Finally, everyone in the play was led to a different fate. There are joys and sorrows, laughter and tears.
However, what remains unchanged is that the friendship between the two hostesses and Sun Nan, as always, is accompanied by safety and warmth.
They walked all the way from the lush girl, never far away, and never separated. Support each other in difficult times, share with you and me in happy times, and be with each other at every important moment of life.
How lucky we are to have such friends in life.
Looking at it, I can't help but think of my good sisters and friends who have known each other for more than 20 years.
The Last Romance, an ordinary person, is not as ups and downs as in the play, but it is also very warm and moving.
Some people are destined to be a light in life.
Last week, I got together with my old friend Lan Xin. Even though I haven't seen him for a long time, I feel warm everywhere.
Her children still like me so much and are very close to me;
Her husband's cooking is still so good, she asked him to cook my favorite dishes;
As for herself, she handed me a set of skin care products that had been stored for a long time, telling me to love myself …
I still remember when I was in primary school, I went to town to take part in an essay contest. The first time I saw her, I was attracted by her calm temperament and outstanding talent.
At that time, I found that she was a student of the same grade in the neighboring village and there was no intersection. I think the fate with her should stop here.
But fate is a wonderful thing. Some people, even if lost, will meet again in the sea of people, be bound, and then illuminate you again.
Later, when I was in junior high school, I was in different schools. In the third year, the education department stipulated that advanced classes should be integrated into one school. To my surprise, she and I were assigned to the same class and still sat in the front and back seats.
It will hit it off soon. I am lively and funny, she is quiet and thoughtful, and they are together, but there are endless topics.
We also have a diary to exchange feelings, and we will reveal our feelings in words every once in a while.
She said that she likes to read my handwriting, and like my people, she is free. Moreover, she is too introverted, and her written words are so beautiful and organized.
A year is very short. In high school, we separated again.
At that time, there was no telephone, and we occasionally wrote letters to cheer each other up and cheer each other up.
University, I don't know which school she went to, and she doesn't know where I went to.
Coincidentally, after receiving the admission notice, I called her home and found that it was actually the same school and the same department.
We spent a poor and wonderful college time by the lake in the ancient city and in the literature building.
Two people, like sisters, buy the same shoes and clothes, make an appointment to write articles on literature websites, and invite each other to eat to improve their food after earning pocket money.
I was lovelorn and she wrote me a long article to comfort me. She was very sad. I told many boring jokes to make her happy.
We filmed graduation photo together and started a new unknown journey.
In 2009, she became a Chinese teacher in a mountain village, and I went back to Changsha to do advertising planning.
These are just the beginning of life …
However. Life is never impermanent.
In that remote mountain village primary school, she met her present husband, a math teacher.
She thought that life with that boy was like this, and she came to the end with a salary of 1000.
20 1 1, by chance, she was admitted to a primary school in Changsha county.
I ended a relationship that almost talked about marriage, and at the same time bid farewell to the advertising industry and entered a public institution.
I'm glad that the distance between us has narrowed a lot. So I didn't feel much pain even if I was lovelorn at that time. With her, my heart is calm.
Only since then, she and that boy have separated and started a long-distance relationship.
Every month, the boy will climb mountains and mountains, and he will visit her three times by bus. He is also determined to get into Changsha.
As far as I know, I have run back and forth more than ten times. At the age of 27, she said she couldn't wait, and her family urged her to get married.
The boy said to give him one last chance, and if he failed in the exam again, he would give up.
20 13 summer vacation, I received a phone call from her traveling alone. She told me excitedly that her boyfriend was finally admitted to a school in Lugu, Hexi.
I was crossing a grand canyon and standing at the highest point of the mountain. I suddenly cried, so happy for them.
It was also that autumn, in her favorite season, that they got married and lived in their own small house.
Husband's school has a two-hour bus ride from home, and she travels back and forth every day, but she is particularly happy and satisfied.
At the age of 28, I thought she could be a happy baby mother, but fate played a shocking joke on her. The baby died of severe suffocation during childbirth, and she was born seven days later.
I went to see her, but she still greeted me with a smile without any tears in her eyes.
The more she is like this, the more distressed I am, holding her and crying.
I know that she is kind and strong by nature, and she has to pretend to be "I'm fine, nothing" no matter how hard it is. But the pain of losing a child, for a woman, is comparable to killing her.
I want to do something for her …
People who have never cried in the dark are not enough to talk about life.
In those days, I just wanted to accompany her until dawn, waiting for a beautiful flower.
20 15 On New Year's Day, I took her to Guilin to play.
This is her first real trip. For so many years, being busy with life made her forget that there is another beautiful world outside.
We stayed in a quiet hotel for three days, visited the picturesque Lijiang River, drank cocktails in pubs, met romantic street music on the slate road in Yangshuo West Street, and listened to the thoughts of travelers from all walks of life ...
Everything becomes very slow, very slow. She said that at first she suddenly saw what life was like.
The two of us stood in the cold wind on the street corner and smiled at each other. It's great that the wind is blowing and she is alive again.
The next year, she soon got pregnant again and gave birth to a daughter. She is still so indifferent, instead of crying with joy, she just smiles.
On the contrary, her husband came out of the delivery room with tears in his eyes and choked up. Because, he felt that this moment was hard-won.
She was moved by their persistence and sympathy along the way, so she named her daughter "Yimo".
This girl named dog, born in the most ordinary family, has the most precious significance in this world …
She always says thank you for being with her, taking her out of the haze and telling her that life has different ways; For more than 30 years, I am the only sincere friend.
Actually, I put her in the softest place in my heart. Her kindness to me is countless. Let me stay in the deep sea of memory.
Today, her child is 4 years old. She said: the baby went to kindergarten, and I was finally at leisure. You can take me out to travel again in the future.
I said, ok, ok, let's go shopping and eat together when the epidemic subsides.
She smiled and said, don't just focus on distance anyway. After all these years, it's time for you to find a partner. I hope you can get the best happiness …
After hearing what she said, I was both moved and helpless. I told her half jokingly: If I meet a good man like your husband, I will marry, haha.
At that moment, the laughter of the two people was full of winter sunshine. Once again, we became each other's light.
My relationship with her started quietly 20 years ago. After 20 years, it still smells like her …
Thanks to the years and the waves,
Helped me leave you precious.
(I think the movie version of Lock Lock and Sun Nan are too beautiful and loving, so I used their pictures in the article, hehe ~)