Mo Linqing returned to the research institute once again and brought his cubs with him.
The researchers were horrified to find that the indifferent Professor Mo came in with his daughter in one hand, and the other was carrying a pink bunny bag with a faint smile on his face.
This, Professor Mo took a leave of absence to change the person
I have to tell the truth about the researcher.
In the past, Mo Linqing would imitate the main character's words and deeds whenever he came out in front of outsiders, but today is a little different.
He released his nature a little.
If the character of the main character is an extremely self-disciplined genius who is indifferent to the world and devoted to research, the sub-character Mo Linqing is the opposite and completely opposite.
He is the other side of the main character who does not know when to be born, just like black and white, the end of day is always night.
The deputy character Mo Linqing was like a released beast. He was arrogant, he did whatever he wanted, and he would do whatever he wanted. The desire for destruction was astonishing. He pursued all beauty and happiness, and everyone in his eyes looked like is a toy.
He is like the omnipotent demon that everyone has imagined in the middle and second period, waiting to cause harm to the world at any time. The difference is that when this demon has the ability and IQ, he is a real evil ghost, while ordinary people's The little devil in the middle two is at best a paper tiger on the wall.
Dad was impolite, but Yinyin couldn't be impolite. She sat on Dad's firm and strong arm, biting a lollipop in her mouth, and the little milky voice with sugar was stunned on the spot, like a wooden researcher. call.
"Uncle Li, Zaoya."
The research was stunned for a while, but was stunned by the little sweetheart of Professor Mo's family. An uncle's heart popped up with pink bubbles and hurriedly returned: "Zao Zao Zao, Xiao Yin Yin Zao."
Along the way, Tuanzi greeted all the researchers she knew and did not know. She felt that she had a great day.
The eyebrows that are three-point similar to Mo Linqing's eyes are bright, and he even leaned closer, grabbed his father's neck and said, "Bad Baba, have you seen it? You have to be polite, so that it is delicious."
Mo Linqing looked at the bag he was holding temporarily and choked.
"… "
These are all kinds of snacks and breakfast stuffed by the researchers who came to say hello on the way just now.
He said that he wanted to give the little baby a taste, and even a stupefied doctoral student who just came in scratched his head, and under the deathly gaze of the professor, weakly said: "I've saved the snacks for a long time, Professor Mo, you want to give Xiaoyin Sound eat, not for you... oh."
Mo Linqing: "..." Who the hell is that rare!
When Professor Mo entered the office with the child in his arms, the researchers who had nothing to do gathered together to gossip.
"Professor Mo seems a little different today? Is it because he is in a good mood?"
"The last time I came to Xiao Yinyin, I had to eat Professor Mo's thigh by herself. This time, Professor Mo came directly with her daughter?"
"Seems to feel better?"
A few researchers were chatting and whispering, and the new group of interns also listened to them. They are now studying next to these old researchers.
Lin Ju and Li Jiaxing looked at each other with surprise in their eyes.
Whether it is in the book or in the previous life of Li Jiaxing's rebirth, Mo Linqing has always been a demon.
In any case, with the current progress of the plot, Mo Linqing should still be indifferent and unsmiling. It is impossible for him to be a character like a warm-hearted dad, not to mention holding the child in his hands and coming to work with a smile on his face.
Li Jiaxing approached Lin Ju and said, "There seems to be something wrong."
"Could it be that Mo Linqing was also reborn?"
Lin Ju was a little flustered, "I'll try again in the next two days, the virus can't be delayed any longer."
…
The dumpling was very proud, sitting on the small sofa in Baba's office, and began to distribute snacks.
She's a good boy and knows that there are good things to be divided equally.
I don't give more to bad dads because they are bad dads, and I don't give more to good dads because good dads get along better.
The dumpling was a small one, and the snacks were scattered in front of him. He pulled it with his little hands and muttered, "This is for Yinyin, this is for good Baba, and this is for bad Baba."
"And this... this, three just happen to..."
After a while, the dumplings were divided into snacks, and there was an extra packet of buns in her hand, so she couldn't divide them. She decided to eat them now, so it would be fair!
Mo Linqing had been listening to the movement over the dumplings, until at this moment, the dumplings stopped and called for Dad to come over in a milky voice.
She pushed one of the distributed snacks in front of Mo Linqing, pointed at the snacks and said, "Dad, these are for you."
Seeing Mo Linqing smile, the dumpling felt that his father also liked snacks, and he was very happy to have snacks for him.
So he took the opportunity to speak earnestly and said, "Dad, have you seen it? Be kind and polite, and others will treat you well."
"The most important thing is to have something to eat and not go hungry."
Tuanzi taught bad Baba her own life experience with good intentions. Although her life was only three years old, Tuanzi felt that she knew more routines than Baba.
She is so popular, which shows that her little philosophy of life is still useful, and Danzi hopes that her father can learn it too.
Mo Linqing: "..."
What does it feel like to be educated by one's own daughter, a three-year-old boy with a small fat face and serious words
Mo Linqing felt that it was necessary to experience the main character.
So the next second, Tuanzi felt that his father had changed, and a good father had come out.
His eyes became calm, he looked at the three piles of snacks on the sofa, and paused.
Danzi swooped up and hugged him, his eyes were red, and he looked at him with teary eyes.
"Baba, Yinyin misses you so much!"
Mo Linqing already had experience in dealing with it. Every time he came out, the dumplings would rush up and stick to him, and they couldn't tear them apart.
He stood where he was, letting the cub vent her plentiful emotions.
The dumplings have a bunch of things they want to say to Baba.
Sobbing in a small voice, he said, "Bad Baba is bad. He didn't let Yinyin go home at first, and took Yinyin to other places."
Mo Linqing's eyes narrowed.
Dumpling's frowning brows loosened, his head rubbed his father's body, and he counted with his fingers: "Then the bad Baba got better again. He took Yinyin to the amusement park and ate small desserts, including bread and cakes. , and marshmallows."
"By the way, Bad Baba is actually a good guy. He is very good. He helped a kid to scare away a bad guy."
"Bad Baba, he promised Yinyin that he will be a good person in the future and not do bad things."
The latter sentence Tuanzi said with a little guilty conscience, and his small voice was a little fluttering. Bad Baba never promised to do so, but Tuanzi promised to make him happy, so that he would not do bad things in the future.
In fact, Danzi was also afraid that the good father in front of her would misunderstand the bad papa, and that the bad papa would disappear because of this, so she took the courage to secretly change the concept because the bad papa was no longer there.
Mo Linqing watched her sip a bad Baba, and it kept going, which was completely different from the way she had to stick up and complain every time she saw him several times before, saying that the bad Baba was bullying her.
The dumpling was still young and could not lie. Whenever he lied, he blushed and his eyes fluttered. A pair of small hands gripped his clothes even tighter. Mo Linqing naturally saw that the latter part of the dumpling was deliberately defending her "bad baba". .
There was no change in his face, but the breath on his body became colder.
Dumpling Papa said a lot, suddenly remembered something, and pointed to the three piles of small snacks on the sofa: "Dad, I left some snacks for you!"
"This is for the bad Baba, this is for Yinyin, and this is for you."
Perhaps seeing that Baba was not very happy, the dumpling thought for a while, took out a small bag of bread, it was the extra bag, and the little paw held it in front of Dad, Xiaofei's face was full of attentiveness: "Dad, this is for you to eat, Oh, you have one more loaf than me and bad dad!"
Mo Linqing looked down at the strawberry bread, and under the expectant eyes of the dumplings, he pinched the bread with his long, jade-like fingers.
"… "
The dumpling looked expectantly: "Baba eat and see?"
"It's delicious, sweet, strawberry-flavored cream, strawberry-flavored!"
Mo Linqing: "..."
Seeing that Baba didn't move for a long time, Tuanzi swallowed his saliva, a little anxious, and tentatively said: "Well, then, why don't Yinyin help Dad try it?"
"Delicious, very soft and sweet."
So the bag of children's buns in the cartoon packaging of the powder was returned to the dumplings.
Mo Linqing helped her to tear open the package with a wooden face.
The dumpling couldn't wait to receive it, and even leaned in to smell it, and said with admiration: "Dad, it really tastes like strawberry, it must be very delicious!"
"Yinyin first help Baba to taste it, if it's not sweet, don't eat it."
Mo Linqing: "..."
On the first day when Mo Lin woke up, he tasted half of the first children's bun in his life under the gift of his daughter.
"… "
The dumpling was full of anticipation, "How is it, is it delicious?"
"It must be delicious, right? Baba is too delicious to say!"
Mo Linqing: "..." What did that person teach his daughter
Mo Linqing looked at the calendar again, and the time stretched a little longer since the last time he was conscious.
Mo Linqing had some understanding of the mental illness of dual personality. He also consulted some professional books and asked an alumni. He is a doctor of psychology. His earlier hunch finally came true.
He has a high probability of suffering from a mental illness such as a dual personality.
Dual personalities are different from general mental illnesses in that they do not directly endanger social security, or do not have clear cognition.
On the contrary, they have the clear cognition and defense ability that normal people should have.
Each personality has an independent consciousness and world view, and even has completely different personalities. To a certain extent, it can be said that they are two completely different people. In some metaphysical terms, it is like two people living in one body. a soul.
In some patients, the two personalities do not know each other, and they think that they are the masters, while in others, the master or sub-personality is buried in the bones, and there is no memory of the other's behavior, just like Mo Linqing's current situation. The sub-personality can perceive the outside world and can share the memory of the main character, but Mo Linqing, who is the main character, knows nothing about the other person.
In such a situation, Mo Linqing was actually relatively passive.
Mo Linqing knew that his sub-personality might not be simple and his personality would not be good, otherwise he would not take pleasure in bullying children.
He originally planned to find a psychologist, whether it was to completely suppress the sub-personality and prevent him from appearing, or to merge and devour him, it was the best choice at the moment.
He does not allow uncertainty in his life, which makes him uncomfortable with Mo Linqing's almost obsessive-compulsive character.
Tuanzi carefully grabbed his father's legs and tried to climb up, making his sub-personal father get used to it for a few days. Danzi became more courageous and forgot that the good father in front of him had a cold personality and would not hug her easily.
She crawled a few times and found that her father didn't bend down to hug her, so she opened her two short arms, raised her little fat face, and asked her to hug her.
He also muttered: "Bad Baba will hug the sound, Dad, you are not good, you are worse than bad Baba."
Mo Linqing lifted the dumplings and held them in his hands. The dumplings were so happy now that they hugged him by the neck and rubbed them excitedly.
No matter how brainwashed the system is these days, Tuanzi always feels that two Baba must exist to be a complete Baba. For the first time, Tuanzi didn't listen to the system's uncle.
After rubbing the Baba a few times, he began to act like a spoiled child, and tentatively said, "Dad can't let the bad Baba disappear."
"He is also a good Baba. He has started to learn to be a good person. Dad, we should give Bad Baba a chance to make him better!"
Mo Linqing's eyes changed, his eyes were solemn for a moment, and the next moment was confused for a moment.
When he opened his eyes again, those cold eyes were smiling, and he kissed the cub's fat cheek, "So good at talking, Dad should learn from you."
"… "