I once had a very good friend. She is a very lively and lovely girl, but she thinks a lot about a very emotional girl at midnight. At that time, my classmates said that I looked like her. We are so good that we buy the same clothes and shoes, regardless of our parents' opposition, buy the same bicycles, distribute leaflets to educational institutions to earn money together, secretly buy air tickets to Shenyang together, try on clothes in other people's fitting rooms together, take crazy photos together and do crazy things together. One of them was when the second year of high school started last semester. We cut our hair very short, so short that it was above our ears, which surprised many students.
It's really crazy Later, she broke up with her boyfriend and was in a bad mood. Finally, one day, we had a quarrel over a trivial matter, and our relationship went downhill from then on. Slowly, we separated, no longer wearing the same clothes, no longer talking to each other easily, like half strangers. It's strange and a pity.
I often pay attention to her. I can feel that she has been paying attention to me, but I can't go back. Just last month, I met her on the train. Now she has a boyfriend who loves her very much in college. They are very happy. After a brief chat, I got out of the car and couldn't stay any longer. I stood in the smoking area until I got off the bus, and I didn't even say goodbye when I got off the bus. I feel horrible.
As for why I want to go back to 17, because in the next few years, I understand a truth. If I really want to be friends with a person, I must be a steady stream of water. I can't pour all my sense of humor into the same person in a short time. In this case, there will be no gap between them until I get a new growth. Just like two trains meet, the closer they get, the faster they get. On the contrary, there is a force to push them out and keep one. I also met my favorite friend in college. Like her, she is very emotional and likes to think a lot. This time, I choose to leave room. I am not far from her. Maybe I won't be the so-called best friend, so I won't part first.