At eleven o'clock in the night, Xu Jing was still working overtime in the office of Shencheng OT Building to catch up on the work plan. Exhausted, she stopped typing on the keyboard and picked up her mobile phone, only to see a piece of news that she couldn't accept. Her old classmate and best friend Liu Xu sent her a message, "Wen Xi'er is getting married" next month.
I originally thought I could let it go, but after seven years, when I heard the name and the news, I couldn't stand it any longer. My eyes became moist as I recalled every bit of the past.
After half a month of long and intensive work, Xu Jing also fell ill.
This is my first time writing an article, so my writing skills are really limited. Comments are welcome.
Intention: The past that cannot be let go, regret is also a kind of life