Cedar Infinitive

In mathematics, I met an all-around senior who is the best in school. She taught advanced algebra and calculus. From the middle level of the whole grade to the top 50 in the whole grade, the math crane sticks to the all-round senior every day, and the classmates say they are shocked Waiting to be escorted to the end of the crane, he suddenly received bad news from his family. He bumped into his senior sister Gao Neng's confession and ran away in a panic. Mutual attack & double royal sister Shen Tinglan didn't expect that the hole he had just opened for Lu Yuan would make him miserable. Thinking of Lu Yuan's silence, his heart ached. When he contacted Lu Yuan the next day, he found that he had been blocked in all aspects. He couldn't forget it. He was numbed by alcohol every day and couldn't let go. He worked hard every day. Shen Tinglan thought: Don't let her meet Lu Yuan again Intention: It was the first time we met. In the classroom of the first year of high school, the sun shines through the window on the seats on the left. You happen to be sitting in the third row, frowning, the refracted light carries a silence of minus ten degrees, and you have a pair of beautiful red phoenix eyes, which are exposed from the gap between the eyelashes. , More heart-stopping and peaceful than the morning light filtered by the stained glass of the church. The pen in my hand was spinning rapidly along the thumb of my right hand, staring at the pile of draft paper on the table. I didn't know your name at that time. When I introduced myself, I realized that you were the top scorer in the last high school entrance examination, my senior sister. When I saw you again, it was already our sixth year in the workplace. When I was coerced by my family to return to China, I was already 25 or 6. It was the first time we met after such a long time. At the dinner, your slightly curly hair fell down on your shoulders like a flowing river of stars. Your red lips opened in a reassuring arc. The snowflake brooch on your chest was a graduation gift from Lu Yuan. When she raised the champagne, the sound of the ice ball hitting the wall of the glass subtly coincided with the rhythm of the rotating pen tip hitting the draft paper in her memory. Shen Tinglan, who is in her third year of high school, has an indifferent tone in her voice. When her eyelashes fall, no ripples can be seen. It is as if all the sorrows and joys have sunk into the amber lake deep in her pupils, reflecting everything but never making waves. But when she looks at me, she can also feel that the thin silkworms at the end of her eyes hide her love for me, like a strong pine fire burning in a fireplace in winter. And now her eyes are like obsidian soaked in the depths of the glacier. She can handle the dinner with ease, but always maintains that distant smile. She has become talkative and noble. The only thing that reminds me now is the refreshing touch of cedar perfume on her body. Six years later, the smell is still fresh in my memory. The bottle of cedar perfume on the bedside has been able to drive away my nightmares every night for six years. In the early days of their love affair in high school, the two regarded each other as each other's salvation. When the dazzling fireworks at the graduation party rose high into the sky, the popping sound just covered the sound of confession. Lu Yuan interpreted Shen Tinglan's lips as "Happy Graduation." The falling smoke particles formed a light blue haze between the two people, like a transparent barrier.