But Brother Xingchen didn't know this, nor did he know that his mother was his mother, and she couldn't explain it yet.

The little sweetheart looked at him sad, and felt that his heart was so uncomfortable.

She wanted Mommy to comfort him.

Xia Wan thought for a while and said, "Baby, have you ever seen your mother?"

Xiao Xingchen shook his head.

From his origin, he has never felt anything the word represents.

He is both yearning and self-loathing.

Is it his problem to dislike why others have love but he doesn’t?

Xia Wanxin was a little surprised. She pretended to die and left. After half a year, it was reported that Bo Qingyun's woman gave birth to a child for him.

The identity of this woman is particularly mysterious and has been hidden strictly to this day. She has long left Bo Qingyun, but no one knows who it is.

Unexpectedly, even Xiao Xingchen had never seen her.

Xia Wan thought to herself: "Baby, you may not know that when a mother gives birth to a child, the process is very long and requires great pain."

After hearing this, Xiao Xingchen looked up at her, feeling a little confused at a loss.

Knowing that he still doesn't understand, Xia Wanxin rubbed his soft hair: "Your mother is willing to suffer such great pain to give birth to you, rather than give up on you, which has proven his love for you."

After hearing this, Xiao Xingchen understood a little. The child, who had always been in a shallow mood, only turned red in an instant, and he looked at her with wet eyes: "Then why don't she want me?"

Xia Wanxin looked at him with soft heart and felt particularly distressed.

The feeling was like a ball of water-stained cotton in her throat, making her chest dull.

To suppress this strange emotion, her voice was soft: "Maybe she has some last resort, not because she doesn't want you, but because she has to want you. Perhaps in a corner where you don't know, at this moment, she is also crying secretly because she misses you."

After the words came, Xia Wanxin's eyes were a little astringent, and she finally said, "So baby, don't be sad, okay? Don't worry, give her some more time, maybe she is trying to get closer to you."

Little Xingchen's hands hanging down on his side, rubbing the slits again and again.

The dry heart, because this passage seems to inject a clear spring into it.

Is this going on? Mom doesn't want him, she loves him very much, not because of his autism, but because of others.

Xiao Xingchen lowered his head, his eyes seemed to be itchy. He rubbed it, then looked up his slightly red eyes and looked at Xia Wanxin, and pulled the corners of his lips.

That smile is almost heartbreaking.

Xia Wanxin pretended to accidentally wiped the corner of her eyes and quickly opened the lunch box: "Are you hungry? Why don't we chat while eating?"

Sweetheart likes this part the most and hurriedly said, "Don't cry, don't cry, tears turn into pearls. Babies who don't cry can reward you with chicken legs today."

Xia Wanxin raised her eyebrows and teased: "Why did you guess that the dish I brought today included chicken legs?

The little sweetheart chuckled because Xia Wanxin didn't cook many times, and it was always a few times each time.

So although she didn't cook in person, she would pack the same dishes if she bought them.

Xia Wan's heart cursed her nose: "I was actually being controlled by you, a little brat."

When she opened it, there were indeed two chicken legs there, which were fried so crispy on the outside and tender on the inside.

The two little guys started to have dinner, and Xia Wanxin continued to work and entered the dark web again.

A few minutes later, she was shocked to receive the new message, which was from the mouse she had sent the message before.
Chapter completed!