Do you understand Euclid today?

Jiang Yizhi put away his phone, and the next second he saw Lin Qianshu walking towards him stepping on the street lights.

"Go home." Lin Qianshu said to Jiang Yizhi.

Along the way, the two did not discuss the content of their conversation just now, but chatted as usual, until the car drove into the garage, Lin Qianshu said to Jiang Yizhi: "Ah Jiang, let's have a good talk with Xiaoxing tomorrow. "

Jiang Yizhi stopped the car: "OK."

And me, I should have a good talk with you too.Lin Qianshu thought.

The next morning, Lin Qianshu got up and opened the curtains, and saw a thin layer of snow on the green belt downstairs.He was a little surprised, but also a little happy, and ran out of the bedroom to announce the good news to Jiang Yizhi.Jiang Yizhi's expression remained calm, but judging from his faster pace than usual, he should also be in a good mood.

After breakfast, the two drove to school as usual. When they were about to arrive at school, Lin Qianshu saw Dadar and Jiang Yixing sitting on a bench at the corner eating octopus balls from a long distance away.

"Radar and Xiaoxing are over there." Lin Qianshu knocked on the car window and pointed ahead.

Jiang Yizhi turned the steering wheel lightly, and the car stopped slowly beside the two of them.

Radar was enjoying his meal when he caught a glimpse of a familiar car stopping out of the corner of his eye. After the window was rolled down, he and Jiang Yizhi met their eyes, and suddenly a ball stuck in his throat.

"Cough cough...cough cough..." Dadar chewed twice quickly, swallowing the food in his mouth, "...Mr. Jiang, Brother Lin."

"Morning." Jiang Yizhi nodded, his eyes fell on his side, "Take you in?"

Jiang Yixing poked a new ball into his mouth expressionlessly: "Go in after eating."

Jiang Yizhi didn't force it, and said "yes" quickly, and then kicked the accelerator and drove away from the corner.

radar:……

Radar felt that the little balls in his mouth were not very fragrant, so he turned to look at Jiang Yixing: "Brother Jiang, why do I feel that your brother is not in a good mood today?"

Jiang Yixing continued to poke the remaining small balls with his head down, as if he wanted to poke all the seasonings together.Hearing this, he laughed lazily: "Have you ever seen him in a good mood?"

Not at all.Radar thought about it, and Jiang Yizhi had indeed always had almost the same expression.

But today's Jiang Yixing is also very abnormal... Radar glanced at his good brother carefully, and couldn't figure out why he was dragged out of bed early in the morning, and ran to the school gate to eat octopus balls, pancakes from the cafeteria Isn't it fragrant?

Finally poking enough, Jiang Yixing contentedly stuffed the remaining half box of intact small balls into the radar box: "Eat."

Radar poked several pieces at the same time to eat, caring about Jiang Yixing: "Brother Jiang, don't you want to eat?"

"I'm full." Jiang Yixing stood up, turned around and went to the fried noodle shop next door to buy another big bowl of fried noodles.

radar:……

Five minutes later, Jiang Yixing walked back to Radar with fried noodles and sat down.After eating two bites, the radar saw another car stop beside him.

This time, the door at the back of the car opened, and Guan Ming, who was carrying a schoolbag, got out of the car.He leaned over into the car and said a few more words, and when he turned around, the car passed by several people.

"Eat breakfast?" Guan Ming chose an extremely unnutritious opening sentence.

Radar raised the box in his hand, motioning him to look for himself.

Guan Ming pushed his glasses and looked at Jiang Yixing who was sitting silently eating fried noodles: "Next semester, the mathematics competition class will recruit new students."

Jiang Yixing's hand holding the chopsticks didn't stop at all.

"Jiang Yixing!" Guan Ming was a little annoyed, "Did you hear what I said?"

Jiang Yixing put down his chopsticks, tied the plastic bag tightly and threw it into the trash can, then turned to look at the angry Guan Ming: "I heard it, but it doesn't seem to have anything to do with me."

"How could it have nothing to do with you? You obviously like mathematics very much, and your mathematics talent is so high, why do you deliberately get low scores in the test all day long?" Guan Ming was puzzled, "Are you trying to piss someone off?"

Jiang Yixing lowered his eyes: "Then someone must be mad at me."

Guan Ming: "But you like mathematics not for others, but for yourself. What does your score have to do with other people?"

Jiang Yixing moved his hand in his pocket, but he didn't take it out in the end.

Seeing that Jiang Yixing didn't say a word, Guan Ming thought he was persuaded by himself, and his tone became gentle: "So, can you work hard for what you like? I'm looking forward to seeing you in the math competition."

"There is no chance."

Jiang Yixing raised his head to look at the stunned Guan Ming, and repeated: "There is no chance."

"What do you mean?" Guan Ming felt that Jiang Yixing seemed to be covered with a layer of intractable emotions.

Jiang Yixing said: "It's nothing, cherish the days when you can still see me."

A small ball of radar stuck in his throat again, and he realized that even he could not understand what Jiang Yixing said.

***

Jiang Yizhi and Lin Qianshu returned to the office and began to sort out the study materials for the whole semester. Lin Qianshu was in charge of arranging the positions according to the serial number, and Jiang Yizhi was in charge of correcting errors and checking for omissions in the bound materials.The two were busy all morning, and they didn't complete three-quarters of it until the school bell rang.

"Let's go eat." Lin Qianshu stood up and stretched, staggered a few steps inadvertently, wrapped his arms around his waist properly, and hugged him into his arms.

"Be careful." Jiang Yizhi said.

Lin Qianshu felt his ears burning for no reason, and thought this was a good time, and was about to kiss Jiang Yizhi, when there was a knock on the door, Lin Qianshu was so frightened that he struggled out of Jiang Yizhi's arms.

Seeing Jiang Yizhi's slightly messy collar, Lin Qianshu cleared his throat uncomfortably, gathered his collar pretending to be serious, and ran to open the office door.

"Guan Ming?" Lin Qianshu was a little surprised when he saw the person standing behind the door.

Guan Ming adjusted his glasses and bowed politely to Lin Qianshu: "Mr. Lin, I'm sorry to disturb you and Mr. Jiang at this time."

Lin Qianshu turned sideways and invited Guan Ming in: "Come in and talk."

Guan Ming walked in, and Lin Qianshu closed the door behind his back.

"Teacher Jiang, in fact, I met Jiang Yixing at the school gate this morning..." Guan Ming said in detail what happened after Lin Qianshu and Jiang Yizhi left in the morning.

"During this period of time, I have paid attention to Guo Jiang Yixing's weekly math test results," Guan Ming finished, and continued to analyze seriously, "During this time, his weekly test scores have been showing a steady upward trend, although he has not reached his level. The level he should have, but I believe that in time, he will be able to play 100% of his level. Since he himself wants to improve, why would he refuse to join the mathematics competition class?"

Facing Guan Ming's question, Lin Qianshu felt his heart sinking continuously.

"And he also said, 'Treasure the days when you can still see me'," Guan Ming pushed his glasses seriously, "I think Jiang Yixing has the idea of ​​committing suicide."

"Cough..." Lin Qianshu was only thankful that he didn't drink water when Guan Ming was speaking.

After Guan Ming finished his observation and speculation, seeing Jiang Yizhi and Lin Qianshu not responding for a long time, he called them again: "Teacher Jiang? Teacher Lin?"

He saw Jiang Yizhi's eyelids move quickly twice, as if breaking free from a memory.

"Jiang Yixing didn't want to commit suicide," Jiang Yizhi said to Guan Ming, "It's my problem."

"Thank you for caring about him."

Guan Ming breathed a sigh of relief, and became concerned about the math competition again: "Then will he participate in the next semester's selection?"

"It depends on his own wishes." Jiang Yizhi said.

After getting the answer, Guan Ming thanked the two of them again, and left the office contentedly.

Lin Qianshu glanced at his watch: "It seems that we can only go to the third floor to eat."

The third floor of the cafeteria is a restaurant exclusively for teachers. Occasionally, a few high school seniors who are late in school come to eat.When the two walked into the cafeteria, only a few students were still eating.Lin Qianshu randomly picked a seat by the wall and sat down, and it didn't take long for Jiang Yizhi to come over with two full dinner plates.

After eating a few mouthfuls, Lin Qianshu realized that he was the only one moving the chopsticks. Although Jiang Yizhi was holding the chopsticks in his hands, he didn't know where his eyes fell.Lin Qianshu stretched out his hand and danced in front of his eyes, trying to regain his consciousness.

Jiang Yizhi came back to his senses, with a hesitant look in his eyes: "I'm... wrong about Xiaoxing?"

Jiang Yizhi was thinking about this question, which surprised Lin Qianshu. Seeing Jiang Yizhi's serious expression, he couldn't help but also become serious.

So he sighed and put down his chopsticks.

"Xiaoxing and you are two independent individuals. You should not make all the choices for him." Lin Qianshu said, "You are used to taking things on yourself, considering the whole situation, and only leaving the results to others. The advantage is that Everyone can be lazy, but everyone also doesn't realize your hard work."

"It's two different things that he's better off doing it than he can do it."

Jiang Yizhi curled his fingers slightly, his expression became blank: "He never told me this..."

"That's because he knows you've worked hard," Lin Qianshu said, "He thinks talking to you about it would be a waste of your time."

Jiang Yizhi's expression was a little out of control: "He never said..." Speaking of this, he suddenly remembered the conversation between Father Lin and himself in the coffee shop more than half a month ago.

Lin Zhengyang told him that he had made a phone call before Lin Qianshu lost his memory.On the phone, Lin Qianshu said that he was dragging Jiang Yizhi down.

... This is also the part that Lin Qianshu and Jiang Yizhi have never talked about.

Jiang Yizhi's heart tightened suddenly, and he found that he was afraid to look into Lin Qianshu's eyes.

A hand stretched out from the opposite side, slowly but firmly covering Jiang Yizhi's hand.

Lin Qianshu held Jiang Yizhi's hand, watched him slowly raise his head, and said to him seriously: "Likes and needs are two-way."

"I need you, and you need me."

Jiang Yizhi turned his wrist and gently grasped Lin Qianshu's hand in his palm.

"In the past, you and I didn't understand this truth," Lin Qianshu said with a wry smile, "So we obviously like each other, and we have lived through such a tiring few years."

The author has something to say: Brother Jiang also needs to grow up well.