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

When Yan Qingcheng fell into a dream alone, went to the future 20 years in person, and planned to pick up his son back, but in reality Yan Yao was only two years old.

Yan Yao, who is two years old, doesn't have much memory about the future, and is a real cub.Although he sometimes seems to be too smart and has the ability to predict, his thinking habits and behavior patterns are still real children.

Because Yan Yao said that she had to meet three fathers before she could grow up from a one-year-old baby with peace of mind, so Fang Li was not in a hurry to let him utter the last prophecy, but let his son take his time. Slow down.

Life is always like this, when you want it to go faster, it always seems so difficult.But when you pray that the pace of time will go slower, it will disappear like a white horse in a blink of an eye.

During this year, the two-year-old Yan Yao can still speak.The child either goes to school with Qi Yue or does experiments with Fang Li every day, and there is no difference. The only thing that is not suitable for him is probably his more ambiguous little milk voice.

"Daddy time!"

In the dessert shop, the child stood at his father's feet, tiptoed, raised his little hand clumsily, and fed the cone in his hand to Fang Li.

The young man who was picking out cakes for his son stopped when he heard the words, looked down, and saw his son's small body shaking, and the bitten corn-flavored cone in his hand had melted a little, so he reached out to take it.

Immediately, Fang Li bent down again, picked up his son with one hand, pressed it against his chest, weighed it lightly, and asked in a low voice, "Isn't it delicious?"

"It's not good." Yan Yao nodded her head honestly, hugged her father's neck with her two small hands, and looked around again. Seeing that the waiter who introduced the cone to him just now was gone, she muttered softly : "It's not good if it's not sweet."

Fang Li glanced at the cone, raised his hand and took a bite. He didn't feel any strange taste, but compared to vanilla ice cream, the sweetness of this taste is indeed a bit lower.

He didn't hesitate too much, just hugged his son and continued to pick cakes, and finished the cones in twos and threes.

Yan Yao tilted her head and looked at his father, seeing that the cone was gone soon, she opened her small mouth to reveal a few white and greasy teeth, and smiled silly.

He leaned over and rubbed Fang Li's side face with his small cheek, and whispered, "Father, fairy grass!"

"It's vanilla. It's not good to eat too much ice." Fang Li said lightly.

My son is only two years old now, so it's better not to touch ice cream, even the corn-flavored cone that Yan Yao didn't eat just now is the smallest size.

Yan Yao blinked her eyes in bewilderment when she heard the words, and remained silent for a long time, obviously not understanding what happened.

Qi Yue happened to be awake at the moment, and he sneered when he heard the movement, and said: "You little brat is getting more and more stupid. I knew before, I asked for a vanilla flavor as compensation before I gave you the cone, but now I just know I'll give you the food you don't want to eat, but if he.

Hearing this, Fang Li glanced at his son, saw the little baby staring at him blankly, with a pair of small peach blossom eyes, looking a little silly, and replied silently: "It's normal for Yao Yao to not understand at this age."

Qi Yue laughed immediately: "He has become dumb. He was so smart when he was four years old, but now he is stupid when he becomes younger, and he can't say a few words in a day."

At first hearing these words, there was a hint of disgust, but Fang Li knew that Qi Yue was just blunt when he heard that Qi Yue, who had always been irritable, was full of smiles.

The son became smaller, not as lively and talkative as before, Fang Li didn't force it, picked out a few small cakes, registered the address, and had someone pack them up and send them back to the research institute.

Children don't remember things, Yan Yao is even more so now.

After leaving the dessert shop, Yan Yao forgot what happened just now, just nestled in her father's arms, quietly watching the passers-by.

Looking at it, the child stuffed his white and tender fingers into his mouth.

Fang Li immediately noticed with sharp eyes, stretched out his hand to wrap his son's little hand, pulled it down, pinched it to the palm, and repeated patiently: "Don't bite your fingers."

In the past, the child might have to protest a few words.

But now Yan Yao just looked at her father eagerly, and seeing that the other party didn't intend to let go, she obediently didn't move, and continued to look at passers-by curiously.

His reaction is actually more or less worrying, especially after a year, Yan Yao has almost stopped talking, and her temper has become more and more quiet, which inevitably reminds people of his childhood in his previous life Disease: autism.

However, apart from the fact that the child is not talkative and is abnormally quiet, he rarely has the clinical manifestations of autistic infants. In addition to Fang Li's meticulous care, no matter how precise the research institute's inspection, the result is the same: Yan Yao very healthy.

Of course, the children are more or less like their father. Fang Li, Yan Qingcheng and Qi Yue are all taciturn and cold-tempered. Even when they were not younger, Yan Yao was a little more lively and not so eccentric. temper.

The current situation is very similar to the young Yan Qingcheng.

The father and son are outstanding in appearance, and they are naturally more eye-catching when walking on the road.

Yan Yao glanced curiously at the person on the side of the road pointing her cell phone at her, but for some reason she suddenly turned her head and buried her little head in Fang Li's arms.

"What's the matter?" Seeing this, Fang Li pinched the phone, put away the phone and hugged his son tightly, patted it lightly, and asked, "What did you see?"

The child stretched out his little hand and pointed backwards, and said in a childlike voice: "Daddy, pat me..."

Fang Li glanced back and met the apologetic smiling face of the other party, then looked away and said, "It's okay, Yao Yao is cute, that's why they took pictures of you."

A while ago, Yang Muqiu took Yan Yao to the zoo to play. Although Yang Muqiu wore a mask, he is a popular superstar after all, and he is easily recognized wherever he goes. At that time, the reporter who was followed took a few photos, and people on the Internet also condemned him Yang Muqiu thought he was deceiving his fans that he was single, but he was actually married and had children.And the two-year-old Yan Yao is this "hidden son".

This incident caused Yang Muqiu to lose his temper so much that he almost came to the door to beat up the reporter, but at that time Fang Li directly declared that Yan Yao was his child, and the public opinion subsided accordingly.

However, because Fang Li and Yan Yao are so outstanding in appearance, although netizens no longer think that Yan Yao is Yang Muqiu's son, Fang Li and Yan Yao's father and son became popular because of this.

Fang Li became famous at a young age. He has been featured in many domestic and foreign interviews and magazine covers. He is already half a public figure, and he doesn't care about being photographed, but his son is still young.

Thinking of this, the young man turned his head and glanced back, then nodded slightly.

Not far away, the two teenagers who had finished taking the photo were getting together to share the photo when two tall silhouettes suddenly appeared in front of them.

As soon as the boy looked up, he received two polite smiles.

The two tall men in suits in front of them had almost identical smiling expressions, but they looked a little creepy for no reason.Following their gaze and looking down, it was the camera in his hand.

Fang Li walked forward with his son in his arms, and the accompanying bodyguards caught up and said respectfully that the photo had been deleted.

Yan Yao was nestled in her father's arms, with her head down, stretching out her hand to play with Fang Li's button. Hearing this, she raised her head curiously, and looked at the tall and burly bodyguard.

These two people, children still know each other.

After all, Yan Yao came from 20 years later, and the secrets hidden in her body are related to the development of society and the country, and the necessary care is unavoidable.

After the bodyguards finished explaining, they retreated back into the car, only driving the car to follow at a distance.

Yan Yao lowered her head again and continued to pull the buttons.

On the way here, his radish doll got wet with milk, so he could only put it in the car and couldn't take it out. Yan Yao was obviously not used to it.

Seeing that the button was pulled so that the threads were a little loose, Fang Li said helplessly, "How about buying balloons for medicine?"

"Balloon..." The child stopped when he heard the words, and his attention was quickly drawn away.

Fang Li cooperatively held his son's little hand and pointed to the front right, and said, "Didn't the one you bought last time be punctured? How about buying a few more?"

The child tilted his head, stared at the big pile of balloons for a while, then shook his head slowly, muttering: "I have... ducks."

"The one at home?" Fang Li asked.

A while ago, he made an inflatable rubber duck for his son, and asked Gu Qing to modify it, put on "wings", and successfully turned it into his son's new mount: a super big yellow duck that can take off with Yan Yao.

Of course, the flying altitude will never exceed the height of the courtyard wall at home.

"Duck duck." The child nodded honestly, opened his mouth again, and yawned with his head raised.

Fang Li approached and patted his son's head. Seeing that the child was just a little sleepy, he carried him back to the car.

Today is actually a very ordinary day, but for some reason, Fang Li always feels that something is going to happen, and his intuition has always been accurate.

Sure enough, as soon as he returned to the research institute, Zhong Changsheng brought Suzhou North over.

"Someone passed through the black hole." Suzhou Bei looked very calm, but what he said was completely opposite.

Hearing this, Fang Li lowered his eyes and glanced at the half-asleep half-awake son in his arms, frowned slightly, and said in a low voice: "Yao Yao is with me all day today. Qi Yue is also awake."

What this means is that it is impossible for Yan Yao to travel again, nor him and Qi Yue.

"That's Yan Qingcheng? Does he have a body to wear it?" Suzhou Bei raised his eyebrows, pondered for a moment, and finally turned the wheelchair, went out, and went all the way to the amusement park behind the research institute.

Fang Li and Professor Zhong looked at each other and followed.

This time, Suzhou North obviously had no taboos. He chose a square in the amusement park, took the unknown instrument brought out by the household robot, and put his hand on it.

Fang Li watched intently, his eyes cold.

In the next moment, a small black hole that was almost exactly as expected appeared in Suzhou Bei's palm.

Although Zhong Changsheng was a little surprised, his deep eyes behind the lens did not move, obviously he had already guessed.In other words, with his experience, prestige and knowledge, he more or less guessed the truth before.

And at the moment when Suzhou North threw the black hole into the air, Yan Yao also woke up.

The child dazedly stretched out his little hands to rub his eyes, and leaned his little head against his father's neck, opened his eyes again, and looked suspiciously at the dark hole in the sky.

Suzhou Bei turned his head and looked over, smiled, and said, "Little devil, can you tell the last prophecy now? Your father is coming soon."

Hearing the sound, Yan Yao glanced at Professor Su in a daze, then looked up at Fang Li, and called out childishly, "Father."

"En." Fang Li responded, listening to Qi Yue's voice in his mind, he spoke after a while: "Yaoyao, what is that secret that you didn't tell me before?"

The child was stunned for a moment, looked up at the black hole, turned his head after looking at it for a while, leaned over and kissed Fang Li's face, and said softly, "Daddy, go home!"

He is only two years old now, and is restricted by the rules, so his expressive ability is indeed just like this.

But Fang Li and Qi Yue knew what their son was talking about, and quickly lowered their heads and kissed their son's forehead, coaxing: "Okay."

The black hole in midair gradually expanded, but stopped suddenly after a while.

Yan Yao looked over eagerly, and saw the very familiar tall figure at a glance.

No, or it should be said, they are two illusory shadows.

The tall man walked steadily, his figure was tall and straight, but his waist was slightly bent, and on his back, at this moment, there was a boy crouching.

The young man looked extremely weak, the exposed half of his face was white and transparent, his hands and feet were extremely slender.

His eyes were closed tightly. At first glance, he didn't seem to be asleep, but he seemed to be out of breath.

However, the man with the boy on his back looked calm, and even looked back at the huge and deep black hole behind him.

After a while, the man withdrew his gaze, looked down, and met the little Yan Yao.

He smiled, looked at his two-year-old son gently, but said nothing.

Yan Yao watched quietly, then suddenly called out in a low voice.

"dad."

The phantom figure in midair didn't answer, just nodded and looked at Fang Li again.

In the next second, the two transparent figures completely dissipated in midair along with the gradually fading black hole.

And in Fang Li's arms, the little child pressed his palm to his heart, raised his head and smiled foolishly with two deep dimples.

Fang Li also lowered his head, the color of his eyes changed several times, and finally settled into peace.

He leaned close to his son, hugged the child tightly, and coaxed in a hoarse voice: "Father will take you home, how about taking medicine and sleeping?"

When you wake up, you are the complete Yan Yao, and you are also the only son of Yan Qingcheng who has gone through three lifetimes.

The child nodded obediently and buried himself in his father's arms.

Suzhou Bei watched the father and son leave, turned to look at the old man beside him, frowned and said, "This kid has so many years of memory for no reason, can he do it?"

"Why not?" Zhong Changsheng stroked his beard with a smile, "Yao Yao has been getting younger step by step since she was 17 years old, and now it's just giving him back the memories he should have."

Although the memory of a 17-year-old is put into a 2-year-old body, theoretically it is a bit overloaded, but only in this way can Yan Yao be complete.

"Don't worry." Finally, the old man patted Suzhou North on the shoulder, "There is nothing wrong with Yaoyao, you might as well think about it, which household robot will Qingcheng choose to be the body? I guess it is the big yellow duck. "

"..." Professor Su twitched the corners of his mouth, and said coolly, "First, he will put the knife on Gu Qing's neck, and let Gu Qing make an artificial human exactly like him, and then consider splitting his personality."

Don't underestimate any silly father, in order to leave a perfect image of an old father in his son's heart, neither Yan Qingcheng, Qi Yue, nor Fang Li would be willing to let the big yellow duck become his future body.

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