Chapter Fifty-Seven: Xuan Yuan's Dream Realm

  Today was another English reading class, and the English teacher didn't show up. As the English class representative, I led everyone in reading, which is a responsibility that can't be shirked. I opened up Unit 4's textbook and loudly led my classmates in reading, with most of them reading very seriously. However, there were some boys in the back row who were causing trouble, whispering to each other and eating breakfast. But as soon as I glared at them and pretended to pick up a piece of chalk to write down their names, they calmed down.

  As I read and habitually glance around, after all, from the podium, every move of my classmates is very clear. Unintentionally, I caught a glimpse of Xuan Yuan Ruo, who was lying on the table, yawning continuously, seemingly very sleepy.

  He always makes fun of me for loving to sleep, and every time I yawn and say to him: "I'm a special sleepyhead, how can I compare to you, who's always full of energy, like you've been injected with chicken blood?"

  He looked at me with disdain and said: "I see that you are not just a student in trouble, but also the mother of sleepiness, the god of sleep."

  Xiao Xiao and the others were very curious, asking: "Xiao Xiao, are you a special student? No, your studies are very good. And Xuan Yuan, what is this 'Jue Mu' and 'Shui Shen'? Is it yeast?"

  I was a bit annoyed, but also curious about how he knew the meanings of these words, so I asked: "Xuanyuan, why did you think of using these words to describe me? And Xiaoxiao, 'jue mu' means sleeping mother, is he making fun of me for being able to sleep too much?" Xiaoxiao nodded in understanding, Xuanyuan looked like it was a stupid question and said: "It's strange, I just thought of it and blurted it out."

  Xiao Xiao laughed and said: "Xuan Yuan, Xiao Xiao, you two really use strange words when speaking."

  As a result, at that time, he and I simultaneously blurted out: "His/Her thinking is not on the starting line of humanity."

  Yaya looked at me and then at Xuan Yuan, saying: "You two are indeed on the same starting line of thought!" Thinking about this, I couldn't help but burst out laughing.

  After the morning reading class, Xuan Yuan was still lying on the table, looking listless. I walked over and patted his desk, pretending to be serious: "Xuan Yuan, as a class leader, you should set an example for others. How can you not read aloud during the morning reading class and take the lead in sleeping? You're not cooperating with my work at all. Be careful or I'll report this to the head teacher."

  He would normally argue with me, but this time he just said expressionlessly: "I'm too tired today, I didn't sleep well last night and had a lot of dreams."

  I naturally asked, "Dream? What dream? Interesting? Frightening? You still remember?" A very ordinary sentence, but unexpectedly Xuan Yuan suddenly got angry and said: "Are you done yet? Don't you think you're meddling too much? Are you idle person Ma Dajie?"

  I was stunned at first, then felt very wronged, but still pretended to be calm and said: "You're in a bad mood today, let's just forget it, consider me meddling too much, next time I'll be too lazy to care."

  After leaving Xuan Yuan's seat, I returned to my own position, scolding Xuan Yuan in my heart until he was skinless. What's so great about him? Isn't it just that his grades are good, he's smart, has a good family background, and is handsome? These steamed buns also have these qualities, they're just slightly weaker than you. Hmph, if you don't come apologize to me, I absolutely won't bother with you again. Whoever bothers with you is a small dog...

  Actually, Fang Xuan was also very regretful of his inexplicable outburst at himself. It's just that the dream he had yesterday really bothered him. His dreams were like reality, although they were just some fragmented images and not continuous, but it felt like he had experienced them before, which made him feel very uncomfortable in his heart.

  He clearly remembered that in the dream, he was called Xuan Yu Rui, not Xuan Yuan Rui, because his father was called Xuan Zi Feng, his mother was called Yuan Qing Ju, and the mother in his dream said she hoped their baby would be full of good fortune, so he was named Xuan Yu Rui.

  Xuanzi Feng was an unknown painter, while Yuan Qingyu was a slightly famous dancer. The Yuan family had a long history of fragrance and did not agree with Yuan Qingyu's association with Xuanzi Feng. However, Yuan Qingyu resolutely eloped with Xuanzi Feng. As a result, the Yuan family sent her a coffin, indicating that she was no longer a member of the Yuan family.

  Later, Xuan Zifeng indeed became a very famous painter, and he loved his wife and son dearly. Xuan Yu Rui lived a happy life until high school. However, when Xuan Zifeng reached middle age, he surprisingly started an affair with one of his students, insisting on divorcing his wife. He begged his wife to understand that he had never loved anyone like this before, and that his student was incredibly intelligent and shared his artistic vision. Haha, perhaps this is just the inferior nature of men? Is it another tragic love story like Xu Beihong and Sun Duoci's? Men always seem to prefer new things over old ones, what a sarcastic saying "new clothes are not as good as old ones, people are not as good as before".

  Xuanzi forgot the deep affection he had for his wife in those years, forgot the promises he made to her. Time seemed to have left its natural mark on all of this, and it was impossible to find the original appearance again. Yuan Qingyu surprisingly agreed very calmly, it turned out that Yuan Qingyu had liver cancer and soon passed away due to illness. Xuan Yuanyu also became disillusioned with learning because of this, and in the end only managed to get into a third-rate undergraduate program for the college entrance exam.

  Xuanyuan didn't know why he had such a realistic yet absurd dream, but it wasn't over yet. In his dream, I appeared too. Xuan Rui saw me on the first night of freshman year because I was wandering around like a headless fly trying to find my way back to the dorm. Later, he even showed me the way, but at that time, it was too dark and I didn't notice him. Otherwise, as a member of the "Bone Ash Level" appearance association, I would have remembered him.

  It was probably the day I was reborn, but I didn't know what was going on. Xuan Yu Rui hated being called "Little White Face" by a group of people from the Computer Science Department, and many others would also say "Aren't you that Little White Face from the Computer Science Department?" As a result, they made a bet with Xuan Yu Rui to hit on a girl. To ensure fairness, it was specified that it would be the first girl to come out of the Science Building after 9 o'clock. And as luck would have it, I happened to walk out at that time.

  Xuan Yuanrui didn't know how to flirt, and was a bit shy. The boys in his class gave him a kick and kicked him out. He kicked a small brick, which flew out in a parabolic shape, and then hit someone - unfortunately, it was me.

  Xuanyuan Zhi woke up with a start from his dream, and now he's deeply conflicted in his heart. He wonders why he had such a strange dream, and how it could be so realistic, yet it clearly defies logic. Xuanyuan Zhi doesn't know why he's so troubled by this, what does all of this mean?

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