When we were young, we squeezed into the same bed and shared our dreams. Ten years later, I stood on top of the world, but the position next to me could only be his assistant. When he handed over the documents in a suit, I could always see the scars on his knuckles from when we climbed over the wall together. He said, "Boss, don't cross the line," but I still remember that summer he said he would stand at the top with me.
Purpose: Amidst the gap in status, the perseverance and breakdown of youthful friendships