They were the only two people left in the classroom. The sun was setting outside the window. She lay on the table and looked sideways at him who was calculating on the scratch paper.
"Cheng Nuoyi, your eyelashes are so long." She said seriously.
He paused with his pen and did not raise his head.
"Your ears are red." She added, as if she had discovered a new world.
"Lin Zhili." He finally looked up, took off his glasses and rubbed his eyebrows: "If you look at me like that again, I won't be able to finish this question tonight."
"Why?"
He was silent for a few seconds, then suddenly leaned closer, so close that she could clearly see the setting sun in his eyes and her own reflection. His voice was low and hoarse, and he said word by word:
"Because you distract me more than this question."
Intention: youthful and upward