Life has a confidant, is enough
When I revisited my childhood once again, it dawned on me that childhood friendships are the most treasured.
When I revisited my childhood once again, it dawned on me that childhood friendships are the most treasured.
"Listening to the sleeping night, lonely and unoccupied street ......" the phone rang suddenly, but not in the hands of the "flying words", casually fished up the phone placed aside, the original is a text message, but the number is extremely strange, " I was about to throw the phone to the bed, but my eyes inadvertently swept the text message content: Ruby, hug for comfort. A line of seemingly incomparable childish words, but I moved a beat, my mind came up with doubts. The nickname between friends when they were young, a "stranger" how would know? After a few moments of confusion, I called the number: "Hello, who is this?" When I answered the phone, I couldn't wait to ask the question in my mind, and when I said the words, the phone was silent at the other end, just when I thought it was a prank from a friend who had nothing better to do than to eat, the other end came lightly with a name that crossed the century, making me extremely familiar and unfamiliar, when it came through the layers of obstacles between my ears, my hand shook, the phone directly The actual "fall" on the bed, a drop of tears of joy or sadness from my cheeks.
In a flash, the past came crashing down on me. I was five years old, and she was only six, but she was too mature for that little adult look. As a child, our two families were family friends and lived close to each other, so I was inseparable from her. I remember that time, my aunt and mother went out shopping. I was very naughty at that time. When my mom and aunt left, I pampered her and asked her to play a game of splash. In the winter months, playing with water, which is purely not what sick people will do, the young she can understand this, but I can not do, as soon as I heard the disagreement, the fire "miso" wildly, ignoring her so-called axiom, wearing slippers feet directly on the sofa cushions, left stomp a foot, right kick, placed on the sofa shaker directly I was able to get a foot to fly a hundred thousand miles away, "ping, ping, ping" remote air device by my invincible flying shadow leg wounded that is a miserable ah, two batteries were forced to separate the "mother", each bounce, hit the wall issued by the heartbreaking sound are as if in The sound of tearing into the wall seems to tell of my brutality. She heard the sound and ran out of the room in a panic, and when she saw this scene, her face suddenly became colorful. After a long time, she bent down and picked up the batteries and the crumbs of the "mother" that were still rolling around and put them on the table, staring at them in disbelief, not knowing what to do. When it really is a coincidence, Mom and Auntie just came back, Mom's face instantly darkened into a blacker face than the bottom of the pot, with a look at me and her with the eyes of a criminal. I was extremely disturbed by my mother's gaze that could put people to death, hanging my head and fiddling with the corner of my coat, my mouth spilling out in a mosquito-like voice: "Yes". She interrupted me when I said, "I broke it, it has nothing to do with Ruby." Now I have forgotten how she was scolded at the time, only clearly remember, that she was "fixed" after, but also laughing at me, comfort me.
When I picked up the phone, her voice came again "Ruby, what's wrong? Half a day not to me." The slightly petulant and angry words made my nose sour, and I hastily covered my mouth and nose and said in a hoarse voice with a tremor: "Tracey, how are you doing?" "What else, Ruby, I'm at the KFC on Zhongshan Road, do you want to come?" "Well, I'll be right there."
I've been apprehensive about walking down Zhongshan Road since we parted ways four years ago, she and I have gone our way down the sunny road. No more communication. The night we met will be what scene. I can't help but laugh at myself when she and I are so raw, but also, four years ago, that incident, has long built a door in front of me, four years, I make the end unwilling to reach out and push open the door. I still remember four years ago she inadvertently broke the limited edition poster that was given to me by a good friend, the poster is precious in my heart, not to mention that there is a star signature. I was furious, "down" is not merciful, not only in front of the elders but also to her fists and kicks, my thighs were kicked black and blue. From then on, there is no good look for her, every time we meet is a mouthful, picking out what she does not like to scold. But she made the end silent, let me unreasonable vindictive behavior, every time is infinitely tolerant, until today I still find it strange, she time and again bitter smile and shake his head to clean up the mess, never scold and tell.
"Ruby, this way." She waved at me, and I turned around to see her sitting by the window. She hadn't seen me in four years and she had changed a lot. "Ruby, goodbye." A word that dispelled the apprehension I had when I arrived, I smiled and said, "Tracey, it's been a long time." "No, try this I remember you love this the most." Looking at the coffee that she pushed in front of me, I dipped a sip and savored it, as if I had gone back to the first time I drank coffee, that day, she made me a cup of water the same color as Chinese medicine, I curiously asked her what it was, she made me drink it before telling me, I had no choice but to taste a sip, I was hooked and thus became obsessed with coffee. The coffee was stirred by me and made waves, just like my heart.
The early lights, watching her disappear in the river of people disappeared, I smiled. Life has a confidant, enough.
About the Creator
Kathleen R Sikorski
A funny literary man


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