Delicate Mother of a Villain

The look and the five senses were exactly the same as her son, but the 'child' in front of her wasn't the same as the little guy just

now.

In his black eyes, there was a sense of coldness and evil.

The little boy raised his lips and looked at Xia An with a smile. He said with a flirty tone, "Hello mom."

Her sensible and well-behaved son was replaced by Fu Yu. So, she pushed Fu Yu indifferently.

"I'm not your mother."

"Mom, you are really indifferent."

Fu Yu smiled. He was obviously an eight-year-old child, but the look in his eyes had no sense of a child. It was full of ridicule.

"Fu Yu, I don't want to talk in circles with you, I'm looking for you, because I just want you to leave Xiao Xing's body."

Xia An didn't care about Fu Yu's attitude. She stated her purpose directly.

And, after speaking, she still looked a little nervously at this son who was her own, but was occupied by the villain.

How could a smart person like Fu Yu not understand the nervousness under her calm face?

"Xiao Xing......

He chuckled, and murmured the name of Xiao Xing softly.

"Xiao Xing... Xingchen... It's good, it's good..."

Fu Yu said a few times. Xia An didn't understand what the villain meant.

However, what Fu Yu said made Xia An even more confused, "Why didn't you show up in my world?"

"Huh? What do you mean?" Xia An looked at the villain occupying her son's body with a puzzled look.

"Sometimes I really envy him, I get jealous and want to ruin it all..."

Fu Yu's eyes stared at Xia An. Those dark eyes were like a pool of deep-water lake, which made people's hearts linger with a bit of

chill.

Looking at Fu Yu with such a morbid appearance, Xia An's heart thumped.

"He is you, you are him, don't mess around."

Xia An was really afraid that Fu Yu, the lunatic, would go crazy and really kill himself.

After all, he was a thorough madman who could do everything.

Just after she said that, a very tender voice but with a mature tone of ridicule came, "I'm him, he's me? Oh..."

Raising an eyebrow, Fu Yu's eyes were on Xia An. Those dark eyes looked cold and full of ridicule.

"If we are the same person, why can you accept him and not me?"

Xia An was speechless for a while.

After a long silence, she finally said something when she saw the ridicule on Fu Yu's face getting heavier, "But human emotions are different. Even if you are one person, but my emotions are different for the two."

In fact, strictly speaking, Xia Xingchen and Fu Yu were indeed the same person.

They had the same body and the same mental fluctuations.

Without her appearing, Xia Xingchen would have become Fu Yu.

However, she appeared. It changed Xia Xingchen and Fu Yu, the same person.

"But Xiao Xing was me in the past. I can also be Xia Xingchen."

Fu Yu took a step forward and came closer to Xia An.

In his cold, ridiculous black eyes, there was longing.

In fact, he didn't understand why he would be reborn to his childhood times after he died.

He was going to sit back and watch his childhood experience. After all, when he died, he had no desire for life.

He looked away and did not love Fu Anqi anymore.

He didn't care about anything in the world.

Therefore, he died so easily because he didn't want to live anymore and it didn't make sense to live.

However, unexpectedly the "mother" Xia An who had long died in his world, in this world, she lived and took him back and took good care of him.

And when he looked at what happened to Xia An and his younger self, he couldn't stand by.

Gradually, he began to appear in Xia Xing's world.

He wanted to guide his thoughts and actions, and wanted to... leave some traces in Xia An's world.

He gradually found out that he had a feeling of envy and jealousy.

He was envious of his past self. He had a mother who loves him so much.

Obviously they were the same person, but their lives were different.

He was envious, he was jealous. So he used words to stimulate his past self, misled him and made him think that Xia An would not love him and would abandon him.

However, he never thought that Xia An would not even want her own child for Xia Xingchen.

For the first time, he wanted to replace his past self and become Xia Xingchen... become ... Xia An's son.

"Sorry, you can't be Xiao Xing, my Xiao Xing is unique."

Fearing that her attitude would once again anger Fu Yu, the big villain, when Xia An talked again, she was much tenderer. But the answer was still so firm.

"Unique..."

Listening to Xia An's words, Fu Yu was jealous.

What he had been yearning for was that someone could love him so much that even if the whole world gave up on him, they would

never.

He never realized his wish in his whole life, but his past self realized it easily.

At this moment, he was really full of envy.

"Fu Yu, I don't know what you have experienced. But, I beg you, don't hurt Xiao Xing. He is still young and doesn't understand anything. In this world, he hasn't seen too much..."

This was the first time Xia An had spoken to others in such a low standing.

She had always been capricious and didn't care about other people's moods.

She had always been a person who was not afraid of heaven.

But this time, facing Fu Yu, the big villain who occupied her son's body, Xia An lowered her posture too much.

Looking at the worried and nervous expression on Xia An's face, Fu Yu's heart turned sour and there was an emotion that he had

never experienced before.

It turned out that he would also be cared for, he was also loved.

It was just a pity that this emotion was not for him, but for his past self.

He was really happy in the past, really happy...

Closing his eyes, in Fu Yu's mind a fragment of Xia An and Xia Chen staying together emerged.

Those smiling faces, those happy laughs, those happy...

At this moment, he seemed to think that he was Xia Xingchen, as if those were his memories, as if ... the person that Xia An cared about was him...