I only remember your goodness.

Nothing much," I said.

On the first day of my first year of high school, when I saw this name posted on the class roster outside the classroom, I thought it was someone with the same name and surname. However, as soon as he walked into the classroom, I recognized him at first glance. He had grown taller, but his appearance hadn't changed much at all, exactly the same as the face in my memory.

I called Xiao Ya again, and Xiao Ya said, "In that case, Mo Jie is a very sentimental guy. You should tell him the story of your childhood. He will definitely remember it. This way, you can properly provoke Ji Jia."

Mo Jie also saw all of this. In his hand, he was holding a box of Haagen-Dazs ice cream. I knew it must be for Ji Jia.

Mother likes to affectionately touch Mo Jie's head, take off his dirty clothes and wash them clean, let him wear my floral coat and sit on the floor to play with me. Mom said, "Xiao Sha, you don't have a father anymore, having a caring brother is also good."

I finally breathed a sigh of relief when I was admitted to the best high school in the city. Unfortunately, Xiaoya didn't make it. But what I never expected was that Mo Jie would be in the same class as me!

No need. I said, "I will never mention it again."

Midterm Exam, Mo Jie firmly holds the first place. I have moved up from the twenties when I first entered the exam to the ninth place, with eight people still between Mo Jie and me. The closest to him is Ji Jia, who is the monitor of our class. She is an outstanding girl in every aspect. The monitor was elected, and I remember her campaign speech the most. It was fluent and received applause from the audience. I couldn't help but vote for her.

I have been crying non-stop. I cried so much that my mother felt embarrassed. She said, "Alright, alright, Xiaosha, you can't cry when moving house!"

Due to relying on a memory that only I remember, I have grown up.

No. I said, "He doesn't remember me at all. When the teacher called my name, he didn't even blink."

He turned around and saw me, his eyes filled with confusion. I met his gaze, hoping he would call out my name. But he didn't. He hesitated for a moment, then turned and started chatting with his classmates.

What's wrong? He asked me, "Is the amount of money not right?"

While I was reading this letter, Moje walked up to me and said, "Li Sha, you haven't paid your data fee."

The essay was written fairly smoothly. I was the first one to hand in my paper and leave the classroom. When I reached the school gate, I suddenly saw a young man tinkering with a Moje bicycle on the side of the street. I looked around but didn't see Moje.

Mo Jie wrote in the greeting card: "Wishing Li Sha progress in studies. From your friend, Mo Jie."

That is an expensive data fee for me. I nervously folded the letter and dared not look at Mo Jie with my head down.

"I said, 'I don't know,' 'your mother is so kind.'"

To grow up and bravely face all the ups and downs of life, is this not enough?

In elementary and middle school, apart from Xiaoya, I didn't have any other friends because they all looked down on my poor family. All my knowledge about trends and fashion was passed on to me by Xiaoya. The rest of the time, I was studying hard because I knew that only through studying could I change my destiny.

Yes. I said calmly, "This is enough."

During the essay competition, the exam was held in another school. While I was on the bus, I saw Moje riding a bike with Jijia. They were riding the bike unsteadily. It was a new Giant racing bike. I felt a little sad and thought that Moje and I were destined to be people from two different worlds. The happiness of childhood is just a warm illusion.

In the future, Mo Jie still rarely talks to me at school. There are rumors about me among classmates, saying that although I appear quiet on weekdays, I am actually a very calculating girl. Many classmates keep their distance from me, so I have never had many new friends. When the New Year came and greeting cards were flying everywhere, I only received two cards. One was from Xiao Ya, and the other was from Mo Jie.

High school life is so plain. Days pass by one after another. Without Xiaoya, I fell into loneliness again. Everyone thinks I'm a strange and unapproachable girl who doesn't like to dress up, can't understand anime, and doesn't know how to use the internet, only knows how to read books. I'm really working hard on my studies, secretly hoping that one day I will surpass Mo Jie. Maybe he will notice me and remember some details about me when I was five or six years old. That would be enough for me, along with my books.

He actually doesn't remember me, but I have always remembered him.

Mojie ran over and bent down to help me up from the ground, saying, "Are you okay?"

Mojie was my neighbor when I was a child, and he was only one month older than me. Every evening back then, I often hadn't finished dinner yet when he would come knocking on my door. As soon as the door opened, he would rush in like a little soldier, his voice getting louder and louder, saying, "Xiaosha, come out! I caught a little sparrow for you to play with."

When it was evening, I went to Xiaoya's house to borrow money. Xiaoya and I hadn't seen each other for a long time, and we hugged tightly. I told Xiaoya that I didn't want to owe her, and I didn't want to lose face in front of her. Xiaoya took out her pocket money and gave it to me. Her monthly pocket money was more than my mother's salary. However, she was not arrogant in front of me at all. She truly treated me as a good friend, not out of pity. I am extremely grateful for this.

Okay, " he said, "I'll cover for you first, the teacher is pushing me. You need to have a better memory in the future!" After saying that, he hurriedly left, and my "no" hadn't even had a chance to be spoken.

Or: "Xiao Sha Xiao Sha, my dad bought a new cartoon, come, come, come to my house to watch!"

Mother Moje struggled to pull him away from Zhou Xiaopang.

Yes. Mojie also said like an adult: "Xiaosha, you can't cry when moving."

Tomorrow," I said with difficulty.

No problem! I patted my skirt and prepared to leave, but my knee was hurting so much that I could hardly stand steady. Moje helped me and my face turned red in an instant.

Early the next morning, I arrived at the school very early. There was only me in the classroom. Mo Jie was the second to arrive. He saw that I still had no expression on my face, sat down, and started to read very seriously. It was on that day that the teacher announced that Mo Jie was the study committee member. Because he had entered this school with the highest score, I felt somewhat comforted. It seemed that he was indeed as excellent as I had imagined, a good male student.

No, no, no.He lowered his head and looked at the money in his hand, while I was about to say something. Jijia and a few girls came in, laughing and joking. When they walked by my side, she said coldly, "Please move aside."

In life, she also got along well with Mo Jie. They were desk mates. I once saw Mo Jie wiping the table for her. After so many years, he is still such a caring boy. My nose feels sour, and I bury my head on the table.

I couldn't wait to call Xiaoya after school to tell her about this matter. She exclaimed, "That's great, that's great. Have you ever cried your heart out?"

When our family moved, I cried my heart out. Mom sold our house and bought a very small suite in the suburbs, which is closer to her workplace and can save some money. This is mainly because I am about to start elementary school, and Mom has started to get sick, and it is said that it will cost a lot of money to treat her illness. On the day when the big truck came to haul the furniture, Moje stood silently under the tree in the yard. Finally, he ran upstairs and threw a pile of toys onto the truck. He said to me, "Xiaosha, I can't play with you anymore. You can play with these toys." On the day when the big truck came to haul the furniture, Moje stood silently under the tree in the yard. Finally, he ran upstairs and threw a pile of toys onto the truck. He said to me, "Xiaosha, I can't play with you anymore. You can play with these toys."

"Ah." Little Ya said, "Xiao Sha, you must be feeling very sad."

I wrote a very long letter to Xiaoya on that day, and I only confided my thoughts to her. I remember Xiaoya once said that I am a girl who appears calm on the surface but has a turbulent inner world. Only Xiaoya understands my heart. I told her that I am jealous of a girl named Jijia, and this jealousy makes me feel extremely unlovable.

We were classmates in primary school? Mo Jie scratched his head and said, "Maybe we were in different classes? I really can't remember. I'm truly sorry."

Thank you, fate, for giving me the chance to reunite with Mojie. The past is like smoke, perhaps Mojie doesn't remember anything anymore, but for me, it's no longer important.

Do you not remember? I asked him.

I am determined to forget.

I think I can't bear to forget. Since leaving Moje, no one has been as good to me as my brother.

He said impatiently, "What's wrong with you?"

The next day, I was still the first one to arrive in the classroom, thank goodness. Moje was still the second one. I walked up to him, handed him the money, and he hesitated for a moment before accepting it, with no smile on his face.

I smiled while carrying him, but in fact, there is one more thing I want to say. That is, "I only remember your goodness."

I jumped onto the podium and wrote stroke by stroke: "Wishing everyone progress in their studies!"

The next morning was New Year's Day. Mojie arrived earlier than me and wrote four strong and powerful words on the blackboard with colored pens: Happy New Year! Then he shouted at me, "Li Sha, come and write too. Everyone should write a sentence!"

He was obviously startled, got on the car and wanted to escape. I don't know where the courage came from, took a big step forward, grabbed the back of the car, and shouted loudly: "Get off, this is someone else's car!"

Is one greeting card enough? Xiao Ya asked.

"That's right," Moje said behind me, "Li Sha, you should be more cheerful."

Guessing. I quickly said.

Yes. I said, and after saying that, I hung up the phone because I really wanted to cry.

Ji Jia walked out at this moment, and she looked at the two of us in surprise. Mo Jie quickly handed me the ice cream in his hand and said, "Here, have it. Are you really okay?"

Meeting with Moje was something I never expected to happen no matter what.

Little Ya quickly replied, saying: "Xiao Sha, the beauty of childhood can never be regained. You can't always dwell in the past. You should be happier and not make me worry."

How do you know? Mo Jie asked me.

In my memory, those were the last words that Mo Jie said to me. I don't know how I can remember my childhood so clearly. Every time I talk about Mo Jie with my good friend Xiao Ya, she would say, "Xiao Sha, I have forgotten all about my childhood, how are you like a computer?"

My heart sank to the bottom of the valley in an instant.

Thank you, you are really brave," said Mo Jie. "If the car is lost, my mother will definitely scold me to death."

The city's essay competition, the teacher assigned me to participate with Jia Ji, which I never thought of. The teacher publicly praised me in class and read one of my exercises, praising my quick thinking, innovative ideas, and beautiful language. The article I wrote was about my childhood life, in which I mentioned Mo Jie, but didn't use his name. When the teacher read that part, my heart tightened. I was afraid that Mo Jie would remember something, but also afraid that he wouldn't remember anything. I was so silly. The article I wrote was about my childhood life, in which I mentioned Mo Jie, but didn't use his name. When the teacher read that part, my heart tightened. I was afraid that Mo Jie would remember something, but also afraid that he wouldn't remember anything. I was so silly.

No one has entered the classroom all along. The morning sunlight pours in through the window, covering the ground. I look at the face that was once so familiar and warm in my childhood, but now it has become cold and distant. I want to walk away, but I can't move my feet.

My kindergarten is only twenty meters away from my home. It is a private kindergarten because my mother doesn't have the money to send me to a public kindergarten. Besides, my mother works far away and cannot pick me up from school on time. Every day, Mo Jie's mother goes to the public kindergarten to pick up Mo Jie first, and then she takes Mo Jie by the hand to pick me up. I'm not afraid of waiting. What I fear the most is Zhou Xiaopang. When the teacher is not around, he would pull my braids and make me spin around. But one time, Mo Jie saw it and rushed up like a little leopard, fiercely pressing Zhou Xiaopang to the ground, and scolded him harshly, saying, "See if you dare to bully Xiao Sha again! See if you dare to bully Xiao Sha again!" While saying this, he used his hands to fiercely spank Zhou Xiaopang's buttocks.

I couldn't help but blurt out his name: "Mojie!"

I am very clear that if it weren't for the warm and beautiful memories that Moje brought me, I might not have had the courage to embrace the arrival of each new day, year after year. Because in the second grade of primary school, my mother fell ill and passed away. My uncle, who was already very poor, adopted me, but he treated me very badly. In the long nights, I would touch the toys that Moje gave me and tell myself that there are still people in this world who love and care for me, and that I must be strong. My uncle, who was already very poor, adopted me, but he treated me very badly. In the long nights, I would touch the toys that Moje gave me and tell myself that there are still people in this world who love and care for me, and that I must be strong.

I turned around and quickly walked away.

Hello! I instinctively shouted at the young man and asked, "What are you doing?"

I just realized that I was standing next to her seat, and I hurried back to my own seat. In that moment, I saw Mo Jie pulling out a chair for Ji Jia, and Ji Jia was smiling even more brightly than the sunshine outside the window.

After that, Zhou Xiaopang would avoid me whenever he saw me, and I felt proud to the point of risking my life.

"You're really good at guessing," Moje said, "I've been with your classmate for so long, it seems like I still don't know you well. I've always been curious about the fact that on the first day of school, you seemed to have called my name. Have we met somewhere?"

He was still desperately riding forward, dragging me along for about ten meters. But I never let go. People around us all turned to look over here. Some started shouting. Finally, he abandoned the bike and ran away.

I shed tears when I saw the word "friend".