Those called friends are not passers-by

I have always thought that no matter how good some people are, if they cannot accompany me through the journey of life, then they are just passers-by. And those who are called passers-by are destined to drift away until they are finally completely forgotten in the depths of a certain memory and can never be seen again. Gradually, I discovered that my view was wrong. Those people I once called friends were not just passers-by. (br) (1) It was April Fool's Day. I was bored at home, so I opened the QQ group. I wanted to find someone to "fool" me, but I looked at the names that were becoming unfamiliar to me. I didn't know what to do. Finally, I randomly selected a friend who I hadn't contacted for a long time, almost two years. After determining the target, I opened the chat window. After a few hesitations, I finally typed two words "you are" on the conversation box with the keyboard. "You really don't know who I am?" He quickly recovered. "Well, you are?" I continued my fool's game, and the other party also fell into the trap step by step. "Okay." After those two words, there was no reply from the other side. "Who are you? Why are you ignoring me? I've deleted the person." After a few minutes, I saw no reply from the other party. I couldn't hold my breath anymore. About a while later, I received an email from the other party. When I opened it, I found that the name, gender, contact information, interests and hobbies... everything I could think of, and things I couldn't think of, were sent over. The personal information was introduced in great detail. "I just want a name, is it necessary to be so exaggerated?" "Yes, the account you are using now belongs to a good friend of mine. As long as you don't delete me from her group, I will agree to anything." A text came from the other side at a very fast speed. After reading these words, I was quite touched. I originally wanted to be "foolish" on April Fool's Day, but I didn't expect that by chance, I understood the true meaning of the word "friend". Time is not a problem, and distance is not a problem. As long as we have each other in our hearts, we still remember that there was such a person and such a friendship. It is a great beauty for both parties. At that moment, he still remembered me, but I was about to delete him from my memory, which made me feel somewhat ashamed. "Happy April Fool's Day, brother! And don't expect me to delete you!" After typing these words, I feel like the memories of the past are back: running around the campus together, watching ants move together, riding bicycles home together... I can't forget him! (br) (2) I remember it was noon one day. After lunch, I was playing with my mobile phone. I memorized the mobile phone numbers of my friends. I saw a few strange but familiar numbers. Thinking about those people, I have almost forgotten about me now. I thought, just delete the people I don't have much contact with. When I deleted a person, I accidentally pressed it by mistake. After the call was made, I hurriedly picked up the phone again, thinking, maybe they have forgotten you a long time ago. Even if they haven't, it's almost the same. What should I say when I call them. I angrily deleted the phone number, turned off the phone and went to sleep. I was woken up by a rapid knock on the door. The moment I opened the door, I was really surprised. The owner of the phone I accidentally dialed was standing in front of me, dripping with sweat, and there was a bicycle parked next to her. It was obvious that she was here in a hurry. "Is something wrong? What happened?" I looked at her sweating profusely with confusion on her face. "Shouldn't I be the one asking you? You called me and I hung up before I came to pick you up. I called you several times but you didn't answer. I thought something was wrong with you." She said to me breathlessly while wiping the sweat from her face with her sleeves. "Is it because of this? It's so simple?" I asked in surprise. "I was so sad when I saw the personalized signature in your space recently. I was worried about you, so you called me again. I remember when you were wronged, you came back and called me and said, this time I took it away before I picked you up. I was afraid you wouldn't be able to think about it..." "I'm fine, I'm really fine, come in and sit down.""Listening to what she said, I felt a little inexplicably moved in my heart, but found that she had been left outside for a long time, so I hurriedly said, "No, I'm relieved to see you're okay. I still have something to do at home, so I'll leave first. "After that, I got on my bicycle and left in a hurry. Looking at her retreating back, I felt sour but sweet in my heart. When I turned on my phone and saw the dozens of missed calls, I solemnly put her number in the friends column again, and at the same time, I also put her in my heart. This person cannot be forgotten. These are two real stories that happened to me. They changed my understanding of the word "friend" and allowed me to correctly understand what true friendship is and what a true friend is. I clearly understand that they are not passers-by in my life, they just accompany me silently in a different way. They have always been there, they have always paid attention to my joys and sorrows, and they are the most unforgettable people in my life. They are friends, lifelong friends!