Today's stranger is yesterday's dearest so-and-so.
It is easy to change, but it is said that the heart is changeable. I am not worthy of the word "brother" that I said at the beginning.
at the end of last year, I tied my shoes in the underpass at the east gate and suddenly felt a huge shadow standing in front of me.
I looked up a tall and strong chengguan, staring at me with round eyes.
I looked around and found it baffling.
"Big Brother, I'll tie a shoelace and it won't affect the appearance of the city."
"Yanjing? Haha, it's your boy, isn't it? " The chengguan suddenly laughed and narrowed his eyes to reveal his gums.
this familiar smile, such as Spark, pops up in the memory of the little fat man I abandoned.
"Boro?!"
after many years, we were caught in the joy of being reunited.
2.
"Brothers meet, three bowls of wine! Yo, yo, hey! " Paolo sang loudly at the barbecue stand without warning, causing a flicker of sideways glances.
"what are you doing? You scared me. " The glass I had just raised parked awkwardly in mid-air.
"I'm glad to meet my old brother!" When you drink a long song, look up at the bright moon in the sky! " Boro laughed so much that his gums showed again.
"you will pretend less literature and art, what a stupid poem!"
"Ha -"
under the bright moon, at the barbecue stand, we drank and laughed and recalled the past two years of junior high school.
Paolo was my best friend in junior high school. It is no exaggeration to say that he once rushed to defend me when I encountered blackmail from unhealthy young people in society, and said to me solemnly and solemnly, "leave me alone, you go first." Eighteen years later, we will still be brothers! "
my eyes filled with tears, watching his pudgy figure being knocked down by the other side's backhand, I really couldn't run away.
seeing the enemy approaching, as soon as it was too late, my CD cooled and immediately activated the advantage of my loud voice to open the hymn of buff-- Hope.
"get up, people who don't want to be slaves, build our flesh and blood into our new Great Wall! When the Chinese nation comes to the last moment, everyone can't wait to send out the final roar! get up! get up! get up!
Paolo, stand up, and let's fight him together! He's still a good brother after 18 years, damn it!
soon some passers-by gathered around in the distance, and the bad young man spit and ran away with cruel words.
from then on, I thought our friendship was stronger than gold. Until the division of classes.
3.
although Boro is short and fat, he is a football master. Influenced by the animation of "Young Football player", he began to practice his football skills crazily at an early age, and it is a mystery that he loves sports so much and is so fat.
Paolo, who is lazy and stupid in his studies, becomes a smart and happy teenager in the setting sun whenever the bell rings and runs on the court.
during a football match, there was heavy rain in the middle of the day. Boro, who was speeding with the ball, roared past the people and went straight to the front of the restricted area. Like a flexible Ankang fish in the water, the unity of heaven and earth with open teeth and claws.
in the torrential rain, his speeding figure in the setting sun is like a silhouette in my memory.
throughout the first and second years of junior high school, we were almost inseparable. His parents divorced, and his father was said to be an asshole, often without a meal. I often invite him to my house for dinner, read comics and play games.
after a final exam, Boro was having dinner at my house. My father casually asked me how I did in the exam. I said it was all right, the top three.
my father asked Paul again that he always thought my friend was also good at learning. Paul hesitated and said, "mid-stream."
during the teacher's home visit, the unopen-eyed young headteacher said to my father, your son is a good boy, that is, he is always mixed up with poor students, and be careful not to be spoiled.
then my father realized that Boro was the bad student in the teacher's mouth.
from then on, my father wouldn't let me call Boro home for dinner. I couldn't beat him and said bitterly, "Brothers don't care about grades!"
my father said faintly: you don't care, but society does. In ten years, you're still brothers, and I'll apologize to you.
I patted my chest: we are going to be brothers for life!
4.
I have been fond of reading since childhood. I often go to Xinhua Bookstore. Once I went to the bookstore with Bao Luo, watching a set of Chinese Children's Encyclopedia, which contains all kinds of interesting knowledge. I liked it at first sight. I looked at it for a long time, looked at the price on the back, and stuck out my tongue, which was too expensive for me at the age of 14.
"do you want it?" Boro asked me.
"Yes, but I can't afford it. This set is so expensive."
"I'll give you a gift for your birthday next month."
", forget it, you don't have any money either."
"I'll think of something."
Poirot's eyes are too small to see the seriousness in his eyes, so I take it as if I have heard of it.
on his birthday a month later, however, he secretly called me to an alley and handed me his schoolbag, revealing a corner of a full set of four-volume Encyclopedia of Chinese Children.
"well, I'm a man of my word." Boro touched his nose and grinned. I have an inexplicable uneasiness.
"it's very expensive. You don't have enough to eat yourself, so there's no point in it."
"Don't worry about it. I always eat yours. I also know what it means to be grateful."
at that time, I was so moved that I didn't think about the reason behind it at all.
after that, Baoluo would give me some books I like every once in a while. What impressed me most was Han Han's "Triple door", which he gave me, which is still there today.
until one day, before the summer vacation in the second year of junior high school, the headteacher called Boro and me to the office with a serious look on his face.
it turns out that he stole all the books that Polo gave me. After several times, the people in the bookstore were alarmed, and finally, they were caught in the act and notified the school.
We were reprimanded by the headteacher, and the headteacher said to me with regret: "you are someone who wants to take a key high school. How can you be held back by him? there is a stain so young that your life will be ruined later." Stealing is a crime! "
"teacher, Yan Jing doesn't know anything. I don't know. I'm cheap, and I carry everything by myself."
I looked at Boro with a righteous face, and I couldn't say whether I was moved or sad. I only think that I may know him too little. I only know that his family is not well-off, does not like to study, likes football, and occasionally fights, but does not know that he will still steal things.
he, who never liked reading, went so far as to steal books for my hobby. But did he think that I would be happy to do so?
when I came out of the office, I yelled at him angrily, "I don't have any money and I don't want anything you stole. I burn these books when I go back. I feel sick when I see them!"
Borough bowed his head, looked at my angry expression, whispered sorry, turned, and walked away step by step.
at that moment, I calmed down as if I had vaguely seen an invisible wall that had gradually risen between us.
after that day, I began to alienate him, and he gradually felt it. Gradually stopped coming to me.
in the summer exam, I went to the top class, and he stayed in the original class. The new class made new friends and made every effort to prepare for the exam. I was overwhelmed by my studies every day. Only occasionally when I passed through the playground, did I see Ankang fish still running in the setting sun? I stopped shouting for him and thought about tomorrow's quiz. We left silently
5.
the first meal when we were reunited with Paolo, we chatted happily, talked about the current situation of our former classmates, and sighed that life was like a dream.
asked him how he was working as a chengguan. He told me that after graduating from junior high school, he became an apprentice in a mold factory. Later, he studied as a cook and worked on a construction site, but he did not do it for a long time. In the past two years, he became a chengguan under the introduction of relatives. There is no formal establishment, but it is just a common temporary worker in the news.
"how about this job of chengguan?"
"as far as I know, chengguan are urban hooligans in everyone's minds."
"it's not easy."
"is football still playing?"
"I used to go to school to play football, but then the doorman refused to let me in because he thought I was a bad youth in society."
I don't know what to say. I always feel that no matter how to respond. We can only drink silently and chat about innocuous topics.
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6.
We just got together a few times, and soon we ran out of memories, and we no longer have an intersection of current events. Often talking, it froze there.
he is getting farther and farther away from the little fat man who loves to laugh in my memory, and he always complains about society with a dirty word in just three sentences. What he talks about most is nothing more than amusing affairs between colleagues and bad things at work, while I can only accompany him to drink and talk and laugh insincerely.
then I got busy with my own business, so I didn't go out to drink and eat much. Even if I was free, I was either preparing lessons or writing articles, so I didn't want to go to the appointment. He called me several times and I declined, but never called me again.
months have passed, and I seem to have forgotten this occasional old friend.
Last weekend night, on my way back from a salon for a walk, I was talking and laughing with my companions when I saw two chengguan-looking people in front of me blushing with a group of Sing disabled people.
"The chengguan are bullying people again. Ah, official hooligans are arrogant. "
seeing that the chengguan had begun to push and jostle, and we were getting closer and closer, I realized that one of the tall ones was Boro.
Paolo saw me, too, with a complicated look in the corner of his eye, and he stopped pushing and shoving.
I want to wave my hand and say to him that hi, is handy, but he stays disobediently in his crotch pocket, pretending not to know him with an unnatural look in his eyes.
Borough seemed to see the meaning of my look, bowed his head, and didn't turn over. He lit a cigarette and went in the other direction, leaving another surprising voice of the chengguan, "Boro, where are you going?"
"It must be embarrassing to see us coming." The companion thinks he is wise.
look at the bright moon in the distance, and a burst of sadness comes from it.
Eighteen years have not yet come, but my once closest brother has become stingy in greeting.
I thought of patting my chest and telling my dad that we were going to be brothers for life, and I felt like a hammer buzzing in my heart.
I stood still, watching the heavy figure of Boro slowly leaving, and remembering his flexible posture when he was a teenager.
I think that even if we meet again, he will never smile at me again.
wait for things to change, but the hearts of the people are like those who have passed away. The heart is changeable. I am not worthy of the word "brother" that I said at the beginning.