Xia Ruxuan felt as if she had a dream.

He dreamed that he was sitting in a brightly lit classroom, the fan above his head squeaking.

Outside the window was the dazzling sunlight, which was an atmosphere that Xia Ruxuan hadn't felt for a long time. Tranquility and peace.

It seems that you can smell the fishy fragrance of the grass breaking through the soil, like thousands of seeds sown, which begin to take root and sprout at that moment, burying all the decay under the ground, with a kind of vigor and vitality.

He remembered that it was the brightest day of his life many years ago.

He suddenly saw Xia Yunbai's face full of majesty and coldness.

For the first time, his expression was full of gentleness, with a smile that had never appeared in Xia Ruxuan's memory, and then he walked over and stroked the back of Xia Ruxuan's head with a warm palm.

The emotions surging in Xia Ruxuan's heart made him feel a little depressed.

He suddenly felt a little sorry for that man, the man who overpowered Xia Ruxuan.

He painted a magnificent picture of human growth for Xia Ruxuan, paving every step of his life, in exchange for Xia Ruxuan's youthful rebellion and escape.

But how many people can understand that what Xia Ruxuan wants in his heart is nothing more than to use rebellion in exchange for some of his father's care?

He didn't get anything, and over the years, his father's eyes slowly became cold, not even disappointed. He just looked at himself coldly year after year, watching himself squander the best eighteen-year-old years.

And when those rebellions and evasions gradually turned into desolation and decay, he and his beloved father finally forged an insurmountable steel wall with indifference, and he began to run away from the whole family.

After those years of desolation, he abandoned everything he had and returned to a life of confusion. He remembers that moment and felt like the fighter in the novel who didn't look like the powerful who gave in, stumbling all the way.

He did start to have some success on his own.

And just when everything seemed to be gradually soothing and dissolving towards a soft future, the news from my mother's phone was like a bolt from the blue.

He could no longer resolve those contradictions, and until the last moment of his life, the stubborn father still did not choose to forgive him.

At this moment when everything beautiful in the dream gradually faded away, he suddenly realized that nothing in this world was important compared to the family affection that blood was thicker than water.

At this moment, the heavy affection in his heart for his father was finally inexpressible.

A strong pathos burst out of his heart, breaking through the ground like a wail.

The beautiful scene in front of me vanished. It's all over, Xia is over.

What if it was all just a dream?

There was a sudden buzzing sound next to his ears, as if coming from the sky, and Xia Ruxuan couldn't hear it clearly.

But now he knows that his head hurts. Splitting headaches.

"Xia Ruxuan, wake up." Finally heard what the buzzing voice was talking about, and suddenly felt a thrill, Xia Ruxuan raised his head a little confused.

At that moment, the bright sunlight projected on his face pierced his eyes, and for a while all he could see was the white light and chaotic shadows.

He lowered his head and rubbed his eyes with one hand, then blinked desperately a few times, and after a few seconds, the pupil focus gradually returned to normal, and everything around him gradually became real.

The middle-aged man standing in front of the blackboard with gold-rimmed eyes and a straight face made Xia Ruxuan feel that there was a short circuit in his head.

Every detail on his serious face was clearly imprinted into Xia Ruxuan's mind.

"Xia Ruxuan, you stand up for me." The middle-aged man was silent for a moment, and nudged his glasses with his hand. Inexplicably, as if it was a conditioned reflex, Xia Ruxuan stood up with the table.

My head still hurts for a while, and I feel dizzy.

"Tell me what you were doing last night?" The middle-aged man's tone gradually became a little heavier, "What the hell are you doing today, ah?" I dozed off in the first class, and the college entrance examination is less than a month away, what are you thinking in your heart? ”

Xia Ruxuan looked around blankly-everyone's eyes were focused on him, almost all of them were gloating onlookers, only when she turned her head in front of her, the girl's face was anxious.

When these strange and familiar faces flashed through his mind one by one, the messy head seemed to suddenly have a few clear clues.

If I am not mistaken, the serious middle-aged man on the podium is Zhou Xiangdong, his homeroom teacher for three years in high school.

And his high school was from September 2000 to July 2003, Xia Ruxuan's confused mind seemed to hear him mention that there was still a month to take the college entrance examination, so this point in time should be in 2003.

Xia Ruxuan's head, who had drawn these inferences, began to short-circuit again, which was too disconnected from his memory.

"Why don't you speak," Zhou Xiangdong's tone raised two points, and the whole class was suddenly silent. Anyone could see that Zhou Xiangdong was starting to be a little angered by Xia Ruxuan. "Dumb?"

"Sleep." Xia Ruxuan opened his mouth, hesitated for a moment, and spoke.

It immediately caused a burst of laughter from the surrounding classmates.

"What?" Zhou Xiangdong was a little angry when he heard his words, "You haven't slept enough?" ”

"I mean last night." Xia Ruxuan paused and added.

He really wanted to quickly settle the inexplicable situation he was experiencing, and this feeling made him feel very wrong.

Although he knew that sometimes there would be some short-lived amnesia the moment he woke up, he vaguely remembered that he had drunk a lot of wine the night before, and it was in the cold of winter.

More importantly, he also clearly remembers that he was at the end of 2011 and ...... The phone call I received, the news I got about my father.

When all this was strung together, Xia Ruxuan's mood was covered with another layer of haze. But what the situation is now, he still has some confusion.

"I think you're confident, so let's give me the answer to this question." Although Zhou Xiangdong no longer cared about what he did last night, he still didn't plan to let Xia Ruxuan go easily.

Now that the college entrance examination is approaching, he doesn't want this lazy atmosphere to spread in the class, so he wants to give Xia Ruxuan a hard wake-up call. It doesn't matter if you don't get good grades, the important thing is not to give up hope.

"Uh......" The numbers on the blackboard were chaotic, Xia Ruxuan didn't have the slightest impression of all this in his mind, how could he give an answer at this time.

Xia Ruxuan was hesitating blankly, and the girl in the front row who had just glanced at it took a piece of scratch paper from under the table, using her body as a cover to avoid Zhou Xiangdong's sight.

Xia Ruxuan pretended to look down at the book, grabbed the scratch paper between his fingertips and picked it up, and the beautiful font on the manuscript paper wrote a math answer.

"The value of x is all positive integers."

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