I wrote the whole book just to commemorate the young man who suddenly left the scene.
We sat next to each other and spent several years together. He was considerate and considerate, would quietly bring me water, would never tease me wantonly, and would calm down and help me with my homework step by step. I have cherished this feeling hidden in a corner of my desk for five whole years.
Parting came without warning, and he left in a hurry without leaving a word of farewell. I waited with expectation for a long time, and finally had to accept the ending of separation. The people around me are indifferent, everyone only cares about their own gains and losses, and no one cares about my depression.
Later I accidentally heard that everything was going well for him in his new environment. I can only bury the past of our deskmate in my heart and pretend to be strangers to him in front of others.
Everyone in the world is an involuntary chess piece in a huge chess game. After we say goodbye at the fork in the road of life, we look at each other from a distance and never see each other again. I condensed the memories into words to bid farewell to the reunion of young people and to put away this heartache that has nowhere to put.
Purpose: to record the silent encounters and partings in boyhood, to write down all the heartache and regrets in my heart, to seal up a youthful past that no one knows, and to formally bid farewell to old friends who have been separated in a hurry.