I remember that there was still some left in the bottle of cognac that my teacher gave me, but I couldn't remember where I put it. I lay down on the ground and tried to drag the glove box out from under the bed. Then I was surprised to find that I couldn't stand up flexibly. With a force, I fell to the floor. But believe it or not, I lay on the floor and saw the bustling scene of people coming and going in the Diyala supermarket. Children followed their mothers as they happily shuttled between the rows of shelves. The first time I went to class with my teacher at the Foreign Languages School, I made a stupid decision and sat next to Xin, but there was no other seat to sit on. What she found in me, what attracted her to me, I still can't figure out. I venture to guess that she is with me just because she can feel a sense of superiority and a sense of ease in front of me, because her father is a domineering and cold person, and I am quiet like a girl. But whatever she found in me, it was just boring to her now. I have always told Xin that I have a little secret and like to go to Diyala alone. I got up from the ground and decided to go to Diyala after taking a shower. Because I like to be around static, inanimate objects.
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