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I found that in addition to the daily holiday homework, there are always some things in my mind, which are indistinct and I can't let go. What is it? It's absurd to say that I miss my deskmate, that fatso. What's more, when I really think about him, I can't remember anything. Except for being fat, his appearance and his manner, they are all lost in my t1 t2 t3 t4 t5 t6 t7 t8 t9 t10 t11 t12 t13 t14 t15 t16 t17 t18 t19 t20 t21 t22 t23 t24 t25 t26 t27 t28 t29 t30 t31 t32 t33 t34 t35 t36 blank. At the beginning of school, I wrote this feeling into a note to Mr. Liang. That night, Miss Liang summoned me to her office. I guess what Mr. Liang gave me will be a slap in the face criticism. Unexpectedly, Mr. Liang gently gathered and slowly twisted