The days when I lived with my 18-year-old schoolboy father

Generally speaking, the human mind grows gradually as the body ages.

A ten-year-old child with normal intelligence is naturally much more sensible than a five-year-old child.

Yan Yao is also like this.

On the first day of school, when he met his father Yan Qingcheng for the first time, he spoke very clearly, he would discuss things with Chen Mu, he knew how to cover up his lack of voice in front of outsiders, and he was careful when facing Qi Yue, Say "I" when referring to yourself.

At that time, Yan Yao was not much different from a normal 16-year-old child.

However, as the days went by, in less than a week, his body lost two sizes, and the rapid deterioration of his body functions was not limited to his age, various organs and appearance, but also his mind.

He gradually became like a child, referring to himself, he likes to say "medicine" and doesn't like to use "I" to refer to himself.

When he saw Yan Qingcheng, at first he could understand that his father had no memory, and it was understandable that he couldn't remember him, he was very sensible.

But slowly, he began to struggle with this matter, he could no longer understand, he would care about his father not remembering him, he would ask Yan Qingcheng to hug him, and he would be sad if he didn't hug him, he became more concerned about his childhood. Memory, speaking and doing things are becoming more and more ignorant.

A year ago, he would consider changing the fate of his father's future illness and death, and eliminating the possible estrangement between the father and son in the future.

But now, it was hard for him to remember.The decay of the mind is terrible, and it catches everyone by surprise.

For time, people's understanding is always so limited.Time tried to destroy Yan Yao's body, but Yan Yao survived, and he didn't die.

People will not fall twice in the same place, not to mention the timing that dominates everything.It got smarter, it went another way.

Let Yan Yao become a child, forget about her mission of coming to this era, forget about possible disasters in the future, stop trying to change Yan Qingcheng's fate, step by step, reduce his danger, make him smaller and disappear.

It's a huge conspiracy, and it's pretty stealthy.

It took only a few weeks to fade from a teenager to a child, and no one had the ability to predict all this.

But one person was missed in time, and that was Yan Yao's father.

If Yan Qingcheng didn't have a dual personality, but was only Qi Yue, a business genius with a bright future, then the time plan would be smooth.

But unfortunately, Yan Qingcheng is not only Qi Yue, but also Fang Li.

Fang Li has advanced medical skills and is familiar with the secrets of black holes.If he can save his son once, he can save the second time.

He is the biggest variable of fate.

Yan Yao's mind has faded, and many things cannot be understood properly, but this does not hinder his intuition.

The child vaguely felt that his father was trying to protect him, trying everything he could.

At dawn, Yan Yao woke up.

He turned over clumsily under the quilt, stuck out his little furry head, and looked at his father.

Fang Li sat in the high-backed chair by the bed, his eyes were slightly closed, his hands were still resting on the medical books on his lap, and his breathing was calm.

Looking at it from Yan Yao's point of view, one can only see the handsome and indifferent side face of the young man, even with his eyes closed, the straight curve of his thin lips still looks indifferent and unfeeling.

After the child became smaller, the beautiful peach blossom eyes were much rounder than before, the pupils were big and black, and they were black like black grapes.

He obediently lay on the pillow and looked at Fang Li for a while, then carefully crawled out of the quilt and sat down on the quilt.

After sitting down, Yan Yao held her breath and looked at his father without blinking.

After a while, seeing that the other party did not respond, the child was greatly relieved, and happily slid off the bed.

He didn't wear shoes either, so he dragged down the blanket he had covered, and tiptoed up to Fang Li. After gesturing for a long time, he managed to cover Fang Li's body with the blanket, and tucked it in earnestly. The blanket went up to his dad's shoulders.

After finishing all this, Yan Yao slipped into the bathroom with her bare feet.

Fang Li waited for his son to leave before he opened his eyes and glanced at the blanket on his body with a clear expression.

As soon as he fell asleep, he would turn back into Qi Yue, so when he was guarding his son, he would never choose to sleep anyway, he was just resting just now.

However, since the son misunderstood that he was sleeping at this moment, he continued to "sleep".

Fang Li closed his eyes and was about to continue resting, when there was a sudden "bang" from the bathroom, like the sound of a cup falling to the ground.

The bathroom door was suddenly pulled open from the outside, Yan Yao was taken aback, grabbed a small toothbrush and widened her eyes, leaned against the corner of the wall foolishly, and looked at his father.

Fang Li walked in with big strides, his sharp eyes swept across his intact son, and landed on the mouthwash cup on the ground.

The strawberry-shaped cartoon cup fell to the ground, and the water in it spilled all over the floor.

And the kid was standing two meters away from the cup... right against the wall.

Fang Li fell silent.

So... His son accidentally dropped the cup, was so frightened that he ran to the wall in a panic?

The son didn't seem much like him.

Fang Li's silence was only for a moment, his face was very calm, he walked straight over, picked up the cup, went to the sink to wash it, reconnected the water, then turned around and went to the corner, and brought his son over.

Yan Yao was used to being carried by his father, and returned to the sink from two meters away in the blink of an eye.

With a glass of water stuffed in his hand, the child looked up at Fang Li timidly, but his hairy head was pressed down by a big hand.

A cold and quiet voice sounded above your head: "Brush your teeth obediently, or do you want Dad to brush your teeth for you?"

Yan Yao recalled the painful experience of being brushed by his father in his arms when she was a child, obediently doing it herself, brushing her own teeth seriously.

Fang Li just stood aside and stared, waiting for his son to finish brushing his teeth slowly, then put water on him and let the child wash his face.

Yan Yao's habit of washing her face is completely like his father's, and she only needs a towel to solve the problem simply and rudely.

After all, Yan Qingcheng's personality is a tough guy type, he is naturally handsome, even if he doesn't take care of it, among a bunch of big bellies in the business world, after another 50 years, his appearance will still stand out from the crowd.

But now is no better than later.Fang Li saw that his son was holding a small towel and yelling on his fair and tender face, and within a few seconds, his tender and beautiful face was completely reddened. Milk.

"Close your eyes." He washed his hands, found a hair tie to tie his son's bangs into a small braid, and tied the soft hair on the temples behind his ears, exposing his entire face.

Afterwards, Fang Li squeezed the facial cleanser with one hand, and tore off the towel in Yan Yao's hand with the other. After his son closed his eyes obediently, followed his force and lowered his head, he picked up the water and wet the child's face, and carefully put the Apply facial cleanser and rub slowly.

Fang Li's hands are very big, and the child's entire face can be buried in just right, which makes it more difficult to wash his face.But Fang Li, who is not very proficient in being a father, remembers not to hurt his son, so he puts his strength very lightly throughout the whole process.

After washing his face, he grabbed his son and wiped the moisturizer before letting him go to change clothes.

Yan Yao knelt on the bed and put on her shirt, looked down at the long sleeves suspiciously.

Seeing Fang Li coming out of the bathroom, he stretched out his hand to show his father, shook his feet covered by the trouser legs, and said, "The clothes are getting bigger. If you wear them to school like this, you will be laughed at by your classmates."

Fang Li walked over, squatted in front of the bed and rolled up the trouser legs and sleeves for the child, pondered for a moment, and asked, "How about not going to school today? The assistant took Yaoyao's clothes by mistake. Dad asked the principal to take you to buy clothes. "

"If you don't go to school, the principal will tell you." Yan Yao hesitated.

"No, Chen Mu, Mr. Zhong will explain to him." Fang Li was obviously not very good at coaxing his son, and the excuses he came up with were quite clumsy.

"Then dad changed back to Qi Yue, will he accompany me to buy clothes?" Yan Yao asked expectantly.

Naturally, this wish was impossible to realize, because Qi Yue didn't know the existence of the institute and had to attend classes during the day, and it was impossible for Fang Li to talk to Qi Yue.

It is impossible for dual personalities to coexist, it seems that they are inherently hostile.

Yan Yao knew about this at first, but he couldn't remember it.

But in the end, Fang Li still patted his son's head and said, "Father will let Qi Yue go to the mall to wait for you."

"Really?" Yan Yao's eyes lit up, she slipped off the bed and threw herself into Fang Li's arms.

Fang Li caught his son firmly, and calmly promised: "Of course it is true."

So, after Yan Yao finished her breakfast, Fang Li left.

An hour and a half later, Qi Yue woke up in a strange youth hostel, and saw that the shirt he was wearing was obviously not the one with the monitor on it.

However, as soon as he got up and took out his mobile phone, a blank piece of paper floated out of his pocket.

On the paper is the exact same handwriting as his.

"At 10:30, accompany Yaoyao to buy clothes, at the main entrance of Guangle Shopping Center."

The author has something to say: I don’t know if any little angels have noticed the change in the address of Yan Yao in this article. At the beginning, he used “juvenile” and gradually changed it to “children”, because he is getting smaller and smaller. This is also the reason for getting more and more childish.

感谢在2020-03-0618:57:46~2020-03-0717:38:54期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: the wind blows, sugarsauce1;

Thanks to the little angels of irrigation nutrient solution: 12 bottles of sugarsauce; 10 bottles of Si Chen and Fenghuang Suxi°; 6 bottles of Zuishengmengdie;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!