Let's drink to our hypocritical war friendship.

Times are changing, people are changing, and things are changing.

I am here to discuss the friendship of war because I have experienced it and have the right to speak on this topic. I am not spreading rumors or attacking this special group, but they have protected my peace and strengthened my national defense. Although I was once one of them, I became an ordinary person after returning to China. As a common people, I am still very grateful to the warriors of this special group. Not easy to understand. There is no attack, just to enlighten the stale and metamorphic war friendship of today's times. If you don't earn eyeballs, many old wolves may scoff, so please be merciful and leave people under the sword!

Things are human, and stars are human. How time flies! After retiring, everyone quickly entered the society and integrated into the environment. Nothing works in society. I want to be a good buddy and friend seriously. I don't have many friends, but I'm fine. That's what I thought. Help each other if something happens. But some things really surprised me. ...............

Comrade 1 and I are from the same city. We used to have a good relationship in the army. We are in different groups of the same regiment. Because we are managed by different companies, we sometimes meet occasionally. The relationship between fellow villagers and comrades is iron! When he came back from retirement, he met with difficulties and asked me to lend him 5,000 yuan. I gave it to him without saying anything, and the young man went to Guangming, and he took the initiative to return it soon after using it! With my contacts and relationships in the army, I think I think our relationship is too iron. After I came back, I went to work in a department of a local institution because of my comrade-in-arms 1, and there were only three or four comrades in the department. Later, because the female section chief of that department was pregnant, I took maternity leave and asked him to cover for a while. Ya thought she was promoted, and when chatting with me, she showed off from time to time that she would be promoted in the future. Not to mention academic qualifications, the difference in identity is a big threshold. Later, the ya became more and more floating.

(PS: After coming back, after all, there is a prostitute in our karaoke room and a plane in the foot washing room. Follow him to take his daughter-in-law to the supermarket to buy food, cook at his house, drink and chat. He added a girl and wrapped a red envelope to send money. After the agreement, we will be in-laws! And accompany him to the countryside for fortune telling. You think this relationship is not iron? )

I thought about keeping in touch during the period. If I have something, I will send him a message, just kidding, just kidding. People won't reply. I value my feelings. If it hurts your face too much, it's like licking a dog. I rely on a joke today, a greeting tomorrow, and no reply. Several comrades also said that he had changed. Sometimes several comrades-in-arms want to have dinner together, and I ask others not to come, saying that I will drive the top leader, give him a call, call the leader together, and hang up the phone without giving you time to respond, so you will be turned away! He was called to attend the August 1st party, but nothing happened. On August 1 day, people organized a party by themselves and invited some people who were more useful than us! None of our comrades know. I was not invited. ..........

After half a year, he called me on his own initiative and would make jokes. I think it should be that he fell out of favor in front of the top leaders and stopped driving, or that the pregnant section chief had finished maternity leave. Called me the other day and asked me what I was doing. I said I was busy and asked if it was my treat. I said, "All right! You wait until twelve o'clock to contact me, I am very busy now! " Originally, I was joking. I thought it was late, and I could still use it. I didn't expect Ya to call me after twelve o'clock. I didn't answer, and I showed him the street view and let me out. Hehe, I gave him 100, saying it was my treat, and he took the money. I have to come out! I haven't contacted him since then. This is a heartfelt dislike and disgust. I have no patience for this friendship.

Comrades 2 is also a sinister villain. Our comrades-in-arms went to his city to eat and chat. At the dinner table, we all drank a lot of white wine, but I didn't drink much. Later, I woke up. After a full meal, a group of people gathered together to sing in the karaoke bars. During this period, you should eat beer seeds and drink beer seeds. At that time, I was drunk. Because several comrades were happy to get together, I picked up a wine bottle and smashed it on the ground. Then I looked back at him and pretended to be slightly drunk. His face is like a ghost in the light refracted by the jukebox, and I will never forget his embarrassed smile. I pretended to be drunk and babbled and ran out. Because I was in his city at that time, I was also afraid that he would try hard on me. Play tricks on me! I pretended to be drunk and stumbled back to the hotel! I stopped watching it the next day. It feels disgusting anyway! Drunk and stealing mobile phones. I have always been, unless I drink a lot of wine, as long as I drink while eating vegetables, I will become more and more sober in the later stage! Force yourself to wake up! Never forget the person who thought you were drunk and reached for your mobile phone in the karaoke bar! Comrades 1 were also present.

These are two people who left a deep impression on me in society after I retired. There are good people and bad people, and there are also a few down-to-earth comrades who have nothing to do but make a phone call. Sometimes adults are really lonely.

Society says, "I need what you need, and what you want is what I want!" " You stare at the abyss, and the abyss stares at you! ! !