When I was seventeen and divided into different subjects, I wanted to grab a deskmate like Yu Huai.
As a result, a transfer student named Lu Yu was snatched away. He talked little and was cool. He would secretly put milk on the corner of my desk.
We went through the best senior year of high school together and agreed to live in the same city.
Then the day after the graduation dinner, his whole family disappeared.
In WeChat, he became "This person is no longer your friend." The messages I sent were all red exclamation marks.
I've been looking for him for four years.
When we met again, he was teaching in a small town in the northwest. He was darker and thinner, and a group of children behind him called him Teacher Lu.
We talked it all out.
Then calmly, no one mentioned "together".
Later I became a writer and wrote this story in a book.
On the day the new book was published, I received a postcard and he said: It's so well written.
I wrote a sentence in front of the dialog box that was added and deleted. I looked at it for a long time and deleted each word.
——For some people, it is the longest message in your draft box. It has been written for the entire youth, but it has never been dared to press send.
