Later, Lin Zhaoxi thought that if the time travel of more than two months could completely eliminate the ten-year distance, it would be the biggest joke in the world.
When we left the lecture hall, the night fell, and many buildings in the university town were dim, but there were also classrooms that were exceptionally bright in the night. Through the windows, you can see many students in many classrooms. They are studying hard under the incandescent lamp, and the books on the desks are stacked high.
Lin Zhaoxi didn't look back at the lecture hall, and didn't look at her phone anymore, and went home directly.
Pushing open the door, there is a very faint smell of food.
Lao Lin has already arranged meals in the yard, the chandelier hangs from the flower stand, and the vines are just green, shaking gently in the night wind.
Seeing the injuries on her body, Lao Lin let out a "huh~".
"Are you going to fight?" Lao Lin asked.
"No!" Lin Zhaoxi threw away her schoolbag and sat down on the wicker chair, "For justice!"
Lao Lin shook his head, pointed at her face with his chopsticks, drew a circle with the tip, and said regretfully, "This is an unhappy face. I'm not happy about doing what is right, Lin Zhaoxi, you don't have a high level of awareness."
"Because it hurts, if there is a scar, no one will do anything in the future." Lin Zhaoxi picked up the chopsticks, pretending to be worried.
"Does someone want it without scars?" Lao Lin asked with a smile.
Sure enough, it was his own father. Lin Zhaoxi stared at Lao Lin, and made a gesture to get his mobile phone: "Although I rejected Xiao Liu, if I sincerely apologize, write a 3,000-word self-criticism and read it carefully, do you think Comrade Xiao Liu will forgive me?" ?”
"Don't, don't, don't be impulsive." Lao Lin hurriedly waved his chopsticks to make her put down the phone.
Lin Zhaoxi laughed, lowered her head, raised her bowl, and took two mouthfuls of rice.
The food was already slightly cold at the entrance, and Lao Lin had obviously been waiting for him in the yard for a long time.
She raised her head and looked at her father's smiling face in the night.
"I saved a boy today." She said slowly.
"Handsome?" Lao Lin asked.
Lin Zhaoxi choked, what kind of image did she have in Lao Lin's heart: "I didn't save him because of my face, I'm not that kind of person."
Lao Lin: "Then you saved him because he knew Pei Zhi?"
Lin Zhaoxi:? ?
Seeing her shocked and speechless expression, Lao Lin was also stunned.
"Your old father is talking nonsense. Did you win again? Are you going to buy sports lottery?" Lao Lin was about to stand up, "I have to take notes and go to buy sports lottery, or forget, five million five million .”
"Stop, stop!" Lin Zhaoxi hurriedly called to stop him, "Don't be impulsive, I was sent to the hospital with him."
"This plot is not good." Lao Lin shook his head and began to make up a story, "The next thing is that Pei Zhi has to go to the hospital, you bumped into each other again, he sent you to get medicine, and added your WeChat by the way..."
With a click, Lin Zhaoxi's chopsticks fell off.
Lao Lin was even more stunned.
After a while, Lao Lin poked his head and asked quietly: "I guessed right again, chaos theory is interesting..."
Lin Zhaoxi: "Comrade Lin, what is your pen name in Jinjiang Romance Station, can you tell me?"
"Don't, don't." Lao Lin waved quickly, "I'm not that kind of person."
Lin Zhaoxi felt the ridicule.
After Lao Lin finished speaking, he almost died laughing: "It's bloody."
Lin Zhaoxi was helpless: "What's even more bloody is that I came back from the hospital and went to school to listen to a lecture on p/np issues. The interpreter was Pei Zhi..."
"Fortune tricks people." Lao Lin sighed.
"yes."
After saying "Yes", both father and daughter were silent for a while. There are frogs and cicadas singing outside the courtyard, but it is quiet inside.
Lin Zhaoxi looked at the dim light from the glass window at home, and heard Lao Lin ask, "How was the lecture?"
This is Lao Lin.
"I could understand it at first, but then I couldn't understand it at all." Lin Zhaoxi replied seriously.
"It's not easy, Pei Zhiting worked hard." Lao Lin said.
Lin Zhaoxi: "..."
"Is there anything you don't understand?" Lao Lin sat at the small dining table and asked.
Lin Zhaoxi nodded, took out a notebook from the chair next to her, and started asking questions.
"I probably understand the concept of popular science, but I don't know enough about the mathematical definition of this problem."
"where?"
"here."
Lin Zhaoxi moved her chair and moved to Lao Lin's side. She spread out the notebook and pointed to the keywords with question marks.
"Oh, this, the salesman question, you know this..."
Lao Lin's voice was gentle, and the night was soothing and pleasant. It was obviously just a dinner, but it turned into an academic Q&A.
Lin Zhaoxi listened, then suddenly raised her head and looked at her father's profile.
He has a little bit of gray hair on his temples, looks serious and focused, and is using easy-to-understand language to open the door to the world of mathematics for her little by little
How long has it been like this
Lin Zhaoxi didn't remember either.
But she is sincerely grateful for the opportunity to go back in time and make all the beautiful memories that have been forgotten be clear again.
The night breeze was soothing, and Lao Lin spoke for a long time. Compared with Professor Howard and Pei Zhi's short science lectures to the public, Lao Lin's lectures were even more profound and simple. He did it at his fingertips, and he also aimed at what she didn't understand. Every concept, every term, was explained by him, and gradually stripped of the difficult coat, and became clear.
After Lao Lin explained, she could gradually see how far the distance was.
Lin Zhaoxi even wondered for a moment whether Lao Lin had been obsessed with this problem for a long time, otherwise how could he be so clear
"How do you feel?" Lao Lin finally asked.
"It's still difficult." Lin Zhaoxi replied sincerely.
"Of course it's difficult." Lao Lin couldn't help laughing, the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes were particularly obvious, "Well, the millennium problem, mortals can understand where the superiority of mathematicians comes from?"
Lin Zhaoxi: "..."
"Take it easy." Lao Lin said, "Life is so long, you can pursue whatever you like, don't push yourself too hard."
"Isn't that what you said yesterday?"
"After all, I didn't solve Pei Zhi's problem in an instant yesterday, so I lack confidence." Lao Lin was confident.
"Ah?" Lin Zhaoxi looked at Lao Lin blankly:
"Don't push yourself too hard, if you can't do it, you still have dad." Lao Lin blinked, keeping secret.
Lin Zhaoxi tasted these words, and suddenly stared at Lao Lin with wide eyes.
"Comrade Lin, you can't do this!"
As Lao Lin spoke, he was about to pick up a pen: "Shall I write the answer for you?"
"You are a sugar-coated cannonball in the knowledge world, take it away, don't tempt me!"
Lin Zhaoxi pushed his hand away, and turned to get the planner in her schoolbag, as well as the materials of today's registration agency, all the papers were piled up on the corner of the table.
"Instead of writing me the answers, you should guide me how to study..."
When she said this, the surroundings suddenly became quiet, and when she raised her head, Lao Lin's eyes were fixed, looking at something on the table.
She felt strange, and subconsciously followed his gaze down, and saw a string of phone numbers.
That's the phone number written on her internship lecture notes: 021-576323xx.
Looking up again, Lao Lin looked at her, and she also looked at Lao Lin.
Lin Zhaoxi: "Dad, you want to ask me where I got this number, I don't need to read such a long line..."
"Huh?" Lao Lin's reaction was very typical.
"Do you think this string of phone numbers looks familiar?" Lin Zhaoxi asked tentatively.
Lao Lin looked at her with secretive eyes for a moment, but then he became dazed again, and finally said, "Where did you get this number?"
Lin Zhaoxi licked her lips, remembering the story she once told the tsundere version of Lao Lin.
"I had a dream last night and fell down a rabbit hole..."
"Isn't this "Alice in Wonderland", don't fool us dementia patients!"
Lin Zhaoxi: "..."
"Caring for your old father, start from the little things."
Lin Zhaoxi: "It's really a dream." She smiled, "In the dream I was tragically abandoned and grew up in an orphanage. You lost me for some reason and became cynical. On the day we did the self-assessment, you dialed I got this number, I saw it."
"What is cynicism?" Lao Lin was very skeptical.
"It's just that I know you. I hugged my thigh and called you, and you dismissed me. It feels like the whole world owes you a five million lottery ticket!"
"Dreams project people's subconscious mind. You said how unbearable your old father is in your mind!"
Lin Zhaoxi: "Father, your focus is so crooked, are you trying to change the subject with a guilty conscience?"
"Why am I guilty!"
"Whose phone is this?" she said, "I searched on Baidu, but there was no result. It should be the home phone..."
"Comrade Lin Chaoxi..."
"exist!"
"Your old father has Alzheimer's disease, and he still needs to be tortured by you. He feels very uncomfortable and panicked." Lao Lin stood up while holding his chest, and left with the vegetable bowl in his hands.
Although Lao Lin was joking, he obviously didn't want to talk about it.
Lin Zhaoxi also asked herself countless times if she wanted to find out what happened back then.
But looking at the back of Lao Lin walking into the house, Lin Zhaoxi thought, children have children's secrets, so adults also have adult secrets, keeping secrets is everyone's right, Lin Zhaoxi decided to respect him.
She turned her head, raised her chopsticks, and was about to pick up vegetables, but they were all empty.
"Dad, let's go, you give me back the dry pot bullfrog!!"