Do you understand Euclid today?

On the way home, Lin Qianshu sat in the passenger seat, couldn't help but took out the English novel with words written on it again, held it in his hand and read it over and over again.

Lin Qianshu randomly picked the book from the stack of exercises in the room, and there was no trace of whether it was written by him or Jiang Yizhi.

Tomylove. The three words are written in cursive English letters. The font is very beautiful. The problem is that the handwriting is so beautiful that even the handwriting cannot be used as evidence to identify the owner.Who among them was this book given to?Or which of the two of them is going to give it to someone else?

At the very least this proves that at least one of the two people has someone they like or are liked by.Lin Qianshu thought, Jiang Yizhi is probably the person who has a potential partner. After all, he didn't create an exclusive photo collection for a certain person in his phone album.

"Look at what?"

Lin Qianshu broke away from the silence, and answered Jiang Yizhi vaguely: "I'm reviewing my vocabulary."

"By the way, Jiang Yizhi," Lin Qianshu pretended to pick up the topic casually, "I watched a movie two days ago, it was called "Pounding Heart", this first love feels really good."

This time it was Jiang Yizhi's turn to be silent.

After a few seconds, Jiang Yizhi said: "Pass all the words, it will be more convenient to go abroad to play."

Why did it involve studying again? Lin Qianshu tried his best to turn the topic back to the direction he expected: "I mean, everyone's first love must be unforgettable, right? Although I have lost my memory, I think you should know My past emotional life, right?" He touched his nose and whispered, "If I don't have one, it's okay to talk about yours..."

"No." Jiang Yizhi said.

Lin Qianshu was stunned: "No?"

Just when there was a red light ahead, Jiang Yizhi stopped the car, turned his head to meet Lin Qianshu's surprised gaze, and his tone sounded a little strange: "Neither you nor I have been in love in the past seven years."

"Impossible..." Lin Qianshu shook his head, still unwilling to accept the fact, "College, the best golden time of love, and we are still single? Then how boring our life is."

The red light went out and the green light came on instantly.Jiang Yizhi looked back at the road: "Our college life is very fulfilling."

Lin Qianshu thought about it, and still felt that there was a big move.He turned the book to the title page, pointed to the three cursive English words and said to Jiang Yizhi: "Here, who owns this book with 'tomylove' written on it? No matter who gave it or who it was, it must mean that someone People have circumstances." He said with a chuckle: "This book is so thick and looks so tall, it must be yours."

The car had already slowly driven into the garage downstairs. Jiang Yizhi parked the car, reached out to take the English novel in Lin Qianshu's hand and flipped through it.

The brand-new novel binding looks very tall, Jiang Yizhi caressed the flowery English words on the title page, his eyes froze for a moment.

"Jiang Yizhi... Jiang Yizhi..." Lin Qianshu tentatively reached out and danced in front of Jiang Yizhi's eyes, "So is this book yours?"

Jiang Yizhi came back to his senses, and when he looked back at Lin Qianshu, Lin Qianshu's increasingly incomprehensible emotions surged in his eyes.Lin Qianshu noticed that his right hand was tightly holding the spine of the book, and he used a lot of strength to restrain himself from shaking.

"It's mine." Jiang Yizhi showed Lin Qianshu a very shallow smile, "It's mine."

It's yours so you don't have to repeat it twice.Lin Qianshu felt a little stuffy in his chest, but he still pulled himself together and deliberately smiled to tease him: "So do you know who gave it to you? Could it be the school belle of Nanling University?"

"No." Jiang Yizhi's eyes were filled with endless tenderness, and he said in a slow tone, "He is a very important person to me."

"Who is that?" Lin Qianshu felt that he was looking for abuse by asking this question, but he just wanted to know for no reason.

Jiang Yizhi stared into his eyes, as if he wanted to look into the depths of his eyes, and he spoke with a slightly hoarse voice: "Sorry, Mu, I want you to remember this."

Lin Qian Shupin came out. Jiang Yizhi's words meant that he knew who the person who gave the book was, and it was more likely that he knew more than that.

Too.Lin Qianshu thought, otherwise, why would this book be mixed up in the pile of exercise books in his room?

"Then do you want to take this book back?" Lin Qianshu asked him, "Since it's yours."

Jiang Yizhi gently put the book back on Lin Qianshu's lap: "Look." He thought for a while, and then said: "Reading this novel is very helpful for understanding the history of modern English development. "

The book came back to him, and Lin Qianshu's mood improved a little.

There was no traffic jam on the road that day, and it wasn't too late for the two of them to get home. After taking a shower, Lin Qianshu realized that it was still some time before going to bed, and he still had an inexplicable emotion in his heart that he wanted to vent, so he simply turned his emotion into motivation for learning, and took out his vocabulary book I brushed up the words I planned to memorize this week.

After memorizing a few words, Jiang Yizhi also came out of the bathroom.He wiped his hair and walked into the kitchen to pour water for a drink. Lin Qianshu's eyes were unconsciously attracted by the scenery there, and the words in his mind returned to "abandon".

Jiang Yizhi was wearing very ordinary black home clothes. When drinking water, with his elbows raised slightly, he would reveal a muscular waist and abdomen with well-defined muscles, not at all as thin as he looked after putting on a shirt.Lin Qianshu looked at it, and felt his ears gradually becoming hot. Seeing Jiang Yizhi put down the cup, he quickly lowered his head to look at the vocabulary book in his hand, and turned his voice loudly to cover up.

Some people appear to be good students who memorize vocabulary seriously, but behind their backs, they wish they could install a movable camera at the kitchen door.So Lin Qianshu caught a glimpse of Jiang Yizhi turning around and walking towards him from the corner of his eye, holding his water glass in his hand.

After a while, a cup of steaming boiled water was placed beside Lin Qianshu's hand. Jiang Yizhi dragged a stool and sat beside Lin Qianshu, and tapped on the table with one hand: "How is your back?"

Xu Shi didn't control the distance when pulling the stool. The two of them were very close now. Lin Qianshu felt that as long as he turned around a little, the elbow of his left hand would touch Lin Qianshu.Smelling the same shower gel scent from the other party as his own, Lin Qianshu controlled his breathing, and calmed down his bluff: "...you recited it very well."

Jiang Yizhi raised his eyebrows, took the vocabulary book from Lin Qianshu's hand, and picked out a few words.

The simple Lin Qianshu still had a hint of memory, and he stumbled to recite it. The last word was really too long, and he "ummm" for a long time and still didn't say it.

what to do?Lin Qianshu swallowed nervously, and secretly glanced at Jiang Yizhi.

In the past two months of amnesia, what Lin Qianshu has learned the most is Teacher Jiang's teaching ability. Whenever he does a wrong question, although he will not be angry and yell, he still can't help but let the cold aura emanating from his body make him feel uncomfortable. The person shivered.

Do you want to accept freezing to death?Lin Qianshu swallowed again.

Jiang Yizhi sighed, and Lin Qianshu's heart rose to his throat.

"Continue to memorize tomorrow." Jiang Yizhi put away the vocabulary book, and by the way, gathered the other reference books that Lin Qianshu had scattered on the table together, "Go to bed early tonight." He stood up, took those books with one hand, and turned Looking at Lin Qianshu who was still sitting there, "It's time to sleep."

These three words brushed against Lin Qianshu's heart, making his whole body numb, with an indescribable feeling.He involuntarily stood up following Lin Qianshu's words, and followed him into his bedroom.

Jiang Yizhi put the book on the table, said "good night" to Lin Qianshu, and gently closed the door and left.

Listening to the sound of footsteps going away from the door, Lin Qianshu still felt like a dream—Jiang Yizhi was too gentle tonight, if he communicated with the students with this attitude in every competition class, Lin Qianshu believed that Within three classes, the students would quickly get rid of their fear of him, making him the most popular math teacher in the school.

Even to himself... Lin Qianshu touched his chest untruthfully, even to himself, Jiang Yizhi's tenderness tonight was beyond the standard.

Is it because of the book that says "To the Beloved"?Lin Qianshu thought uncertainly.

After thinking wildly for a while, Lin Qianshu went back to the bed, skillfully unlocked the phone and opened the novel to read.

"I Want to Like You Today" has already progressed to the life of "I" and Euclid in the second year of high school. "I" chose science, and stayed in the science experiment class with Euclid, but as a math loser, "I" had to spend a lot of time on mathematics, which left "I" with little time to be myself thing.

The novel itself is recorded in the form of a journal. Seeing the word "mathematics" frequently appearing in this part of the chapter, Lin Qianshu frowned tightly: How can a novel be dominated by mathematics?

Although it is determined to study mathematics well, it is always a hundred times more difficult to implement the determination than to make an oath.

I quickly discovered that the biggest stumbling block on my way to learning was myself.

——My math ability is really bad.

In the experimental class full of elites, I am surrounded by people with strong comprehension skills. They can draw inferences just by glancing at the sample problem, but I have to watch the process and solve it three times before I can barely understand why this problem should be solved. Use this formula.

Of course, more often than not, I don't even understand why this formula is used for this question.

There is always a long queue outside the math teacher's office, which discourages me from asking the math teacher to answer my questions. Whenever this happens, I always think of Euclid in the library in the evening when the summer is approaching. The words said to me outside the museum.

But I really dare not bother him.

Until he took the initiative to find me.

The author has something to say: Mathematics: But what did I do wrong