ATPN Chapter 77

Valentine’s Day Short Theater: Soul Swap

Valentine’s Day Short Theater: Soul Swap

Early morning, golden sunlight filtered through green leaves, quietly climbing onto the second-floor window. A cute, doll-like child, looking about seven or eight years old, slept peacefully on the bedroom bed.

A young woman gently pushed open the bedroom door, surprised to see the child still sleeping so soundly.

Usually, at this hour, the child would already be up listening to English.

“Indeed, no matter how precocious, a child is still a child,” she thought with a smile, walking to the bedside. She reached out with her slender fingers and pinched the child’s chubby cheek, carefully picking him up.

Awakened, the child frowned and mumbled indistinctly, “Senior brother, don’t move, I still want to sleep…”

Hearing this, the young woman was first stunned, then asked in confusion, “Baby, what are you saying?”

Woman??!!

Yu Zhanrong snapped open his eyes and pushed away the mouth that was about to kiss him, exclaiming in horror, “WTF! What are you doing??!!!”

He nimbly jumped out of bed, pointing aggressively at the young woman, “Why are you in my bed?!”

As soon as he said that, Yu Zhanrong suddenly realized something was wrong. He looked down at his hands, his eyes widening in disbelief.

My god! These are my hands?

Yu Zhanrong retracted his hands with a shocked expression, looking at them over and over again, muttering to himself, “How did I become so small?”

Tan Ying, standing beside him, was bewildered by her son’s series of unusual actions. Seeing the almost crying expression on his face, she found it very strange. Her son had a very expressive face today.

“Ba…” Tan Ying started to say, realizing it wasn’t right. She remembered that her son didn’t like being called “baby” recently, so she changed her mind and said, “Baiyan.”

Baiyan?

Hearing the familiar name, Yu Zhanrong was first stunned, then sniffed and raised his face blankly, his clear black and white eyes turning around the room.

There were only two of them in the room. He reached out with his much smaller hand and pointed at himself, “You… are you calling me?”

Tan Ying nodded with a smile, “Yes, you don’t like being called ‘baby,’ so calling you by your name should be okay, right?”

Oh my god, what’s going on? Yu Zhanrong felt like crying.

Tan Ying had been observing his expression. Seeing this, she excitedly stretched out her hand to her son, “Want to cry? Come on, Mommy will catch your tears.”

Yu Zhanrong: “…”

This is Ms. Tan?!

What kind of twisted hobby is this?

Yu Zhanrong pushed Tan Ying’s hand away and dashed into the bathroom, studying himself in the mirror.

OMG! I actually transmigrated into Senior Brother’s childhood?!

Looking at the slightly familiar eyebrows and eyes in the mirror, Yu Zhanrong’s eyes suddenly lit up.

Then what about Senior Brother? Could it be that he transmigrated into my childhood?

Thinking of this, he rushed to Tan Ying excitedly, stopping half a meter away from her. He raised his head, pursed his lips, and a flush of pink rose on his face, “Mommy, I want to make a call.”

Oh my, Baiyan is so cute today. He always has a serious face, like a little old man.

Tan Ying’s heart melted when she saw him. She affectionately pinched Yu Zhanrong’s face, “Let’s go downstairs for breakfast first, the phone is downstairs too.”

Yu Zhanrong trotted downstairs, and as soon as he turned around, he saw a distinguished young man sitting in the dining room, with a phone next to him.

This is Song Baiyan’s father, he also has to call him “Dad”.

Yu Zhanrong slowed down, shuffling little by little next to him.

Song’s father was stunned by his unusual behavior, “What do you want?”

Yu Zhanrong pointed to the phone and whispered, “…want to make a call.”

Receiving Tan Ying’s look, Song Weiquan cleared his throat and said, “Okay, call.”

He wanted to see what this child was up to today.

With the mindset of watching a show, Song’s father rarely considerately unlocked the phone and handed it to him.

Who would have thought that the child would take the phone, dial a number, and run bouncing and jumping towards the living room without even looking at him, shouting “Dad” in his mouth.

“Hey, who are you calling Dad? You can’t just call anyone that!”

Yu Sheng, who received the call, was also quite shocked by the “Dad” sound. He glanced at the little milk baby sitting obediently on the sofa, a change from his usual naughty and mischievous self, and he didn’t open his mouth at the moment.

Yu Sheng recovered and said to the other end of the phone, “Which family’s child are you? You have the wrong number, I’m not your father.”

Yu Zhanrong remained headstrong, completely ignoring his words and opening his mouth with another “Dad”, then said, “Is Senior Brother at our house? No, no, am I at my house… um?”

No matter how he said it, it didn’t feel right. Yu Zhanrong organized his words and asked, “Is Yu Zhanrong at your house?”

Yu Sheng looked inexplicable, “Yu Zhanrong is my son, naturally he’s at my house.”

While he was on the phone, the little cub, who was just quiet and quiet, didn’t know when he slipped off the sofa, already found someone to open the door and was about to go out, sure enough, he couldn’t be obedient for three minutes, Yu Sheng’s head hurt and he quickly asked, “Where are you going?”

Song Baiyan looked at his unusually young father-in-law, pursed his lips and gave an address: “Huaya Tiandi, No. 329.”

Yu Sheng was stunned: “What are you going there for?”

Song Baiyan wanted to say that was his home, and his wife was very likely there, but he held back and said, “My junior brother is there.”

“You’re a five-year-old little milk baby, where did you get a junior brother from!?”

Song Baiyan: “…”

He forgot, he’s a five-year-old little Yu Er now.

Zhan Yue was listening to the conversation between the father and son, laughing uncontrollably. It was rare to see her son so obedient, so she softly asked, “Rongrong, does a little friend live over there? Do you want to go play?”

Song Baiyan closed his eyes and nodded with a straight face.

“He met a child who lives in Huaya Tiandi there?” Yu Sheng looked puzzled, “What’s your little friend’s name?”

“Yu, Song Baiyan.”

“Also surnamed Yu? What a coincidence, it’s just that this name is a bit long, Yu Song Baiyan.”

Song Baiyan: “…”

Forget it, he was too lazy to explain anymore.

When the Yu Sheng family arrived at the Song’s house, Yu Zhanrong was fighting wits and courage with Song Weiquan. Song Weiquan didn’t know what was wrong with his usually obedient son today, eating a meal was like his life was on the line, not eating this or that.

His son can’t be indulged! Song Weiquan forcibly put two pieces of celery in his bowl: “Eat, you ordered these dishes yourself yesterday, and now you don’t eat them after they’re made? Who taught you to waste food?”

Yu Zhanrong held the bowl, looking at the green celery inside, his eyes were full of tears.

He had never seen his senior brother eat celery before, how could he have ordered this dish?

Just then, the nanny came in and said, “A child said he’s here to find the young master, his parents are here too.”

Yu Zhanrong instantly wanted to throw down the bowl and go out to see, maybe it was Senior Brother who came to find him, but before he could stand up, someone grabbed his collar.

Song Weiquan pointed at him: “You’ve been jumping up and down since you got up this morning, finish the food in your bowl before you go out, I’ll go take a look first, A Ying, you keep an eye on him.”

Yu Zhanrong was unconvinced: “My senior brother is here, I want to go out and see!”

Song Weiquan heard the words and paused, releasing him.

As soon as he let go, Yu Zhanrong ran quickly towards the door, shouting loudly: “Senior brother!”

A milky voice also came from the door: “Yu Er!”

The two children faced each other, arms outstretched, and froze on the spot.

The four adults also froze on the spot.

Just then, a running sound suddenly came from outside the door, followed by a child shouting with a loud voice: “Song Baiyan! Come out and play!”

The child ran in familiarly, stunned to see so many people. Seeing Song Baiyan, his eyes lit up. He tugged at Song Baiyan’s hat and said to Yu Zhanrong: “Wow, your younger sister has grown so big all of a sudden? Amazing.”

Yu Zhanrong: “…”

Song Baiyan: “…”