All the way, brother seven! This afternoon, I received bad news in the WeChat group that my seventh brother from the same dormitory at the university unfortunately passed away at the age of 44.
After I heard it, I could hardly accept it, because it was so sudden that I never heard any news of Brother Seven's illness.
The main reason is that he is too fat, a full circle fatter than when he went to school, and his weight has already exceeded one hundred kilograms, and it is said that he has long been a deputy principal in a middle school. Died because of brainstem hemorrhage ineffective treatment.
I think back to the bits and pieces of school, there have been fights, there have been crying together, when we are about to graduate, we cried like tears, and I still remember the seventh brother, one hand on my shoulder, the other hand to help me wipe away the tears. This scene 24 years ago seems to be just yesterday.
Although he was a few months older than me and ranked seventh by age in the dormitory, when he went to school, his experience was wider than that of all the people in our dormitory, and when we had dinner together, he taught me a lot of social knowledge, especially the precautions in the liquor store, such as when touching the wine glass with others, when he was young, he had to touch it down to show respect for others. When asking others to do things, people will say that it is difficult to do. At this time, take the initiative to toast to others and say more words of praise.
He was the only class leader in our dormitory, serving as a sports commissioner. Every day, he led the whole class to run a big circle around the school.
Our dormitory students like to play enough grades, and sometimes because of some rules, the seventh brother said very seriously with one mouth: "According to the requirements of the "Enough Grade Outline", we have to..." We often take this "Enough Grade Outline" out as a joke in the future.
I remember that in Mandarin class, the teacher asked us to introduce ourselves in Mandarin. The seventh brother stood up and said word by word: "My name is Cui Yunkuo" The teacher immediately interrupted him and said: "You are talking in a serious way" We just came back to the taste, he really spoke in dialects, but he spoke slower than usual, word by word, it seemed very serious, in fact, he spoke in dialects. There was a burst of laughter in the class.
At the graduation 20th anniversary party, I went, and he didn't. And on the 10th anniversary of graduation, I didn't go, he went. Nowadays, gatherings have become a luxury. No more reunions.
When people reach middle age, accidents and tomorrow do not know which will come first. We are exactly the same age as the old and the young. Work pressure is high, and various unhealthy factors appear in the body. You need to work hard while maintaining health and safety.
