下一堂課就是語言學概論的期末考 我自信地走向教室並心想 : 【這次定要痛電小婍，一雪期中輸她的恥辱】 小婍是我的同學，也是去年的卷姊 走進教室後，我看見小婍已經就定位 我選擇坐在她的左邊 她主動開口 : 【你還記得我們的賭約吧!】 【記得啊! 我們要在這次考試決勝負】 然後她接我的話繼續補充 : 【而且輸的人要乖乖聽對方的命令一次喔!】 【小婍妳會怕的話可以趁現在快反悔，畢竟考試目的是為了檢測學習成果，而不是用成績來羞辱同學】 小婍只是微微一笑，沒有回答 總覺得小婍今天有點不一樣，但我又說不出哪裡不同 試卷發下來，我開始寫申論 從剛就定位後就似乎有股誘人的香味撲鼻而來 我略微移動我的鼻子，確認味道方向 好像是小婍的香味，她今天特地噴香水嗎? 她似乎注意到我沒有認真寫考卷 側著臉往我瞧一瞬，又繼續埋頭苦寫 我瞬間明白這是她的詭計 目的是要讓我無法專心作答 我繼續作答，鋼筆書寫到答案紙的最右側 剛好此時，小婍把答案紙放在試卷左側 於是我們不小心對望一下 小婍淺淺地笑，並用左手將頭髮撥往耳後 露出她雪白的天鵝頸 撥頭髮的同時也引發空氣的流動 我再次聞到她身上淡雅的少女體香 【不會吧......她是在對我放電嗎?】我心想 【妳就這麼想贏? 有必要做到這種程度?】 我趕緊提醒自己要專心 但我真的無法不去注意她 本來聚焦在試卷上的眼神不小心瞟到她的小腿 她緊身褲顯露出柔美的曲線 裡面就是讓人浮想聯翩的纖纖玉腿 我突然想起夏天時她穿著短裙 修長的鶴腿皎潔如月，與她的天鵝頸相襯 電眼帶媚，不斷暗送秋波，難以忘懷 這一瞬我終於明白 為甚麼情侶約好到圖書館念書 最後都是在親熱調情 我滿腦子都是想要把她抱到我大腿上的念頭 一邊撥弄她的秀髮，鼻子緊貼在她脖子上猛吸 再嘗一口她的櫻桃小嘴 我是不是喜歡上她了? 【考試時間還剩十分鐘】助教淡漠地開口 慘了，這次期末真的要BBQ 想當然爾，我又輸她了 【哈哈，承讓了】小婍得意地說 【我看妳的分數也沒多高，是不是失常了?】 【我有沒有失常關你屁事，照約定，你要聽我的】 【妳要我做甚麼?】 【下學期我沒有抽到宿舍，你來幫我搬家吧!】 有這種事，這是能和她獨處的大好機會 難道她是做球給我嗎? 雖然她這次確實是考贏我 但她的期末分數也比期中低太多 她失常的原因是? 會不會是因為考試時我一直注意她 讓她也很緊張才失常 有沒有可能，我們考試失常的理由都是因為彼此在注意對方...... 未完待續 -------------------------- The next class is the final exam for "Introduction to Linguistics." I walked confidently toward the classroom, thinking to myself: “This time, I’m going to crush Wenchi and avenge my midterm loss to her.” Wenchi is my classmate and was the top scorer last year. As I entered the classroom, I saw that Wenchi was already seated. I chose to sit to her left. She spoke up first: "You still remember our bet, right?" "Of course, we’re settling it with this exam." She added with a sly smile: "And the loser has to follow the winner’s order once, remember?" "Wenchi, if you’re scared, now’s your chance to back out. After all, the purpose of exams is to assess learning, not to humiliate classmates over grades." Wenchi simply smiled faintly without replying. Something felt different about her today, but I couldn’t quite put my finger on it. When the test papers were handed out, I began writing the essay questions. From the moment I sat down, a faint, alluring scent had been wafting around me. I subtly moved my nose to pinpoint the source. It seemed to be coming from Wenchi. Did she wear perfume today? She seemed to notice I wasn’t focused on my test. Turning her face slightly toward me for a brief glance, she then buried herself back in writing. At that moment, I realized this was her tactic— to distract me and throw me off my game. I resumed answering, my fountain pen scratching along the rightmost side of the answer sheet. Just then, Wenchi placed her paper to the left of her test booklet. Our eyes accidentally met. Wenchi smiled faintly, using her left hand to brush her hair behind her ear, revealing her snowy, swan-like neck. The motion stirred the air, sending another wave of her delicate, feminine fragrance toward me. "How is that possible... Is she trying to charm me?" I thought. "Do you want to win that badly? I forced myself to refocus, but I couldn’t help noticing her. My eyes, meant to stay on my test paper, strayed to her legs. Her tight leggings accentuated graceful curves, hinting at the slender, enchanting legs underneath. I suddenly recalled a summer day when she wore a short skirt. Her long, elegant legs gleamed like the moon, perfectly complementing her swan-like neck. Her alluring eyes seemed to constantly send flirtatious glances my way— a memory I couldn’t shake. In that moment, I finally understood why couples studying in libraries often end up flirting instead. My head was filled with the thought of pulling her onto my lap, running my fingers through her silky hair, pressing my nose against her neck to breathe her in deeply, and stealing a kiss from her cherry lips. Am I falling for her? "Ten minutes left," the teaching assistant announced indifferently. Oh no, this final is going to BBQ me. As expected, I lost to her again. "Haha, thanks for letting me win," Wenchi said smugly. "Your score isn’t even that high. Did you mess up?" "Whether I messed up or not is none of your business. According to our bet, you have to do as I say." "What do you want me to do?" "I didn’t get a dorm room for next semester. Come help me move!" What? This was a golden opportunity to spend time with her alone. Could she have planned this on purpose? Though she beat me this time, her final exam score was much lower than her midterm. What caused her to mess up? Was it because I kept paying attention to her during the test, making her nervous? Could it be... the reason we both messed up was because we were too focused on each other?