Jiang Zhou had a very precious book when he was in high school, and Chen Xiao felt that he was not intelligent enough to understand it. One time Jiang Zhou took Chen Xiao to the library to read a book for tutoring. Chen Xiao pointed to the name of the book and asked Jiang Zhou what it meant.
The name of the book is a short English word, but for Chen Xiao, whose English can only be passed at a low altitude, it is like a ghost.
"Scotoma, blind spot." Jiang Zhou turned the page of the book and answered him without raising his eyes, "The part of the retina that has no photoreceptor cells because the optic nerve passes through it."
"A place that cannot be seen?"
"Yes."
"Oh." Chen Xiao responded thoughtfully and looked at Jiang Zhou sitting opposite.
Jiang Zhou wore a white shirt, a beige sweater on top, and light gray cloth trousers underneath. The rimless glasses reflected the sunlight and shone on his face in small pieces. His slightly long black hair covered his eyes and was dyed a warm yellow color by the light. His lips pursed slightly, which was Jiang Zhou's habitual movement when reading.
Later, Chen Xiao thought that he was probably the one who really fell in love with Jiang Zhou that day.