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

After the symptoms of split personality in the third life gradually appeared, Yan Qingcheng rarely dreamed.

Or it should be said that among the three different personalities: Qi Yue, Fang Li and the protagonist Yan Qingcheng, only Yan Qingcheng hardly dreams.

Today's Qi Yue is not much different from all 19-year-old youths, how to live and how to live, still in college.Although Fang Li is more mature, he is also an astronomer with an actual age of 19. Although he became famous at a young age, he is a real genius.

It seems that there is only Yan Qingcheng, who looks very young on the surface, sharing the same 19-year-old body as Qi Yue Fang Li, but his mental age is already 3x38 years old, a veritable "old father".

At this age, after going through the world, Yan Qingcheng has almost no desires other than wishing for his son to grow up safely.

Therefore, after exchanging dominance of the body with Qi Yue and falling into a deep sleep, Yan Qingcheng never thought that he would still be dreaming.

The long-lost dream makes people feel a little trance.

There is a strange garden in front of me.The tulips blooming all around are fragrant and warm, and it is the favorite pink color of silly Yan Yao when she was a child.

Yan Qingcheng stood silently beside a crooked tulip, his dull eyes lowered, and fell on the frail flower branch.

After a long time, the slender man bent down, lifted the flower branch with one hand, and leaned back into the flowers.

It seems that it has just rained, and the air is still filled with the fresh smell of earth, mixed with the rich fragrance of flowers. After taking a sip, the stomach seems to be filled with the fragrance, which is warm and intoxicating.

The layout of this garden looks very familiar at first glance, at least, before Yan Qingcheng died of illness in his previous life, he had arranged an almost identical garden for his son.

But there were no pink tulips in the garden at that time, only large patches of sunflowers.

In fact, the only reason to plant sunflowers is because Yan Qingcheng thinks that sunflowers are not so easy to be raised by his son to death.

The bright sunlight fell on the broad and straight shoulders of the man, probably because he is not in physical form now, his body shape is obviously much stronger than when he was 19 years old, and his height has also been raised a bit, approaching At 195, this is pretty much what he looks like in his 30s.

Noticing this, the man just looked down at his calloused hands, then raised his head and looked at the familiar villa behind the garden.

If she guessed right, Yan Yao should be living in the villa now, but she doesn't know how old her son is now.

Yan Qingcheng stood there for a long time, and finally walked inside.

He seemed to know what he was going to see.

The closer you get to the interior of the garden, the sound of the musical fountain becomes clearer and clearer, without even changing the tone.

And behind the huge fountain pool, in the deepest part of the garden, the swing covered with green vines swayed gently in the breeze as usual.

The man's usually steady breath stagnated for a moment, and his expression was slightly startled.

As he expected, his son, whom he hadn't seen for a long time, sat quietly in the wheelchair, parked on the edge of the swing, like every day in the past year.

His appearance has hardly changed, his eyebrows and eyes are similar to Yan Qingcheng, but he is very immature, and still has an ignorant childishness.

But... no matter what, you shouldn't be so thin.

His skinny wrists were glistening white, hanging on his legs, and through the thin blanket, there was hardly any flesh visible.

At this moment, the young man's dark and beautiful peach blossom eyes are staring straight ahead.

He seemed to have been watching it for a long time, so long that he even started to stare blankly.

Yan Qingcheng silently followed the boy's gaze, and saw a lonely grave without any surprise.

In fact, the name on the tombstone is his own.

But there should be nothing in it. Given his condition, in order to prevent infection, it is impossible to leave even a body after death. This is what he knew from the old dean before he died.

Then the time of this dream can almost be determined, it is exactly the year after his death in the previous life.

In fact, less than a year after Yan Qingcheng died of illness, Yan Yao didn't hold back and followed him. Now that Yan Yao is still sitting here, it shows that Yan Qingcheng didn't die for a long time, no more than half a year at most.

The sun was shining brightly, but Yan Yao was sitting in the huge shadow cast by the swing, looking even sicker and paler.

Yan Qingcheng was only stunned for a few seconds at first, then he raised his foot without hesitation and strode towards his son.

The tall man approached the boy, slowly bent down in front of the wheelchair, and reached out to touch his son's soft hair.

Fiery fingers brushed away the soft forehead hair, and pressed the palm of the boy's cold forehead to cover it for a while, then moved down, stroked his cheeks, until he held the boy's curled fingers.

Even though the weather is not cold, the temperature in the palm of your hand is so cold that you feel flustered.

The man leaned closer, his broad chest blocked the boy's sight, and his other arm was trying to hug him, his already low voice was unbelievably hoarse.

"Don't look at Yaoyao, Dad is here."

The young man was hugged into Yan Qingcheng's arms, and he was hugged. There was not much panic on his face, but he raised his thin arms obediently, hugged the man's neck, and pressed his face against the man's neck. profile.

Yan Qingcheng lowered his head to meet his son's quiet gaze, paused, and then asked in a low voice, "Is it cold?"

Yan Yao shook her head slowly, and it took a long time before she said slowly: "No...Dad...Dad."

He seemed to have not spoken for a long time, and when he spoke, he seemed very jerky and stumbled.

"Yeah." Yan Qingcheng responded, hugged his son and sat on the swing behind him, and tightened his arms to hold him firmly.

In fact, there should be a lot of things to say, and there should be a lot of questions, but Yan Qingcheng didn't ask anything, and Yan Yao was very obedient, and didn't make trouble at all.

The distance between life and death is too far, so far away... Even at this moment, the father and son finally met again, and they knew it was just a delusion.

Yan Yao was sitting next to her father, her thin fingertips clenched the hem of the man's shirt, it took a long time before she seemed to regain her senses, feeling that her throat was not so dry, she grabbed Yan Qingcheng's hand, and pointed to it not far away. of the grave.

He spoke in a low voice.

"Dad... After falling asleep in the hospital, grandpa took you away. After a few days, he gave me a small jar... I know that Dad is in it. I dug this one."

"My mother came back from abroad and wanted to bury the jar in the cemetery. I locked myself in the room and didn't let her come. My mother kept crying. She said that I would die like this. Then she scolded my father and said Dad doted on me too much and raised me badly.

Later, grandpa came, and grandpa wanted my mother to take me abroad, and let my mother live with me in the future.But my mother disagreed, she said she could not support me well.A few days later, my mother found out that she was pregnant again, so she went home with her uncle. I knew it was her and uncle's third child, and she couldn't take care of me anymore, and couldn't stay here all the time.

Uncle wanted to be my second father and asked me to go with him, but I refused.I only have one dad.They couldn't convince me, so they left. "

"Uncle Housekeeper follows me in everything, and the jar is buried here."

"I know I will see my father..." Yan Yao said, raising her head with some joy, "either today, or a year later."

"Although the dean's grandfather didn't tell me, I know that he can't cure me. After my father left, my grandfather always looked very sad and would secretly wipe his tears. I really want to live longer, although I want to live sooner." Leaving here at one o'clock to see dad, but grandpa is old, if I die too, what will grandpa do."

"I want to live longer, but my grandfather can't save me, and the doctors in the hospital say there is no way.

Grandpa blamed himself very much. He said that he had been a doctor all his life, but in the end, he couldn't save you, Dad, and he couldn't save me either.I didn't want him to be sad, so I told my grandpa that the reason I lived so short was because I wanted to see my father earlier. I didn't want to live. I can't blame the doctor, but I can't think about it. "

"Grandpa didn't know if he believed it, but then he laughed and said, if possible, he hopes to be my grandfather again in the next life, because he is afraid that I will be betrayed."

Hearing this, Yan Qingcheng squeezed his son's chin, but said nothing.

The old dean knows exactly what Yan Yao's physical condition is.Such a clumsy lie is nothing more than a clumsy comfort for a child.This child has always been ignorant of worldly affairs, so Zhong Changsheng couldn't let him be sad.

"I hope grandpa treats me like a selfish little kid who only wants daddy, so grandpa won't blame himself."

Yan Yao said so, and nodded seriously.

Yan Qingcheng looked at his son silently, and suddenly remembered all the performances of his son crossing the black hole.

He really has been maintaining this white lie, even after passing through the black hole and returning to the past, he still hasn't told the truth.

Until today, everyone still thinks that...Yan Yao and Yan Qingcheng are the same kind of people, they are family members who only care about themselves, so they can give up everything for this reason.

But it's not, only Yan Qingcheng is a cold-blooded animal through and through, and doesn't care about anything except protecting the cubs.But her son is nothing like him, Yan Yao cares about everyone around her.

Even if his mother abandoned him since he was a child, when he was dying, his mother said that she couldn't raise him well and was unwilling to take him away, but she had a child again in her stomach, and there was a new family abroad, and he also Don't blame her.

Even if his father passed away early, leaving him alone to guard the family business, he still wanted to take on the responsibility of his father and live with his grandfather.

It's just that fate is impermanent, and he didn't give him a little tolerance.He didn't live the year.

Yan Qingcheng leaned over and took his son into his arms, his arms were tightly tightened, but it was just right for safety and security.

He is Yan Yao's father, and he has been Yan Yao's father for three lifetimes. He lived every life just to save his son, but he never succeeded.

But this time is different.

The waiting, searching and painstaking management of the past three lifetimes have all had results.

"Does Yaoyao trust Dad?"

The man's hoarse voice finally sounded.

Yan Yao nestled in her father's arms, blinked suspiciously, and asked softly, "Is father leaving?"

"No. Dad will leave here with the medicine, okay?" Yan Qingcheng asked softly.

"Okay." Yan Yao nodded almost subconsciously, but he quickly frowned again, and said softly, "Don't be sad, Dad. I knew you would come, either I was just dreaming, or I was dying , back to the light... But it doesn't matter, I have accepted it, I don't know where people will go after death, but no matter where I am, I am my father's only son."

"I'm not afraid anymore, and now... I don't always like to cry like I used to."

Because as long as he doesn't cry, his father won't be so sad, at least...don't worry about him so much.

He had already worried Yan Qingcheng all his life, and he didn't want his father to have to work so hard after he passed away.

"I grew up."

"I know." Yan Qingcheng's voice was unprecedentedly deep, almost hoarse, but the man still didn't see anything on his face, he just patted his son on the back and coaxed, "Yao Yao and Dad leave here, from now on , just be a one-year-old Yan Yao, father... and grandpa, we will raise you together, okay?"

The man's tone was very light, as if he was afraid of scaring Yan Yao.

Yan Yao finally realized that his father was not just comforting him. After thinking about it, she nodded and let Yan Qingcheng carry herself like a child, and walked out of the garden step by step.

In fact, rationally speaking, he knew that this was completely impossible. His father had clearly passed away, so how could he turn into a child again.

But Yan Yao thought again that he was running out of days, and his father's appearance at this time might just take him to another world.

He finally pursed his thin lips, revealing a small smile.

Thin arms wrapped around Yan Qingcheng's neck tightly, and his cold cheeks pressed against it, and he asked happily in a low voice: "If I walk with my father, can I change back to the way I was when I was a child?"

"Yes. Dad will accompany you for the rest of your life." Yan Qingcheng walked steadily.

He looked ahead, which should have been the entrance to the garden, and after he went out, there was a grove he and his son had planted with their own hands.But at this moment, there is only a huge black hole there.

Starlight seemed to shine from the other side of the black hole.

Yan Qingcheng suddenly smiled, weighed his son on his back, and said in a low voice: "Does Yaoyao know what father is most afraid of?"

Yan Yao quickly hugged her father's neck tightly, and muttered: "Father is afraid that I will be wronged."

"It's not just that." Yan Qingcheng stood firm in front of the black hole, his eyes deep, "The only thing Dad can't face is today, one year later, you go through this black hole alone, go back to the past, and find I."

What was his son thinking when the black hole appeared?

At that time, he had passed away for a year, his son was suffering from illness, and he had no relatives around him.

The price of crossing the black hole was too great, it almost killed Yan Yao, how many times he thought that Yan Yao would not be able to survive, but his son still survived, and this child was clearly only 17 years old, not even an adult.

"Dad doesn't want to see Yaoyao and go through this black hole by himself, so Dad came to pick you up early."

Time is a reincarnation, without Yan Yao going through the black hole alone after a year, there will be no subsequent series of torture from the rules of time.

His son will turn back to one year old, start to grow up again, and with all the memories, he will become a complete Yan Yao.

The author has something to say: Yaoyao's past life knot is settled here, and the rest is the daily life of a one-year-old baby.By the way, dads will have a big surprise to give medicine, anyway, Xiaobawang will go out the most in the future, and it's all because dad is too much.

I'm sorry for the long delay due to illness and work, making the babies wait for a long time.There are two more chapters to end, and then a few episodes.

My physical condition is fairly stable, and I am recovering from surgery. I will go to the hospital for reexamination when I return to Guangzhou next month, and I will also change my place of residence (I was sent to the hospital frequently before, and the landlord was completely afraid of me).I am still working overtime at the end of the month. There was too much work backlog when I was hospitalized, so I will resign after finishing the rest. The doctor does not recommend that I continue to suffer. Now this body is not good for three to five years. I can't raise it anymore, the surgery is too frequent, and the loss is too much, I should choose a small city to maintain my health in the future.

I hope you can also take good care of your body, don't overwork or stay up all night because you are young, the weather is hot, pay attention to heatstroke prevention.

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