To this day, Xia Yu can clearly remember the scene when she first met An Lixu.

At that time, she was 13 years old and in the second year of junior high school at Jiuquan Middle School.

But in the middle of that 13-year-old summer, she hit her classmates.

When Xia Zixue arrived, the parents of the beaten children were asking for an explanation at the door of the office.

"Why is the little girl so untutored now, she looks quite quiet, and she actually beats people, how does your school discipline her, it's really pitiful that my son was beaten like this by her!" The parents who came to find the explanation were menacing, reprimanding and crying miserably at the head teacher, and they were not the ones to be provoked at first glance.

The little fat man who was beaten stood next to his parents, with tears in his eyes. However, except for an inconspicuous red mark on his forehead, it is not as serious as the other party said.

Although the head teacher verbally comforted the irritable parent, his actual expression had already become impatient, "Xia Yu's parents will be here in a while......"

When Xia Zixue heard this, his face was not very good-looking.

Hearing the footsteps, the head teacher and the parent turned around, and the moment they saw Xia Zixue, they had an aura of surrender, and from their perspective, they could see the suit jacket on the other party's shoulders and their extremely handsome face.

"You...... Are you Natsuyu's father? “

The head teacher could not hide the shock in his eyes, and his tone became humble.

"Hmm."

"That's—"

"Where's my daughter?" Xia Zixue indifferently interrupted the head teacher's words.

"Inside." The head teacher was flickered by his sharp eyes.

The parents who just thought that they were in charge and were still talking about the truth did not dare to say anything at this time.

Xia Zixue walked into the office, looked around, and saw the girl who was silently painting in the corner, and finally a little gentle look appeared in her eyes.

Sensing that someone was coming, Xia Yu raised his head from the painting, and when he saw that it was Xia Zixue, his originally expressionless and delicate face finally smiled.

She put the sketchbook and pen in her backpack, climbed down from the tall chair, ran over and obediently grabbed Xia Zixue's hand.

Xia Zixue half-squatted down at her, looked at her and asked seriously, "Little grapefruit, why did you beat people?"

Xia Yu blinked, and after a while, he whispered, "He bullied Xiaomei, I want to help her."

Xia Zixue said softly: "But you can't hit people either."

"But he still speaks ill of Dad." Xia Yu pinched Xia Zixue's fingers, his expression was a little angry, "He said I was a freak, and said that my father was a freak's father...... I'm not happy. “

Xia Zixue was stunned, in fact, he didn't believe that the most well-behaved little grapefruit would fight at the beginning, but he didn't expect Xia Yu to make a move in his name.

After leading Xia Yu out of the office, Xia Zixue saw that the head teacher and parents were still waiting for him at the door.

At this time, the head teacher posted it and said: "Regarding the issue of compensation, do you want to communicate with Wu Miao's parents." ”

He originally thought that this matter could be resolved satisfactorily as long as he lost some money and asked Xia Yu to apologize again, but Xia Zixue said to the other party's parents: "Apologize." ”

When the parent heard this, he became angry: "What do you mean, your daughter beat my son and asked my son to apologize, what kind of heavenly principle is this!" ”

Xia Zixue's voice was not big or small, but it was full of anger.

"I don't mind figuring it all out, but once I find out what else is going on, don't blame me for complaining to you for slandering my daughter."

The head teacher looked confused and at a loss, and the parent wanted to say something, but when he saw Xia Zixue's gloomy face, he was a little stunned.

After school time, there were many parents and children standing at the door listening to gossip, and when they heard this, they were all a little frightened by this Xia Zixue in a suit.

"Daddy Xia Yu, this is not appropriate." The head teacher wanted to say something to ease the embarrassment, but he didn't expect Xia Zixue to say: "You convicted the child without understanding anything clearly?" ”

"Uh......"

"I thought this was a key middle school, but I didn't expect that there would be such a distinction between right and wrong, and I wouldn't let my children go to school here again." Xia Zixue glanced at them coldly, and after speaking, he picked up Xia Yu and left, leaving the teachers and parents to look at each other.

In the afternoon, Nangu Adolescent Psychological Hospital.

Xia Yu doesn't know how many times I've been here.

As usual, he silently sat on a bench in the hallway and painted, waiting for his father to talk to the psychiatrist.

Many people think she is very weird, at a very young age, Xia Yu has already behaved differently from other children, she doesn't like to talk, she never cries, she doesn't coddle her parents, she always paints quietly, except for Xia Zixue, she rarely communicates with children of the same age, and she doesn't participate in any activities in the class.

Sent to a psychiatric hospital, after a psychological test, it was unexpectedly found that she has an extremely high IQ, a strong memory, and is especially sensitive to numbers, even if it is beyond her age limit, she can solve math problems with ease.

As judged by experts, she is a genius, but zero in terms of interpersonal communication.

Xia Yu sat for a long time, her legs were a little numb, and she stood up and planned to move, but she didn't expect that as soon as she got up, a basketball flew in quickly from the window and almost hit her.

The basketball slammed into the wall with a loud "thump".

Xia Yu looked at the basketball, her legs were a little weak, and if she took a step back, she was estimated to be in the hospital.

She picked up the basketball and looked at it, the font written in marker pen on it was a little toothy and clawed, and she studied it for a long time before she could see the name of the dog-crawling style - An Lixu.

"Hey, give me the ball."