For many years, I have carried my disabled classmate to school, but now he is a cadre and no longer asks for help
I am in my fifties and my surname is Liu. This is a story between me and a classmate with a disability, when I first started school.
At that time, a village lady approached me and asked me to carry her son to school. The son's name was Liu Yongjun, and he was disabled. It is said that when he was two years old, he accidentally injured the sciatic nerve while receiving an injection in the clinic, and since then he has been unable to walk normally and has become paralyzed. Although he has a physical defect, he has a high level of intelligence, and he is the first in his grade in every exam, so I am willing to carry him to and from school, and I feel that I have won an honor.
Although Liu Yongjun cannot walk, he can crawl. When the weather was nice, he would let me put him down and crawl a short distance on my own. Despite his good grades, there are still many classmates who sneer at him.
As time passed, the relationship between me and Liu Yongjun gradually sprouted. If someone bullies him, I will protect him like his brother. Because we share the same surname, many people think that we are brothers.
We are inseparable and have become a sight on campus. One classmate said, "You two are like one person!" "That's right, our relationship is true! Liu Yongjun needs my help in every aspect of his life, because I am his legs.
The days passed, and before I knew it, thirty years had passed. Liu Yongjun studied diligently, and won the third place in the county in the high school entrance examination, and was admitted to a secondary school. And I only have a beginner's Chinese certificate.
When Liu Yongjun went to secondary school, his father and I saw him off and bought him a wheelchair. Before parting, we hugged each other and I blessed him. In the thirty years since, we haven't seen each other again.
I started working part-time, moving between several cities. Later, he got married and had children and moved to Qingdao. At first, I worked as a flow worker, and through hard work, I was promoted to team leader and workshop director. In July 2014, I became the manager of the manufacturing department, and my life gradually improved.
I rarely go back to my hometown, and I learned about Liu Yongjun through my parents. It is said that after graduating from secondary school, he was assigned to work in the Jinan Disabled Persons' Federation in Shandong Province and had a good life. It's been 30 years since we've seen each other.
In May 2017, a junior high school student set up a class WeChat group, and I was also pulled in. This allowed me to communicate with Liu Yongjun online.
On October 7, 2018, I came to Jinan to attend my cousin's wedding, and I took the opportunity to meet Liu Yongjun, whom I hadn't seen for many years.
I sent a message to Liu Yongjun in advance and told me that I would go to see him.
I found his unit and was led by the security guard to his office. He was so busy with his work that he didn't seem to notice my arrival.
The conversation between us has become stiff and devoid of the intimacy of the past. At lunchtime, he was busy with business, and I felt a little embarrassed.
After lunch, I said goodbye to Liu Yongjun. I was a little disappointed that the distance between us seemed to have gotten even farther apart.
It turns out that some good memories are better to keep in your heart, because it is better to miss each other than to see each other. I decided not to contact Liu Yongjun again in the future, so that the memories of the past will always remain in my heart.