When she first entered high school, she mistakenly showed her sincerity and was made love to by a scumbag that made her feel sick to her stomach. Even the word love made her feel sick. When she was in high school, when the class list came out, she saw him who ranked first in science and comprehensive—as clean as snow and as smart as if he could shine. She applied to be his deskmate, just to be closer to the light; he nodded and pushed the notes to her, and "just ask if you don't know" became the reason for her to fight. He showed her questions about functions, circuits, chemical equilibrium and genetics; she got up at four in the morning to study the questions just to keep up with his pace. From last to second, she placed herself in the position closest to him on the performance list. After the commendation ceremony at the end of the senior year, she dragged him to the rooftop. When the snow fell, she raised her head and kissed him, her breath hot. When the college entrance examination results were released, their names were listed side by side - the same university, the same major. She smiled and said: "This time, love is finally included in the correct answer."
