Last week, Yan called and said Ping had come home. I was a bit surprised. I heard she was working in Shaanxi, so why would she come home at this time? It's not even a holiday or anything. In the evening, I had something to do and couldn't go earlier. Yan asked me to join everyone for a gathering. Another reason was that Yan had invited too many guests that night. It was the weekend, with more than ten women and children. I hate noise and don't like crowded places, so I didn't go.
That night, while I was on night shift, Ping called. We chatted for a while and I learned about her current situation. Her parents were going to Shanghai and wanted her to come back to take care of the child. She will leave when her parents return. These past few years have been tough on her. She has been working outside alone and didn't have time to take care of her child, so she had to leave him with her parents.
Ping used to be my best friend. We were together from junior high school to high school. Back in the third middle school, a boy was looking at Ping's photo album and stole one of my photos. Ping chased him for days and finally got the photo back. That really moved me! Ping, my iron sister!
There was another time during summer vacation. When I returned home from her house, she saw me off at the Yinwan Reservoir. The scene is unforgettable! There was quite a long distance from her house to the reservoir. After a reluctant farewell, she watched me walk away slowly. Even when I was far away, I could still see her small figure standing there. Sometimes I think, how many friends like this can a person encounter in a lifetime! Only at that age could we have such pure and sincere friendships!