I signed rapidly with my hands, telling my mom, "Don't worry about it, whether it's clear or not, he has a girlfriend, and they're well-matched. I'm turning off the light. Let's go to sleep."
After I turned off the light and covered my head with the blanket, that girl's image appeared before my eyes. I knew I shouldn't have, but I compared myself to her from head to toe. She was better than me in every way.
My mother forcefully removed the towel from my head.
I returned to the big city.
That day, I had a hearty breakfast, feeling refreshed I went to report at the Ministry of Foreign Affairs.
In the Translation Bureau's conference room, I saw the peers who had also joined the Ministry this year, all elite recruits from various foreign language colleges and university foreign language departments.
I found a place to sit down and greeted the few people around me.
One boy said, "Weren't you the one who came in after the exam that day?"
