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一左手食指无意识地在桌面上叩出节拍,时缓时急,像是过时的舞曲,提起笔开始第五次演算,长长的一串等式在笔尖下化为了“x+y=0”的简单组合。“不对。”一边轻声念叨,一边在草稿纸上划下重重一竖,墨迹浸透单薄的纸张,像微光穿过薄纱投下的暗影。晃晃头,视线沿着笔尖逆向检验刚才的算式,成串的黑色字符如乱花渐迷人眼。正负……比例……一切看起来是那么滴水不漏、有条不紊。到底是哪里出了错?侧了下头,偶然瞥见邻桌已经做到了第二页,急促感瞬间升起,随后一整片空间里就只剩下了纸与笔摩擦而发出的轻微响动:“沙沙沙……”串等式在笔尖下化为了“x+y=0”的简单组合。“不对。”一边轻声念叨,一边在草稿纸上画下重重一竖,墨迹浸透单薄的纸张,像微光穿过薄纱投下的正负……比例……一切看起来都是那么滴水不漏、有条不紊。到底是哪里出了错?擦而发出的轻微响动:“唰唰唰……”
A left index finger unconsciously taps a beat on the desktop. When it’s too late, it’s like an outdated dance. The pen starts to calculate for the fifth time. The long string of equations is reduced at the tip of the hand to x+y=0. A simple combination of “. ”Not right.“ While whispering, he drew heavily on the draft paper. The ink soaked in thin paper, like a shadow of light shining through the tulle. Shaking his head, the line of sight is reversed along the nib to test the formula just now, and the string of black characters becomes fascinating. Positive ... negative ... ... ... ... everything seems to be so drip, methodical. In the end, what went wrong? Sideways, accidentally saw that the next page had already reached the second page, and the rush of sensation rose instantly. Then there was only a slight rattle from the friction between the paper and the pen in an entire space: The ”shashasha...“ string equation is reduced to a simple combination of ”x+y=0“ at the nib. ”Not right.“ While whispering, he drew many times on the draft paper. The ink soaked in thin paper, like the light that the light shone through the tulle... The ratio... everything looks like it’s leaking. Methodical. Where did it go wrong? A slight click made by rubbing: ”唰唰唰..."