less gluten and more soup. "I often help her write down the Liangpi records ordered by her classmates in her little notebook. Every afternoon when she goes to school, she will help her classmates bring several Liangpi to school. The Liangpi she brings to me is packed separately every day. The quantity is larger than usual.

I have never bought her cold skin before because her father didn’t want my money and I was too embarrassed to eat it. But since I vomited that time, in order to take care of myself. Stomach, I would ask her to bring me cold noodles almost every day, and then take a few extra dollars each time and mix them into the money given to her by her classmates. She was also particularly curious about why someone gave me more money every time.

Sometimes I want to eat some free Liangpi, so I make a bet with her to see who has the correct answer to a math problem. If I get it right, I’ll be treated to free Liangpi.

She often loses. Every time I want to eat free cold skin, I can almost get it. But every time I get free cold skin, I still give her money. If she doesn’t want it, I won’t eat it. Liangpi. She didn’t want the Liangpi to go to waste, so she reluctantly took my money.

A year later, I memorized ten English dictionaries and ate her Liangpi for ten months. Now I think of Liangpi when I see the word, and I want to vomit when I see Liangpi. In the college entrance examination, I scored 140 points in the English test, and she scored 142 points.

(4)

Nature created men and women. There are many reasons why women like men, some are because they are handsome, some are because the family is rich, and some are tall and have a good figure, which can give people a sense of security.

And I happened to be none of these things, so there were female classmates in the class who liked me. I was curious and asked them why it was me. They said I had connotations, but at the time I couldn't see what my connotations were at all. The first one is 120 pounds, the second one is 140 pounds, and the third one is 160 pounds. Maybe it’s because the body contains more and more meat. So in many cases, we just have to be ourselves and don’t try to cater. No matter what others deliberately change, the kind of person you are will be the same as the kind of person you meet. There are really girls who like me who was like a "pig" at that time. Just like Han Han said, "The world is like this, a good horse has a good saddle." A good ship is paired with a good sail, a bastard is paired with a mung bean, a fool is paired with cerebral palsy, everything will fall into place naturally without any big surprises. ”

Every time I feel particularly stressed, I go to chat with Haiyan, sometimes for just a few minutes, sometimes for a whole night of self-study. She likes to listen to my lectures to her There are all kinds of gossips about classmates, and I like her telling me some stories that I don’t know. She laughs very happily, and I laugh even happier. Sometimes she laughs out loud, and the whole class will laugh when they hear it. If the teacher hears it, he usually won't say much, because if your grades are good, the teacher will be biased. Students who have gone to school should be able to understand this. If you don't understand, either your grades are too poor, or your grades are too poor. You are heartless.

Suddenly one day she wrote a note telling me: "I don't even dare to chat with you now. ”

I asked her why? Could it be that I became ugly and scared her? I said I’m already like this, why am I ugly?

She told me no, she said that every time Every time she chatted with me, there were countless pairs of jealous eyes staring at her from behind.

I didn’t believe it at first, but then one time while I was chatting with her, I suddenly turned my head and realized that it was true.

I heard that she was once pulled out by a girl who asked her: "Does she know how many girls want to sit in the seat she is sitting in and how many girls want to sit at the same table as Wu Zhiqi?"

After she came back, she asked me if I wanted the girl I liked to come sit with me? I said forget it. With your height, you can’t see the blackboard if you sit in the back. She said: "Don't be so sentimental! What I mean is that you go to the back and be your deskmate with the girl who likes you, and move her deskmate here." I said forget it, I can't bear to let you go.

Later, we continued chatting, never looking back at the people behind us, and still chatting about everything. That kind of simple, carefree conversation is the best memory of high school. I told her, don’t care about other people’s opinions. Why use your own time to live the way others want? You are who you are, a little firecracker with different colors.

There was once a girl who failed to confess her love to me, so she came to me every class to ask math questions. Haiyan was so scared that she didn’t even dare to go to the water fountain at the back of the classroom to get water because her butt had just left. , the seat was taken, and I had to stand next to it when I came back. I had to hurriedly lecture the female student next to me, but no matter how many times I lectured, the female student still couldn’t understand it. I didn’t know whether she really didn’t understand or not. Pretending not to understand. Each time it was postponed until the next class when the bell rang. So Haiyan will prepare a cup of hot water every day when she comes to school, so that she doesn’t have to fetch it.

Then the problem came. After drinking too much water, she had to go to the toilet, but when she came back, her seat would be occupied again, so she kept holding it in. She could watch it every morning and afternoon after school. See Haiyan's vigorous figure, running towards the toilet like a wild horse.

Of course, many people came to ask her English questions, so sometimes when the bell rang, we would be surrounded by classmates like two old men playing chess on the street, and we would be pressed firmly on our stools. Go up and give them a lecture.

Sometimes I really can’t hold it in and need to go to the toilet, so I can only “break out of the crowd” and squeeze out of the crowd. There was also a boy who followed me to the toilet in order to listen to my lecture. When he stood behind me and waited for me, I couldn't pee. I said, "Go away, I will explain to you after I finish." He said he was at the door. wait for me. I was so anxious that I peed on my hand. After I got out of the toilet, I patted his shoulder and my hand was dry.

(5)

After my English scores came up, my overall score also got better and better. On the monthly test report card, the third place in the grade was often replaced, and the first two The name has always been the two of us.

Every time the paper is handed out, we will calculate the total score together, one by one. Often my total score plus the math score is higher than hers, and she will surpass me as soon as the English score comes out. , so we, like most senior high school students, are afraid of exams but look forward to them, hate grades but really want to know them.

On the afternoon when the results of the monthly exam came out, the teacher asked me to deliver the answer sheets. Anyone who has given away answer cards knows that inside the bag of answer cards there is an answer card with the teacher drawing the standard answers, and the rest is the student's answer card. On the way to deliver the answer sheet, I couldn't help but look at the teacher's answer sheet and found that I made a lot of mistakes. I thought that I would definitely fail the Haiyan test this time, so I secretly ran to the canteen to buy erasers and pencils, and quickly I went to the toilet and found a pit. After squatting down to hide myself, I quietly changed my answer twice, and then sent the answer sheet to the card reading room.

Thinking about it now, I was really crazy at that time. I did such a thing for the sake of grades. More importantly, I didn’t seem to wipe my butt after I got up. I don’t know what I saw that time. How do people feel when I pull up my pants and leave?

When the teacher was correcting the answers in class, I got six wrong answers on the test paper, but I knew in my heart that there were only four wrong answers on the answer sheet. Before I could react, she snatched the paper from me and said she wanted to see how many multiple-choice questions I had made wrong. After knowing that I had made six mistakes, she happily returned the paper to me and asked me jokingly, "You answer the question?" Is the card correct?" In order not to reveal my behavior, I told her that the answer card should be correct.

After class, we calculated the total score together. Her total score was two points higher than mine. Although she didn't show much joy, I knew she was already happy in her heart.

What to do? Should she tell her that? She definitely ignored me after I told her. If you don't tell her, she will be so sad when she finds out that she is not the first in grade.

In the end, I still didn’t dare to tell her.

On the day when the total results came out, she and I went to the teacher’s office to see the results together as we had done several times before. Although we didn’t want to see our rankings on the report card, when we arrived at the door of the teacher’s office, there was no Retreat. The moment the teacher opened the report card, as expected, I was first and she was second.

When we came out of the teacher's office, we were only fifty meters away from the classroom. The students were still fighting in the corridor, and the lovers were still hugging each other there. Only the two of us didn't say a word. I didn't dare to look at her, I knew she didn't want to look at me. Back in the classroom, we didn't say a word, and I didn't dare to say a word.

It suddenly became strange. I really hated myself. Why did I do that kind of thing just for a few points? We were silent for a few days. In those days, there was no Liangpi, no vicious eyes, and no laughter.

A few days later, it was she who spoke first: Didn’t you say you got six multiple-choice questions wrong? How come your score is higher than mine? In this case, you should have only got four multiple-choice questions wrong. You're not only making me happy in vain, you're also dealing with a matter of integrity, you know? You "kid" are dishonest. She always liked to call me "kid" even though I was two years older than her.

I just nodded and said nothing, not knowing what to say.

We often quarrel, and after the quarrel, we are still best friends. After a while, we will quarrel over some small things, continue to have a cold war, and continue to make up. In this way, we are a happy couple. Waiter B.

After that time, I never cared about my ranking in the exam, and she never topped the exam again.

(6)

It is said that the daughter was the lover of her father in his previous life, so maybe Haiyan will always stay with her father.

Less than a month before the college entrance examination, while taking English class, Haiyan was kicked out by the teacher and never came back.

In the already sultry weather, the air suddenly solidified after she left.

Later I learned that Haiyan’s mother had been in poor health and had been receiving treatment in the hospital, but in the end she still failed to pass Haiyan’s college entrance examination. Haiyan was sent directly to the hospital, but she still could not see her mother. The last side.

Haiyan went back to school the next afternoon. It was obvious that she couldn't listen to anything and kept her head hanging down. I don't know how to comfort her. I'm afraid that if I say the wrong thing, she will collapse instantly. Just like the thin ice when spring water first emerges, a fallen leaf can crack the entire lake.

In those days, Haiyan had been wearing black clothes with the word "filial piety" on her arm.

The second period was math class. When the math teacher asked us to do the questions, he found that Haiyan did not lower her head to do the questions, so she walked over to Haiyan. I think it's definitely over now. The math teacher doesn't know about this situation. Haiyan will definitely cry when she talks to her. But if I try to stop the teacher from talking to Haiyan, Haiyan will definitely cry too. So I pray silently in my heart that the teacher must not talk to Haiyan. say.

Sometimes the more people don’t want something to happen, the more it will happen. Suddenly the teacher touched her head and asked her very gently: Why are you dressed so beautifully and in black? Isn’t this the overflowing glory of motherhood! How could such a gentle touch make Haiyan not think of her mother? Ten thousand grass and mud horses galloped past in my heart. Anyway, I held it back when I wanted to cry when I was a child, but as soon as a gentle person came over and asked me what was wrong, I would instantly burst into tears in front of that person, feeling that I had finally found support.

It turned out that I only saw it in novels: Sometimes a sentence can make people burst into tears. I really saw it with my own eyes that day.

Before the math teacher finished speaking, Haiyan was lying on the table crying. As soon as I took out the toilet paper, she rushed out of the classroom. I ran out to look for her, but couldn't find her.

In the fourth period, Haiyan came back and started to lower her head and take notes. Halfway through class, she told me: "I'd better go home." As she said this, she got up and packed her schoolbag. I also followed her out and sent her to the school gate to let her calm down for a few days and prepare for the college entrance examination. This was an explanation to my mother.

Two days later she came back to class.

Twenty days before the college entrance examination, I was called out in English class. Haiyan looked at me. I felt like she had something to say, but she just watched silently. I didn't say anything.

When I got up, I told her: "I'm leaving, goodbye."

On the way home, I already knew what happened, but I just felt that the drive was particularly long.

My father had a cerebral infarction and became a vegetative state one month before the college entrance examination in my first year. He passed away one month before the college entrance examination in the second year, but I never felt that he had left this world. Look at me from another place. Later, when I went to the cinema to watch "Whose Youth Is Not Confused", I cried very hard. It said: "People will go to another planet after death." But I don't know, which planet did my father go to? When the hero of the movie left home, he looked up at the cell where his father was imprisoned and said, "Dad, when I leave, I will become a better version of myself and then come back to see you." Years later, I have become a better version of myself. , but dad, where can I see you?

I arrived at the funeral parlor, saw my father off, and returned to school three days later.

I didn’t wear black clothes, nor did I wear sackcloth or mourning. On the one hand, I had a strong self-esteem, and on the other hand, I didn’t want Haiyan to think of her mother again.

Every time we were silent she always spoke first.

"What's wrong with you?"

I told her about my father, and she said she guessed it, but she just thought that if she comforted me at that time, in case it wasn't this. Things went bad. I told her I was fine. Everyone will experience life and death, it’s just that we experience it earlier. When we can take life and death lightly, we really have nothing to fear. I remember watching a movie called "Forrest Gump" in my second year of high school. Forrest Gump's mother told him: "No matter how different our lives are, there is one thing that everyone needs to experience, which is death." Be a strong child. , not only for myself, but also for my mother and Haiyan.

Later, the school had a quota for applying for the special poverty subsidy. I told the teacher: "I will not apply and give the quota to Haiyan." In fact, I couldn't save face because I was afraid that my classmates would laugh at me, and I also felt that I was not qualified. Need that money. Finally, under the teacher's persuasion, Haiyan and I filled out the application form. In the end, I got the subsidy, but Haiyan’s application was not approved.

Before the college entrance examination, I received a city-level scholarship of 5,000 yuan, and Haiyan received 3,000 yuan. The teacher said that I should treat Haiyan to a meal, and I said, "Okay." Haiyan greeted me and said she was leaving first, and I said wait until I treat you to a meal. She said no, just treat her to some cold skin.

(7)

As the last exam ended, the radio broadcast: "The exam is over. Candidates are asked to take their belongings and leave the examination room in an orderly manner."

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Our high school days are over. I walked out of the examination room and smiled. I had been holding back my smile all my senior year just for this smile.

Some students cried bitterly, and some cried with joy.

The sky was so blue that afternoon, the trees were so quiet, and the people were so beautiful.

Back on the bus, I listened to my classmates answer the exam questions and talk about their travel plans. I put on my headphones and played the song "Don't Say Goodbye" by Good Sister on my phone: < /p>

Goodbye to the old classmates who dislike each other, goodbye to the thank you that is too late to say.

Goodbye to the detention homework that will never happen again, goodbye to the last part of my graduation book that I left for you. page

The note left in the drawer is a picture of someone you dated.

The novel that was secretly circulated was read several times behind the back of teachers and parents

No discussion After several relationships, I was shy about meeting up with the bridesmaid and best man

During the years of puberty and development, I still promised my children to be my godfather and godmother

When I entered school, I thought about graduating, but because I left the friendship Insomnia

At that time, a few pop songs became the point of tears in the party KTV

The school uniforms were ugly hidden at the bottom of the closet, but I never had the chance to wear them to school

Sports day Sometimes, march songs are more nostalgic than old love songs

Goodbye to old classmates who dislike each other, goodbye to the thank yous that are too late to say

Goodbye to the detention homework that will never happen again , Goodbye, I leave you the last page of the graduation album

I believe we will meet again, I believe I will always miss you

I believe we will all be fine, I believe I believe Everything turned into flames

Illuminating each other's faces and seeing each other in the vast sea of ??people

I filled out all the student records of my classmates, but I didn't receive the one Haiyan gave me.

She said: "We don't need to fill in the classmate list, because we will keep in touch." After many years, the mobile phone number in the classmate list has been changed countless times, and the QQ profile picture never flashes again. Some of the original home addresses have become ruins, and the contents of the columns of hobbies and dreams have long been forgotten by us.

I believe we will all be fine, just like we were when we met.

On the day when the college entrance examination results came out, we were all excitedly waiting for the results. I was so nervous that I almost cried while waiting in front of the TV for the scores to be announced.

The math teacher was the first to call me and asked me what score I got. I said that the score had not been released yet, so the teacher asked me to check it quickly.

I refreshed the "candidate entrance" several times, and finally found out the college entrance examination results: passed the first line.

Report scores to various relatives and call various teachers.

I called Haiyan and asked her what her score was, and excitedly asked her if she could apply to the same school. She said she didn't do well in the exam and didn't want to tell me her score. I didn't force it and told her to just try her best.

On the day she returned to school, I didn’t see her. I heard from the teachers that she failed the college entrance examination and could only go to an ordinary university.

That summer, I attended various gatherings, large and small. Haiyan worked part-time, helping the photo studio attract customers to take photos, and I became an English teacher, teaching students shorthand English words.

When school was about to start, I invited Haiyan to dinner. We ordered four dishes and one soup at the dinner table, and we talked less. Before leaving, the food was not finished. She said she wanted to pack it up and take it home and not waste it.

When we were about to separate, I said: No matter where you go to school, remember to keep in touch, okay?

We have kept in touch now, and she is the only high school classmate with whom I have contact.

Grow your hair when you have hair, and grow your stubble when you don’t have hair. Haiyan is still alone and has never found a boyfriend. Later I heard that she had grown her hair long, but no one at the same table appreciated her anymore.

I sent her a text message during the New Year:

May you have high heels and running shoes, and drink tea and wine.

May you have brave friends and awesome opponents.

May you have a deep affection for everything in the past, but never look back.

May you be particularly beautiful, particularly calm, particularly fierce, and particularly gentle.

May you have an independent self and the freedom to indulge.

It can enjoy dinner for one person and breakfast for two people.

In everyone’s youthful memory, high school should be the best period. And in every high school memory, there should be a deskmate of you.

Whether you keep in touch now or are strangers to each other, you should be grateful to each other for quietly leaving a mark on each other in the brightest youth.