a memo

Chapter 14
Then talk about big brother.

Because of the disparity in grades, I went to Pugao in the suburbs and lived on campus. As for him, he went to a key high school without any suspense.

Distance, grades, I thought these were enough to separate us.

During the holidays, I ate and waited to die at home, and he was either doing quizzes or participating in the Model United Nations Conference.

With hindsight, the gap between people is really huge.

Sometimes I suppress the cloud in the middle of the night, and I feel particularly inferior, so I tell him, let’s stop being friends, I think we are no longer from the same world, etc. This kind of extremely unorthodox break-up speech that I thought was cool .

He didn't bother to talk to me in the middle of the night. He knew that my nerves were more fragile in the middle of the night and I felt that I lacked love.

He usually replies to me early in the morning and keeps telling me that not everyone makes friends or judges a person based on their grades. He thinks that people are mutual, and we have a very good time together Sincerely, that's enough.

"Can you stop posting such dejected words in the middle of the night next time? If you are in a bad mood, either sleep or listen to "Lucky Comes"."

When I was in high school for Christmas, when I came home from the suburbs, I would be willing to go around a few stops to the school district room he rented to give him gifts. I might only chat for a few words at a time, and even when he was not at home, I would ask his mother to send him a gift. A few words, but after going, you will feel very good.

On my third birthday in high school, he bought me a photo album of "Monet's Garden" and said that he hoped that the photos I would take in the future would be like those in the album.

I always thought that such an excellent person with such good grades at Big Brother should be very confident and have no worries.

But no, Xueba also has the troubles of being a Xueba, just because he is afraid that talking to me will make me feel burdened, so he usually chooses to play by himself to relieve it.

Exercise produces dopamine, which makes you happy.

Until the countdown to the college entrance examination was about [-] days away, he was really depressed and sent me a long and sad message.

Because I lived in school, I didn’t see it until a long time later. At that time, I realized that a strong person can also be very fragile. It turned out that he would choose to digest negative emotions by himself because he was afraid that I would be burdened.

But I never took this into consideration. Whenever I had something to do, I would talk to him endlessly. I never realized whether I would make him feel very burdened at a certain moment, or whether he was obviously very burdened. Depressed, I have to suppress my emotions to listen to me.

I sent him a long message, basically telling him to cheer up quickly and look forward with courage. I didn’t even give up on a math test. What’s the matter with you giving up? My friend who I’ve always been proud of , How can a friend who brings me a lot of hope and happiness just fall down? !

After that text message, we were busy preparing for the college entrance examination, so we didn't contact each other again.

Until last month, when I was traveling in Shanghai, he saw my circle of friends and told me that he was studying Italian at Shanghai Foreign Languages ​​School and was going to study in Italy in October.

I froze for a moment, a little angry, why didn't I say it in advance, but everything was decided, let me be informed.

After thinking about it, I feel that there is nothing to be angry about. Everyone has different choices, and we should all understand and respect him, not to mention that he is still my best friend.

I took a day to find him, and I said, let's meet at least before we go to the country of boots.

This side was rushed because his lunch break was only two hours long.

When I was near his school, I approached him on WeChat and asked him to enable location sharing.

Seeing the two avatars on the phone getting closer and closer, I was suddenly very, very sad.

I thought of the sentence I read on the Internet before, "The days of meeting in the future will be calculated on a yearly basis."

There is no snack street near SISU, so I invited him to have a casual meal at the Lawson convenience store.

After eating, he walked slowly back to school with him.

"How long will you be going there? Will you come back during the Chinese New Year?"

"I don't know, the air ticket is very expensive, maybe I don't come back often."

"Is there any souvenir shop over there. Can you buy me some postcards?"

"If I remember, I will."

He walked to the gate of his school, and his lunch break would be over in a few minutes.

"Take care of yourself, poor foreign student."

"You too."

　People around me are busy with college affairs, but I am still nostalgic.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)