Although it may be a bit unauthentic to say this, but ah, Ye Feng is still a little grateful for his departure, because he is gone, so on the same day, Ye Feng turned from above to below, and suddenly felt much better.

And that children's shoes, the one who had a few whole coins at once, actually moved to Ye Feng's top, uh, it made Ye Feng not quite understand.

People say he likes the upper bunk.

Ye Feng was really a little speechless, my God, why didn't you say it earlier, if you said it earlier, as for how long it took to get what you wanted?

Ye Feng had just moved below, but there was actually another person on top, which felt really weird.

Later, the two seemed to get closer invisibly, and in the end, the two became friends, and then, they were best friends.

Now that I think about it, it seems that he is the only friend in high school, after all, Ye Feng's definition of friends is very high, of course there are many classmates, but naturally there are not so many friends, and he used to have a special position for his brothers.

Later, I found out that the name was too heavy, so there was no one, only friends, and even so, there were not many who could be regarded as friends by him.

In high school, there are three, one in the first year of high school, two in the second year of high school, and two in the third year of high school, although there are two, but in the real sense, there are still three.

Ye Feng's definition of a friend has always been very high, of course, with time, it seems to have been diluted a lot, but he still stubbornly believes that his own eyes on people, at a glance, is a lifetime, what he believes is a friend who can never change for a lifetime, that's it.

Of course, initially, this was not his ideal state.

At the earliest, he felt that his friend should be like a confidant, he didn't need to say anything, just a look, he could understand you, understand your mood, all your emotions, and in turn, he was the same, he could understand everything about him, and he didn't even need to speak, and then he felt that he was indeed too naïve, that kind of relationship, how to say it, it can't be said that it doesn't exist, but ah, it's really rare, one in ten thousand, Ye Feng felt that he shouldn't be able to find a friend like that, So he gradually dispelled that thought.

Fortunately, he still has a few friends, otherwise, he might really have to doubt life.

You don't need too many friends, it's enough to have a few sincere ones, and a friendship also takes time and energy to maintain, if you can't do it, it will be difficult to maintain it in the end.

A person's life is long and short, but a person's life seems to be always very busy, how can there be so much time to be busy with this, so ah, a few are enough, and there can only be a few, if there are more, it may really be too busy.

At that time, I'm afraid it's still me who will be in trouble.

That's not great, it's completely unnecessary.

Ye Feng has already looked down on those now, what about real friends, they are really sincere, it's not that they are friends after eating a few meals and drinking a few wines, if they really have something, they can help, then they are friends.

Friend, what a beautiful word.

Ye Feng thought about it again, those people who should have been friends, but in the end became passers-by, suddenly felt that sometimes, it was really a failure, the vast sea of people, can you really meet them again, it turns out that it is really a farewell as soon as you leave the school, the world is so big, the long road of life, it is difficult to meet again.

Ye Feng also learned later, he used to think that this world was so small, mainly because the distance between them was actually so far, so theoretically speaking, it should be possible or even easy to see, but unfortunately, in the following years, I have never seen these again.

Ye Feng only learned about this later, maybe at that time, all their fate had been exhausted, so now, they are even stranger than passers-by, and there is no connection at all.

Of course, I can't complain about this, it's all myself, and I still don't know how to cherish it at the time.

Now that I think about it, I do regret it a little, and even ah, there are some people who don't seem to be able to think of their faces anymore.

Some can think of names, some can think of faces, but they can't remember names, that's it, even if he has tried hard to remember these things, but it is useless, this is completely asking for trouble for himself.

Anyway, even if you look at the graduation photos of that year, there are many names that can't be named.

Time is a knife, and their youth will be wiped out at once.

And there's not even a trace of it.

It's also very helpless, those beautiful things, will they be completely forgotten after all?

He doesn't want this, it's not what he wants, but, ah, it seems that this is not something he can decide at all, some things, really have more than enough heart and not enough power, although unwilling, can only be unwilling.

In the end, maybe even those only unwillingness will be blown away by the wind.

Now I'm afraid of this, but there is a voice in his heart telling him that it will indeed become like that.

So, he decided to do something, and although some things were destined to be powerless, he couldn't do nothing.

What should be done or what is still to be done, he decided to record all this, bit by bit, write it down, whether it is beautiful or not, as long as it has happened, it is worth recording, so that it is worthy of those people, those things, and those times.

Ye Feng didn't know when he came up with this idea, but as soon as it appeared, he couldn't calm down, no matter what, he couldn't calm down, so he could only start, start writing, start his first word, soon it was a paragraph, and then a page had been turned over, and a new page was started, he was like a robot, he couldn't stop at all.

Ye Feng had already written several pages, and in a blink of an eye, it seemed that it had just passed for a while.

When did I learn to write so fast?

This is something that I couldn't have imagined before.

I can't think about it so much right now, and I still can't seem to stop for the time being.

For example, if he stops thinking about those people and starts writing, he is actually a little curious about how much he can write.

So, in this state, the efficiency is really a bit beyond imagination, don't say that others can't believe it, even he himself was taken aback, and ah, later, he has never surpassed the speed at that time, no matter what.