Some people say that in every memory book called Youth, there is a name with the same name as * * * *, either fat or "dead" fat.

Remember when I was a child, there was always a handsome, cold or naughty man and a gentle, cold or lively woman in the campus youth drama? Men endowed with various personality roles always have a good buddy named "Fat Man", a striking woman and a good girlfriend named "Fat Man".

As the saying goes, there is always a fat man in a threesome. They were always around, but suddenly they rushed over and were left far behind, panting and shouting "wait for me"; They always "warn" you angrily, don't laugh at them in the name of weight, pretend to start work, but return with the warmest smile when you habitually call out the fat man; They always tell you proudly how slim they used to be, with small waists and oval faces ... How beautiful they would be if they lost weight; Although they are fat, they are not always "broad-minded", but they will always tell your unhappiness and put their sadness back in their hearts, so that you won't find it. ......

Fat man is not only a warm name, but also a soft and warm miss hidden in my heart.

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The first time I saw the fat man was when I reported for duty as a freshman. Rainbow striped T-shirt, pink cropped shorts and some messy ponytails. Of course, what impressed me most was the conspicuous red blood on her cheek. Through the fat man's fair complexion, like plateau red, and her simple temperament, I once thought that she was a child who worked hard and finally got out of the mountains. (Actually, no, I'm from the northeast. )

It is said that fate has come, and it can't be stopped. I share a dormitory with that fat man, and when I sleep, I have a close relationship from head to head and from foot to foot. But the first meeting is always stiff, and so is the fat man. Everyone's conversation is also limited to the 7788 in the household registration book. But time is a wonderful thing, which can always turn strangeness into familiarity and indifference into warmth.

I don't remember when it became warm with the children in the dormitory. I only remember that people suddenly became familiar with each other, especially with fat people. Have classes together, eat together, and study together. Some people joke that we are like conjoined twins, where the fat man goes, I will follow him, where I am, and where the fat man should be.

I don't remember when there was another name called Fat Man in the dormitory. I just remember that it's easy to get used to yelling, until now. In addition, because of her surname (the fat man's surname is Shi), everyone will call her Shi Fatty at first. Later, I simply pretended that the stone was dead, and the fat man really became a "dead" fat man. The fat man didn't mind very much, but just smiled and said, "Stop calling me fat, keep calling me fat, when can I lose weight ..." (But I want to say, fat man, even if you really lose weight, I won't change my mind and call you thin, because "fat man" has a warm peace of mind and touched me)

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Although the fat man grew up in the north, he has the gentleness and understanding of a southern girl. I don't have a strong northern accent when I speak. I always ask the fat man, "Why don't you look like a northerner at all?" Fat man looked at me innocently. "What do you want me to look like? I have been like this since I was a child. "

Some people say that if a southerner is rough in the north and a northerner is gentle in the south, then he/she is blessed. If so, fatty, I really wish you good luck in your life, your kindness and happiness.

It is said that fat people are "potential stocks". Although their bodies are not satisfactory, they usually have delicate facial features, fair skin and lips as big as cherries ..... and they are especially beautiful when they smile. The fat man around me is a typical "potential stock". Even though he is huge, it is hard to hide his beauty. Everyone is not stingy with her praise. "Fat man, if you lose weight, you must be a great beauty." Every time I say it, the "blush" on the fat man's face is more obvious. I estimate that 30% is happy, 20% is shy and the remaining 50% is angry that I can't lose weight.

Of course, most fat people are acquired. Fat people have had a good time with slim figure and oval face (but I wonder, can big bones lose weight? )。 As the saying goes, fat people who don't want to lose weight are not good fat people. Fat people have also experienced several weight-loss wars, such as dieting, running, climbing stairs, and strange jumping (I can't help laughing every time I watch fat people do this) ... But surprisingly, fat people insist on it very well. At that time, everyone was praised as "Wow, you have lost weight ..." "Wow, you are so thin ..."

Fat man is two years older than me (but I don't know why, in my impression, she is always three years older than me, so it is estimated that fat man will be angry with me again, hahahaha), and she is also from the northeast. So, on weekdays, I take good care of this stranger. I'm used to relying on fat people. When I meet troubles, no matter how big or small, I always shout, "Fat people, fat people, what should I do?" Fat man is a good listener and consultant, who can always aim at my key points, find my weaknesses and expose my heart (can you leave me some feelings, I don't want to lose face, hum! ), and finally a perfect summary of the solution.

Do you think the fat man who gave me advice is very good? Hehe, actually it's not.

Fat people's life is recognized as a great confusion. The elevator is on the wrong floor, the class is in the wrong classroom, I am always sleepy in class, I always leave things lying around (almost every day I can hear the voice of the fat man complaining softly, "My glasses are gone again"), I always diagnose myself, and then I buy a bunch of medicine ... After being with the fat man for a long time, I always feel confused, but I am also confused and happy.

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Fat people always say that our constellations are incompatible, and it is always her who is unlucky with me. Going to dinner together, the rice noodle boss just spilled soup on the fat man's feet behind me, but I was safe in front; We went to get the reading card together, and when our number was finally called, the fat man was full of joy and took out my information and handed it to the administrator. By the time she reacted, I was already crying with laughter. ......

The days passed like this, with laughter and laughter, simple but extraordinary. I thought it would be a long time. After all, it is five years, so long that I can't count how many sunrises and sunsets there are. Fatty, I really hope that we can always be carefree. We have been eating all kinds of rice noodles and cornmeal in the canteen, and we have been going to the busy market not far from our school to buy my favorite butterfly cake, your favorite hand-torn bread ... and many other things we can do together.

But time is the last thing to wait for. I thought five years was a long time, but it was the eve of graduation. I was admitted to the graduate school, and the fat man was admitted to the institution. The dormitory was empty before everyone had time to say goodbye. Also because of the train number, I left without waiting for the final graduation ceremony. When I left, the fat man happened to go to the interview. I wanted to leave some messages. When I picked up a pen and paper, I didn't know where to start. I think this is the so-called "fear of writing too lightly, not as affectionate as you". At that time, the feeling of graduation was not very real.

Fat man and two other roommates were the last to leave. Maruko sent photos of them tearing off the wallpaper together. The ground was covered with debris, pale walls and empty dormitories. At that moment, the feeling of really leaving was freezing cold. Maruko said that the fat man cried. ......

On the fourth day after leaving school and returning home, the school held a graduation ceremony, and the principal publicly praised me for my good results in the postgraduate entrance examination. The fat man sent a voice saying that she was proud, and how excited she was when the headmaster mentioned my name ... I can still feel the trembling in the fat man's voice. A sour nose left something hot in the corner of my eye. ......

Such a cute and warm-hearted fat man, one is enough.

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It's been two years since I graduated in a blink of an eye, and the once lively dormitory group only rings occasionally. But contact with fat people has never been less. Sometimes busy, it takes a long time to get in touch. The fat man at the other end of the video has a slightly complaining tone, but it is also very warm. His days are a little free, and he often contacts. Fat people always answer me patiently when they say they are bothering me.

That fat man is still that fat man, but he seems to have lost some weight. I still told the fat man my troubles, and the fat man hit the nail on the head. We are still us at that time, warm and familiar.

I used to think it would be easy to meet again, but later I learned that I couldn't help it when I grew up. Fatty, when can I go to your city, you come to my hometown, and we will go for a walk together to see the world outside this school.

The years are long and short, but fortunately, there is a fat man, a warm fat man, a good-looking fat man and a sincere fat man by my side.

What about you?