Once you told me that we were best friends; Once our cat whispered in bed; Once I cried in your arms, telling my inner grievances; Once we swore to heaven that we would be friends for the rest of our lives ... I don't remember, everything has become blurred, like yesterday and the distant past.

I remember the day when we met, we were all lonely. A chat-up started our initial relationship. Like-minded, we became friends who talked about everything. At that time, it felt like an oasis appeared in the arid desert. Introverted, I began to become lively, cheerful and busy everywhere. There are more and more friends, and happiness is always around. Heart-to-heart communication has brought us closer. We often get rid of many friends and hide in the corner to chat. You told me with a smile that I was your best friend among so many good friends. I nodded like a chicken pecking at rice: "Well, me too."

From then on, we were inseparable and attracted a lot of envious eyes. I didn't expect more and more contradictions between us. My study is slightly better than yours. You always say that you envy me and ask me to help you, but I really can't. Sometimes you think I don't want to tell you this, lest you catch up with me. In the self-study class, you asked me to help you read novels, but I didn't help you. You said I wasn't a friend enough. More and more contradictions are that I think there is something wrong with our communication.

I remember that day in the examination room, you hinted that I would pass the answer to you, but I didn't think we should cheat. You ignored me after the exam. I explained it to you, but you didn't listen, and you said I was heartless. You threw me a sentence: "I didn't expect you to be such a person and still be friends." What's the use of having friends like you? " Might as well not do it! "I'm confused. Am I wrong? Tears swirled in my eyes. This is my friend?

A few days later, you had a letter sent to me. I still remember a sentence, "We are no longer friends, let's just pretend we haven't met." Is it over? Is this the end? So the once enviable friendship ended? I repeatedly asked myself, did I or you bury this friendship?