我静静地坐在教室窗前发呆,语挽着一个女孩的手从窗前走过,我们对视的那一刻礼貌性地点了点头,“擦肩”而过的一瞬,我仿佛看到身旁有个女孩正用笔尖在我的作文纸上乱画,我好想靠到她的肩上,但迎接我的却是冰冷的桌子。认识语的那一年,约莫十一二岁的年纪,她是我的同桌,老师提问的时候,我们总会把答案写在纸上推到彼此的面前,然后相视一笑低下头。下课后,一起跑到楼梯口等一个帅气的背影,转身后骂对方花痴。我们就像正负电极互相吸引,无缘无故地靠近对方,一如我们 I sat quietly in front of the window in a daze, holding a girl’s hand in front of the window, and we politely nodded at the moment of sight. There was a girl around my side doodling my writing paper, and I really wanted to lean over her shoulder, but it was a cold table for me. The year of my acquaintance, about eleven or twelve years of age, she was my deskmate. When the teacher asked questions, we always wrote the answers on each piece of paper and pushed them into each other’s eyes before laughing. After class, went to the stairs with a handsome back, turned and scolded each other anthomaniac. We are like the positive and negative electrodes attract each other, for no reason near each other, as we are