To tell the truth, I have always felt that death is a very distant thing for me. It never occurred to me that a living person who was together yesterday was separated by yin and yang in a blink of an eye.
I remember that day, he just fell in love, and his girlfriend was my best friend. I introduced them together at first. Because I trust him, we have been in the same school since primary school. I was sad when they separated, but my best friend made up his mind and I didn't say anything more.
At that time, he invited some friends to drink and kept asking me to come over. I didn't go, because I had to go on a business trip in other places temporarily, so I told him to drink less and go home early.
Naturally, he didn't listen and finally drank himself unconscious.
In the meantime, he called me, and I kept crying on the phone, saying that I loved her so much and why she left me. I don't know how to persuade him, but I keep saying that he should go home early.
After hanging up the phone, I called his home, and his father said to pick him up by car, so I was relieved.
But unexpectedly, before his father arrived, he drove away by himself, saying that he would go to my best friend and ask her why she broke up. A group of people in the same trade had drunk almost enough, and some of them were still awake and did not stop him.
Finally, I ran into the flower bed on the side of the road without wearing my seat belt. People flew out and bled to death.
His family almost collapsed, and my best friend has been blaming himself and almost depressed.
Life comes and goes, and the future is not long at all. Cherish the present and encourage each other.