365 days a year, the number of WeChat friends is 346. Generally speaking, people celebrate their birthdays every day. But among 346 friends, I can probably remember my birthday with no more than two hands.

Remember, you will say "Happy Birthday" on your birthday. If it suddenly comes to mind after the right day, it will make up the mood in time, and it is euphemistically called "your birthday is 24/48 hours longer than the actual one"; I really don't remember. When I saw it sent by the other person's own circle of friends, I would raise my hand politely and praise it, adding a polite reply without any thoughts and feelings.

What's more, I don't even want to pretend to be polite, and I don't want to be polite, because I really don't remember, and it's too expensive to express gifts across the ocean, and people who use WeChat red envelopes are not easy to use, and it's not convenient to withdraw cash. Such a flashy expression is too grandiose. Why don't I write a series of essays on "Good Girl" for everyone to read at will.

(2)

Just after her birthday, Pisces girl is studying hard for an MBA on the other side of the ocean. Let's call her "miss m" Anyway, the word "her single name" has no special meaning, just beautiful, and Miss M is also a beautiful aunt.

Miss M and I were classmates in primary school, but we never knew each other very well, because we were in different classes. Probably just passing by when the whole school is doing morning exercises collectively and getting to know each other. In the third grade, both of them are not in the same school, and there is no intersection, which is completely blank.

She was admitted to our school in high school, and we didn't really become classmates until we were divided into classes in arts and sciences. But because she is not tall, she always sits in the first three rows, and I always mix in the last three rows, so there is no deep friendship throughout high school. Anyway, it comes down to two words-unfamiliar.

Even after we graduated from high school, we didn't write any alumni records, but at that time, mobile phones were not popular, probably because we didn't say a few words anyway, and we really didn't know each other very well, so there was no need to contact each other often. I can hear some of her stories off and on. After all, the scenery in the university can easily become the talk material for class reunion: I won the National Challenge Cup for College Students, entered a Taiwanese enterprise, married a fellow student who studied abroad and taught, and got married after graduation, that's all. People who seem to have unlimited scenery, in fact, the last life trajectory has been labeled as this eternal daily label.

If life can really go on as usual, we should be grateful, because God is so blessed. Unfortunately, daily life is always nameless and will not be as easy as usual.

(3)

I met Miss M again because of a friend's wedding. At that time, I was keen on the wedding industry and thought that holding a wedding was similar to holding a large-scale event. I even thought that with the accumulated resources and contacts, plus perfect creativity and absolute execution, I could completely kill the wedding agencies with increasingly serious homogenization in the market.

Two people who don't know each other very well, * * * meet again at a good friend's wedding. This is probably the opportunity. At that time, she was still working in S city and drove back almost every week, from wedding to wedding, to life in a small city and her vision for the future. This classmate you have known for nearly 20 years has gradually become an acquaintance in every casual chat.

In the process of holding a wedding for my good friend, I learned from time to time that she had moved out of two people's homes and lived alone. After the wedding, the guests are very happy. When the crowd dispersed, I always had a picture in my mind. She sat alone on the edge of the big round table, smiling gracefully, waiting for everyone to leave together after all kinds of busy work.

Later, she spent more and more time alone, and she quickly integrated into the small group of friends around me. Beautiful, intelligent, considerate, sometimes she is an intimate elder sister who has been through it, and sometimes she is a charming little girl. In short, everyone likes her very much, and sometimes I even feel jealous that she has dumped all my friends around me.

(4)

Life has never been so dazzling as we see it. Behind the happy face is the pain that only oneself can understand. I don't ask, she doesn't say, this is a tacit understanding.

She won't tell me, not even her family and parents. She is the heroine in the life story, and she has to bear every consequence of this life accident. She is kind to protect everyone around her, but never thought about how to protect herself.

I was sitting in her car that day, and we waited for the red light at the intersection of Yijiaqiao. In the 58 seconds when the red light flashed, I listened to her story, and my lover who had been in love for ten years carried me behind my back, ending the originally peaceful daily life. She summed up all the changes and the past in these 58 seconds. When the green light was on, I clearly heard the roar of the car when it started, which was a decisive step in the throttle.

This is how the roadside scenery behind this accelerator is laid out. She resigned and bid farewell to her old boss who worked hard for eight years; She sold her house and car and bid farewell to the life she took for granted; She took the IELTS test and is going back to the campus to get the textbook. She's finally ready to start over!

(5)

Miss M and I left in the same summer vacation. That sticky and hot summer night, I was impatient with ice cream. Actually, neither of us knew what to say goodbye, but I was really sad that night. I'm sad that two people who have hardly met each other have to say goodbye again, and I'm also sad that two older young women have poor life choices.

In the eastern and western hemispheres, the time difference is reversed and each of us is buried in a new life. Even with WeChat now, we won't meet, have a drink and chat for half an hour with an impromptu invitation, as in our hometown. Only through the circle of friends, the frequency of fingertip stroking will be two seconds slower. After reading a few lines of text, no more than nine pictures at most, I know that her life is still going on.

(6)

Birthdays come every year, and life gets better every day.

Birthday has passed, and life goes on.

Life never mistreats a good girl, let alone you are so beautiful.

In memory of m.