The girl who used to be in the same class at school, the monitor, is not particularly good-looking, but she is very playful. Because at that time I was stubborn, cold-hearted, sinner-loving and fighting. She always scolds me when she is free. Over time, she is like a sworn enemy. I have been at the same table for two years. One day she suddenly dropped out of school. The reason given by the teacher is illness. While helping my mother tidy up the desk. I found a picture of me and some boys in my roommate in the book. I wrote something on the back of my head with a red pen. I secretly stayed. Go back to the dormitory at night when everyone else is sleeping. Turn on the flashlight and have a look. It is painted with a heart and a smiling expression. It says "smelly boy" below. For a moment, I seemed to know something ... Then I went to see her several times, vaguely knowing that she had leukemia. Only a year later, she left. For this reason, I secretly cried several times. It has been 2 1 year since 1998. Since she left, I have never taken the initiative to fight, admitting that I have been beaten by others, and I have never beaten others. She is buried deep in my heart, a name that only I know, but I don't want to mention it. ...