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

The 16-year-old Yan Yao briefly appeared again. In a sense, it was a kind of compensation for the tragedies of previous lives, filling regrets and calming grievances.

"I'm very happy that I have always been my father's child. From my previous life to my next life, I have always been Yan Yao, Yan Qingcheng's only son."

These were the last words Yan Yao said before falling asleep.

He was very happy when he said it, but when he hugged his father's neck, tears fell down uncontrollably, hot and burning tears, drop by drop, all hit Yan Qingcheng's neck.

Even when he fell asleep, the child's eyes were still oozing tears.

Yan Qingcheng knew that there was no compensation after all.

A son who has no past memories may live a carefree life, but the regrets of the past will not go away, they have been engraved into the son's life.

But Yan Qingcheng was not in a hurry to do anything, he always did things step by step, especially when it came to matters related to his son, he was terribly calm and rational.

He just made a decision, revised the relevant future plans, and in the next six months, while studying the test-tube baby technology, he took his son to start supervising the future villa construction project of the Yan family.

The area of ​​the Yan family's villa is too large. If it is the normal construction time, it will take at least two years.

If the construction speed is doubled and the work is rushed day and night, it will take at least one year from the start of construction to the completion of the Yan family villa. After the decoration, the furniture will need to be placed for more than two months before people can live in it. fastest.

Fortunately, under Yan Qingcheng's planned supervision, the villa was finally completed at the end of the year, and began to enter the decoration period.

At this time, there was only one and a half years left before Yan Yao was born.

The child himself has nothing to worry about, and lives happily every day.

This morning, Yan Qingcheng took him to visit his home, changed the decoration of his new home, and played in the amusement park of his new home for a long time before being reluctantly brought back to the research institute.

After returning, because Yan Yao yelled to see Zhong Changsheng, Yan Qingcheng first coaxed his son back to the room.

Yan Yao rode his small car around the house, saw his father walking around with forms, tinkering with medicines in the laboratory for a while, coming out to get materials, writing, drawing and making corrections on paper for a while. Riding a bicycle, he tugged at the hem of his father's clothes and asked, "What is Dad doing?"

"I'm leaving a message for Qi Yue and Fang Li." Yan Qingcheng stopped writing, rubbed his son's head, and coaxed in a low voice, "Dad has successfully improved the test-tube baby technology and built the house. Qi Yuelai will take care of Yaoyao for a period of time, about half a year, okay?"

"Why, dad, is he going to bed like other dads?" Yan Yao looked at his dad suspiciously.

"You can say that." Yan Qingcheng pondered for a moment before explaining, "According to the normal time, Dad got married when he was 21 years old, your mother was a few years older than me, and Yao Yao was born when I was 21 years old. Say, whoever watched you was born should be a 21-year-old dad, right?"

"Yeah." Yan Yao nodded quickly, extremely obedient.

Yan Qingcheng's raised eyebrows relaxed, and he said happily: "So, now Dad is 19 and a half years old, plus 1 and a half years, just 21 years old, it's time for Yao Yao to be born. According to the rules of time, the period before Yao Yao was born At this time, Dad has already finished the college entrance examination and entered the university, so he has to go to school."

"But, dad is also going to school now..." Yan Yao looked at his dad suspiciously, and complained, "Dad had to take the final exam last semester, and for those three days, he didn't bring any medicine to school!"

"That's right, but my father's name is Yan Qingcheng after all, not the Qi Yue of this era, so there are certain destiny journeys that need Qi Yue or Fang Li to go on their own, understand?" Yan Qingcheng put down his pen and carried his son into the arms in the hand, sitting right in the crook of the arm.

Yan Yao slowly shook her head, expressing that she didn't quite understand, and retorted softly:

"Dad is dad. When Dad is in class, Qi Yue's father sometimes runs out to do homework. Last exam, Qi Yue's father came out to do the math test paper, Fang Li's father came out to do the English test paper, and Dad did other test papers by himself. The medicine knows everything! Dad doesn’t need to sleep for so long!”

The child snorted softly as he spoke, staring at his father with round peach blossom eyes, as if the baby knows all the secrets, so don't try to fool me.

Yan Qingcheng looked at his son who was one year older and wiser, silent for a few seconds, and said:

"Yaoyao is right. In normal times, Qi Yue and Fang Li can come out occasionally, but they are not the ones who dominate the body. So time believes that it is Yan Qingcheng who exists in this time and space at this moment, not Qi Yue or Fang Li, you know? Dad chose to sleep for a period of time to let time acquiesce that I am Qi Yue at this time, so that when the time comes, the birth of Yao Yao will not attract time's attention."

"Well... that is to say, let Qi Yue's father come out to trick the big villain Time?" The child asked in a low voice.

"That's right." Yan Qingcheng slightly hooked his lips, kissed his son's small face, and praised, "Yaoyao is very smart, she will obediently listen to Qi Yue, eat and sleep well, right?"

"Yeah!" Yan Yao nodded her head, and kissed his father's face.

The son's eyes were full of joy and anticipation, which made Yan Qingcheng feel relieved a lot, and couldn't help coaxing: "Dad has written everything into the memo, and Qi Yue will take good care of you. Be obedient."

"When will dad come back?" Yan Yao was a little bit reluctant.

"Half a year, once half a year is up, Dad has to come out and prepare for the future."

Whether it is preparing to breed test-tube babies, or managing the Qi family's existing and the Yan family's formally started industries, Yan Qingcheng needs to do it himself.

Qi Yue is extremely talented in entrepreneurship, but in the end he lacks experience, so it's okay for a short period of time, but the long-term operation may wear him down.Yan Qingcheng in the previous two lives had suffered in this regard, so he didn't want the setbacks in his career to affect Qi Yue again, or his temperament when he was young.

Fang Li is the same.Fang Li's character is closer to Yan Qingcheng in the future, but Fang Li is still too young when it comes to the cultivation of test-tube babies. Without the support of later generations' medical clinical experience, it is difficult to guarantee that there will be no accidents.

However, maintaining such a personality state dominated by Yan Qingcheng will have some negative effects on the secondary personality.So after Yan Yao was born, Yan Qingcheng had to rebalance the timing of each personality's emergence, at least to reach a balance point.

Regarding this issue, Yan Qingcheng has been carefully considering it for a year, including conducting various clinical experiments to test the feasibility of personality splitting and integration, and it was not until yesterday that there was a result, so today he decided to discuss it with his son.

"When Yaoyao is born and the company's development has stabilized, Dad will take turns to accompany Yaoyao, okay?"

"You mean, will both Qi Yue's father and Fang Li's father come?" the child asked eagerly.

"Well. Do you think it's okay for a father to take care of Yaoyao for a month?" Yan Qingcheng faintly smiled.

In the past, Qi Yue and Fang Li always appeared alternately day and night, but this led to excessive consumption of physical energy, frequent changes of identities, places of work and places of residence, and the time wasted on the road also increased. To be honest, this is not a good thing. Yan Qingcheng didn't want to die from overwork.

Of course, Qi Yue and Fang Li did not want to die young.

Yan Yao heard the words, she broke her fingers and started counting, muttering: "January is dad, February is Qi Yue's dad, March is Fang Li's dad..."

Yan Qingcheng waited patiently for his son to finish counting, and concluded: "There are 12 months in a year, exactly four rounds."

"That's fine. If only Dad was like in the story, with 72 hours a day." Yan Yao said regretfully.

Yan Qingcheng raised his eyebrows in surprise, and joked: "Wouldn't you think we can do multiplication with medicine?"

"Of course, Yao Yao is 4 years old, and Uncle Yang even praised me as a child prodigy!" Yan Yao proudly crossed her waist.

"It's amazing." Yan Qingcheng rubbed his son with relaxed brows, and promised various compensations after returning, before sending the child to Zhong Changsheng's office.

The child stood inside the door, looked at his father outside, raised his little hand and waved, and said, "Dad, remember the time! Only 10 minutes, Yaoyao wants to see Dad!"

"Okay." Yan Qingcheng put his broad palm on his son's head, touched it skillfully, then straightened up, turned around and strode away.

Yan Yao quietly looked at her father's tall back, and stood at the door for a long time, until she could no longer see anyone, then she pursed her mouth and whispered in frustration, "Father lied again."

When his father was about to die, he also said that he would just sleep for a while, but in fact he did something bad.

Zhong Changsheng came over, bent down and patted the child on the back, and joked, "Why did Yaoyao speak ill of your father again?"

Yan Yao turned around, grabbed the old man's hand, and said, "Dad is going to sleep."

"Grandpa knows. It's okay." Zhong Changsheng led the child into the house and said slowly, "Yaoyao, you have to know that everything in this world checks and balances each other. For example, if there are grass in the world, then grass eats it. Animals will not starve to death. Similarly, if your father chose to split his personality and go against fate, then you will also go against fate.”

"Yao Yao doesn't understand." Yan Yao shook her head.

Zhong Changsheng led the child into the living room, where Suzhou North was drinking tea.

When Professor Su saw the child's slumped head, he hugged him on his knees and comforted him with a cup of tea.

Zhong Changsheng, on the other hand, had no hope for Suzhou Bei's method of coaxing children, he stroked his beard helplessly, walked over and sat down, and explained:

"Yaoyao, this matter is actually very simple. Your father chose to sleep and let the secondary personality come out, which means that he chose to maintain a state of split personality. In the original fate, Yan Qingcheng has a complete personality."

"That's right." Suzhou Bei took the words lazily, and continued to explain, "Your father could have maintained his personality integrity, so his fate would not have changed, and you would have been born normally. But he didn't do that. He chose to split his personality and change his fate. , so you will not be that sick, ignorant baby Yan Yao, you will become an existence beyond the rules of time just like your father."

"In other words, you will be reborn with all the memories you have now."

"All memories? It means that Yaoyao will be born next year, and still remember things from her previous life?" Yan Yao's eyes widened in surprise.

"Yeah. Otherwise, why do you think your father has a split personality? If I were your father, I wouldn't kill my body..."

"Cough, cough, cough!"

Before he could finish speaking Suzhou Beihua, Zhong Changsheng interrupted him with a series of violent coughs and gave him a fierce stare.

"..." After receiving the warning from the dean, Suzhou Bei had no choice but to change his words, "Don't worry, your father is fine. It's just that he won't be able to come out all the time. He should have told you too, right?"

"Yes, my father said, Qi Yue's father and Fang Li's father will take turns to accompany me in the future." The child replied softly.

"Hmm. That's what it means." Suzhou Bei rested his chin wearily and watched the child, but his mind was thinking about Yan Qingcheng's choice this time.

Needless to say, this choice was surprising.Because before this, no one could have thought of this method—using split personality to change one's own destiny, and then change the fate of the son, so that the son was born with memories. This kind of routine of relying on the rules of time to counter the time is simply Unexpected to the extreme.

If Yan Qingcheng hadn't said it himself, Suzhou North probably wouldn't have believed it.

But such a choice and result did prove Yan Qingcheng's ability. Of course, it was more because of the importance he attached to his son, who was so big that he could accept any sacrifice.

A hundred years of life is so short, and it has to be divided into three parts. After calculation, the life span of each personality is at most 30 years.

However, by doing so, Yan Qingcheng fulfilled his promise to his son, and would stay with him until his death.When one personality dies, there is another one who will bear it, and can always accompany his son for a hundred years.

The considerations of adults, Yan Yao doesn't understand, he is still young, and he can't think of such a long-term future, just knowing that his father is fine, and he will take turns to accompany him, that's enough.

After being comforted for a long time, the child finally became happy and ran to Zhong Changsheng's study to play.

He visited his own villa today. The home has its own small garden, amusement park, baby room, studio, swimming pool... In short, it has complete facilities and everything you expect.

In addition, the huge stone at the entrance of his villa has no inscriptions, and there is no writing on the plaque at home.

Isn't this his father hinting that he should do something?

So, Yan Yao pondered for a long time in the study, and finally dragged out Zhong Changsheng's inkstone and rice paper. I finished the ink and started to write slowly.

When Qi Yue pressed his throbbing forehead and hurried into the study to look for his son, he was shocked to find that... the milky white boy had already used ink to paste himself into black balls, his face, hands, and hands were all black. Not to mention the sloppy ink printing, but also wrote two big and round characters on the paper - "medicine nest".

I have to say that the son is indeed a "child prodigy".