classmate

Your novel reminded me to remember another boy I never mentioned before who was my high school classmate too.

I was preparing for TOEFL when I studied in the hospital. There were not very much material available to study at that time. So I wrote a letter to one of my classmates in high school for help, who was studying in TsingHua University. I believed he must have lots of material to shell with me.

He received my letter, and then brought lots of material to my hospital for me. I didn’t see him for a long time----about 4or 5 years. But I thought he did not change very much. He was riding a bike, with T-shirt, trunk, and running shoes, just like a university student, actually he just graduated from university. I was not very familiar with him in my class, my seat was quite far away from his in high school, even I couldn’t remember I talk with him when we were classmates.

We were walking in the garden, talking about how to prepare the test, and he told me he just graduated from TsingHua, and got a good job in FESCO.

Several weeks later, he brought more material to my home, we talked and talked till midnight. He was that kind of full of energy, confidence young boy, fresh, pure, now we call these kind of boys “sunny boy”. I liked to see his shining eyes and smiling face, although he was neither tall nor handsome at all.

One day in summer vacation he called me to ask me to go to another classmate’s home. When we got to the apartment building, he suddenly recognized that he forgot to bring the address, and he couldn’t remember the apartment number, so he apologized to me that he had to leave me there waiting for him, and he had to ride back home to take the address.

I was not upset at all, actually I felt he acted as a little happy boy. So I was waiting there till he brought the address. When we came into that classmate’s home , I found there were several boys over there, but there was no girl except me. They played Majiang for a long time. I didn’t know how to play, so I was just sitting there watching them playing. I left when it was almost six o’clock, I wished he could go with me, but he didn’t, and I didn’t ask him.

You guys can see by that time, although he was 24, he was just a young boy instead of a mature man. And I was not a mature woman either, I liked him, because I didn’t feel very much stress when I was with him, and I didn’t need to make-up or dress up to go out with him.

A couple of months later, I asked him to come to my home, because my parents’ friend’s daughter wanted to apply for a position in FESCO, she needed help. That boy came to my home, helped the girl to improve her resume, gave her some advice about interview. When the girl left, he told me that he changed his job from Misbishi to IBM, and told me some interesting stories about his job and his business trip, I loved to hear about that, so we talked a lot.

At the following days I missed him occasionally, I knew he had a good job, and he would have good future for sure, and I liked him. I should have been more active, like I should have called him, but I never did. At that time I was spoiled by boys, I never called boys, I was afraid to let him know I was missing him.

Several months later, I suddenly received his call, we chatted a while, then I asked him if he had a girl friend, he said not yet, but he fell in love with a girl, but he didn’t know what that girl think about him…he said that the girl’s heart just liked the cloud in the sky…Over the phone his voice sounded quite shy and blurry which was not his style. And then he asked me if I had a boy friend, I said yes------I just began with my husband at that time.

When I hanged up the phone, I felt a little bit upset, he fell love with another girl, I thought, she must be his colleague …there were so many smart and beautiful girls working in FESCO, compared to them, I was nothing.

I never hear from him from then.