Today, I want to say the truth.

The wheel of history is still advancing, and the long rivers of the years are still flowing, but only the memory of that period two years ago has remained unchanged, and it is covered in my heart, like clouds, and I still remember it. Every time I think of it when I am quiet and lonely, there is always a kind of helplessness and regret that can’t be said...

That year, because of my excellent performance, I was honored to be the flag-raiser at the school’s flag-raising ceremony. I was with her. At that time, she was a good friend who had nothing to say, so we wrote it together. Speeches, review each other.

Finally, I greeted the coveted Monday. Before the flag-raising ceremony was over, I rushed back to the classroom to get my speech, but I turned over the bag and couldn’t find the manuscript anyway. The content of her speech in the broadcast was exactly the same as the one I wrote! I didn’t wait for me, I had no choice but to go to the national flag with empty hands. I couldn’t say a word. At that time, raising the national flag was a very glorious and serious matter, so every flag-raiser would be loud. Lang read out the carefully prepared speeches, and I was ruined by all the honors of this matter, and I was frequently reprimanded by the teachers and cold eyes of my classmates. She also came to me and explained to me that her speech was lost on that day, and she would take my manuscript in a confused way and solemnly apologize to me. At that time, I was acting on her behavior. Feeling angry, no matter what she said, I still did not forgive her. After that, our feelings are getting weaker and lighter, and sometimes even when we meet, it is like seeing an enemy.

Later, my parents took me to Shanghai, and she seemed to have gone to other cities. Since then, we have had no news in each other's hearts. And I, in this remote land, everything is strange, even if there is no intimate friend, I began to think about her. When I am bored every day, I like to read a book quietly and lonely. Whenever I read Lu Xun, I was sighed by the intimate friends like Qu Qiubai: "When life is a confidant, when the world is the same," I began to regret it. I was filled with anger and broke my mind. I did not accept her apology and did not understand her in time. Many people are like this. When they have it, they don’t know how to cherish it. When they lose, they will regret it. This is always a tragedy.

Today, two years later, I don’t know where she is. I don’t know if she is doing well. Here, I want to tell her the truth: “I’m sorry!”

The third day: Xu Hui