To You Whom I Haven't Seen for Years

4

I had thought that after that day's gathering, Jayden and I would return to our own life like two normal classmates.

Social etiquette for two laborers in first-tier cities was usually simple: They rarely met though they lived in different districts of the same city; they rarely contact each other; one would only nervously send a message to the other person and politely and apologetically ask if the other person had a time when he had no one else to turn to for help.

However, since Jayden and I met that day, my contact with this old classmate unexpectedly became frequent. We were going to become "close friends".

After we finished eating on Sunday, I politely said goodbye to Jayden, thinking that I probably wouldn't have any more contact with him in the future.

But as soon as I got home, Jayden's voice message came.