Forced Love: The Villainous Female Supporting Character is Kissed and Cried by the Yandere Villain

Xiao Ke continued, "My dad said the small world will be stable soon, and then we'll teleport you home. Are you ready, host?"

No one responded.

Xiao Ke then noticed that Xu Wu Ning was looking at the image floating in mid-air with reddened eyes.

This is a memory from Lu Jingci's childhood that's loaded onto the task panel—

From the moment he was born, Lu Jingci also had the care of his parents.

Even though his mother was later imprisoned in the villa by Lu Hehua, she still loved Lu Jingci very much. She dressed little Lu Jingci in the most handsome clothes and told him bedtime fairy tales every day. She was a very good mother.

Lu Hehua, in turn, always extended his affection to Lu Hehua, playing the role of a loving father.

Even after working late into the night at the company, he would still stay up late to make airplane models and various toys for Xiao Lu Jingci by hand.

He would lift Lu Jingci high and proudly say, "Our Jingci looks like his father and mother, and is the cutest little boy in the world."

He would personally pick up and drop off Xiao Lu Jingci at kindergarten, and participate in parent-child activities with Xiao Lu Jingci at sports meets. He would carry Xiao Lu Jingci wherever he went and tell everyone, "This is my precious son."

Every time Xiao Lu Jingci saw him after school, she would happily run over, jump into his arms, and call out, "Dad!"

At that time, young Lu Jingci did not understand what it meant for his father to imprison his mother. He thought his father was a great hero and his mother was the gentlest and most beautiful mother in the world.

The family of three was enjoying a happy time in the villa; they were a truly blessed family.

But all the changes happened when I was five years old.

Lu Jingci's mother was diagnosed with late-stage cancer and passed away not long after.

His father dismissed all the servants in the house and closed the gates of the villa, not wanting to be disturbed by anyone.

Xiao Lu Jingci stood there, still holding half a cookie he hadn't finished eating.

He saw his father carry his mother into the icy basement.

It was the first time he had ever seen his father cry. Tears streamed down his face as his father trembled and murmured, "You're still alive, you're still alive, aren't you?"

He couldn't understand what his father was saying, but he knew his father was crying and his mother was lying there motionless.

Then the basement door closed.

With a loud "bang," the cookie crumbs in his hand fell to the ground.

He stood there for a long time, staring at the closed door and then at the empty living room, his fingers picking at the cookie wrapper again and again.

Dad and Mom went in, and they never came out again for a very long time.

first day.

He stood at the basement door and knocked, but there was no response. He knocked again, but still no response.

He crouched down and pressed his ear against the door to listen, but there was no sound inside.

He sat on the floor waiting for his parents, and fell asleep while waiting.

When he woke up, it was dark. The room was pitch black. He rubbed his eyes, got up, found a carton of milk and a small bag of biscuits, and sat down at the dining table to eat them, nibbling on them one bite at a time.

the next day.

He knocked on the basement door again, for a long time until his hands ached, but no one answered.

He peered through the crack in the door and called out, "Dad? Mom? Can you bring Aci in with you?"

No one answered.

He returned to the living room with his head down, turned on the TV to watch cartoons, and when the cartoons ended, he knocked on the door again, but no one answered.

Then, day after day.

Every morning, the first thing little Lu Jingci does when he wakes up is to run to the basement door, squat down there and knock a few times, call out a few times, and then wait for a very long time.

From hope to sadness, and then back to hope, it's a cycle that repeats every day.

He curled up there, still not understanding why his parents suddenly didn't want him anymore.

He went from being a clean and tidy child on the first day to a dirty one, because his new clothes were placed too high for him to reach.

No one cooks for him.

He couldn't reach the cupboard, so he stood on a stool to reach the bread and biscuits in the refrigerator. When he finished the milk, he drank cold water instead.

The refrigerator was getting sparser and sparser. The bread was covered in a layer of white mold. He picked it up, looked at it, and then put it down. His stomach was growling, but he knew he couldn't eat it. He had to eat something else.

Every night, he would obediently take a blanket, lie down at the basement door, and watch over his parents as they fell asleep.

But food can spoil and eventually be eaten.

That day, Xiao Lu Jingci couldn't find anything to eat; he was hungry all day.

His stomach was growling so loudly that he felt completely drained. He lay motionless on the sofa, staring at the ceiling, his lips dry and chapped.

The sun shone in through the window and then moved away, and the room went from bright to dark, but he was still hungry.

He was so hungry that he stumbled to the basement door and kept banging on it until his hands ached. Tears welled up in his eyes.

"Mom and Dad..." he cried, his voice hoarse, tears streaming down his face, "I'm so hungry..."

"Daddy, please, please open the door... I'm so hungry, I miss Mommy, Daddy..."

But still no one paid any attention to him.

The inside remained quiet, without any response.

Xiao Lu Jingci squatted by the door and cried for a long time. He went into the kitchen and took out two eggs.

He looked up at the tall stove, thought for a moment, then moved a stool over, climbed up, and stood up shakily on tiptoe.

He had seen how the previous nanny turned the stove: first twist the knob, then turn it to the left.

He reached out his little hand to the knob and twisted it hard.

The stove made a "click" sound, and flames suddenly shot out, leaping high and burning the inside of his arm.

"ah……!"

He recoiled in pain, pulled his hand back abruptly, slipped, and fell off the stool, hitting the floor with the back of his head.

The burned area turned red and burned intensely, so much so that his entire arm was shaking.

He still managed to get up, trembling, and turned off the stove.

He clutched his scalded arm and ran to the basement door, tears streaming down his face from the pain. "Mom... Dad..."

"Mom...it hurts."

"Mom...please come out and see me..."

He hugged his arms, curled up into a small ball, and huddled at the basement doorway, his tears soaking the floor in front of him.

He was so hungry that he had no strength, so he lay down again. After hesitating for a moment, he still ate the sour dry bread with tears streaming down his face, and just kept crying at the door.

"Dad, the paper airplane broke... Could you make another one for Aci?"

"Mom, Dad, why don't you want Aci anymore? Did Aci do something wrong...? Aci can change. Aci will be good from now on, okay?"

"Is it because Aci is disobedient that you all hate Aci... and don't want Aci anymore?"

"Aci won't eat so much food anymore, she'll work hard, and be a good, obedient child... Please, please don't abandon Aci, okay?"

"Please, Dad, Mom, please come out and see Aci!"

His tears flowed more and more as he shook his head repeatedly, "It's okay, it's okay... Aci will wait patiently, waiting for Mom and Dad to forgive Aci, I will wait patiently..."

"Aci will be a good child, she will really be obedient... Please don't abandon Aci, I beg you."

"Mom and Dad..."

The little boy kept knocking on the basement door, night after night, but no one paid him any attention.

……

System station.

The screen on the task panel has stopped displaying.

Xu Wuning wiped away the tears that wouldn't stop flowing from her eyes, and asked Xiao Ke in a choked voice, "Don't you think Lu Jingci had the most tragic childhood?"

"Even though I dislike him now that he's grown up, he can at least take care of himself. But when he was little, nobody looked after him, and he couldn't even eat properly."

"When I was five, I had the soul of a twenty-year-old living inside me, and I lived like a little tyrant. Look at him, his five-year-old self died a miserable death."

"Why didn't the little world send me back to his childhood?"

Xiao Ke sniffed: "Maybe the Little World hasn't had time to make arrangements yet. Who knows, you might actually be allowed to go back to his childhood in the future."

Xu Wu suppressed her sadness: "Alright, let's not talk about this anymore. Let's hurry home and start the teleportation!"

Xiao Ke nodded and called out "Dad" towards the outside.

A moment later, the main system entered and gestured to Xu Wuning, "Are you ready?"

Xu Wuning closed her eyes and sat there upright: "Alright."

The main system opened the task panel and pressed the "Teleport" button.

Xu Wuning only felt a white fog before her eyes and lost consciousness.

……

When she woke up again, Xu Wuning quickly opened her eyes.

She looked around at her surroundings; this was Lu Jingci's villa.

She glanced to the side and saw that the person lying on the bed was herself, or more precisely, her body before she died.

She was about to say something.

Suddenly, I felt her soul floating onto the bed and merging with her physical body.

This time, the person who had been sleeping in bed for a long time finally opened their eyes.

She, Xu Wuning, is back!

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[Author's Note]:

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