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

But Xu Wuning just stood there, waiting, without pulling her hand back at all.

She gently coaxed him, "Your wound needs to be treated. Come with me, okay?"

"I know you're in pain."

"We're friends, and friends are supposed to care for and help each other, right?"

"So, if you don't want me to help you, then you still don't consider me a friend."

"That's not how it is..." Xiao Lujing shook his head, afraid that she would misunderstand. "Don't be angry, that's not what I meant."

He quickly placed his hand on hers, his dirty little hand resting in her fair, delicate hand.

He sobbed softly, "I just... I'm just afraid you'll despise me, afraid you'll abandon me. I'm too dirty, I'm afraid you'll be unhappy."

Xu Wuning closed her fingers and grasped his hand, then she raised her other hand and rubbed his head.

The young Lu Jingci in front of me looks like a crybaby.

She comforted me, deeply moved, "How could that be? I'll always be with you."

"You're so cute, how could I, as your best friend, possibly dislike you?"

When his head was touched, Lu Jingci was stunned for a moment, and then a blush quickly rose on his face.

What did she say? She said she would always be with him.

Really? During this time, no one in the world talked to him, no one paid attention to him, and no one played with him. There wasn't a single person in the world.

Now, does she have to keep playing with him? Will it be like this for the rest of her life?

In this way, he won't have to stay in the villa alone anymore. He'll have someone to keep him company and playmates.

Isn't that wonderful?

The more he thought about it, the happier he became.

Children can't hide their joy, and their emotions change quickly; they forget their sadness in no time.

He smiled, his big, watery eyes revealing his handsome features, long eyelashes, and two sweet dimples. He wiped his face with his little hand, leaving two gray marks, and grinned foolishly at her.

Looking at him like this, Xu Wuning felt that he was like a little animal she had just picked up. He was a bit dirty, but it made her feel soft-hearted.

She suddenly realized that if she and Lu Jingci had a child in the future, the child might look a lot like she and Lu Jingci when they were young, just like they look now.

Realizing that she was thinking of Lu Jingci, Xu Wuning was shocked and her face darkened.

Bah, old Lu Jingci, she could never forgive him. She's still furious with him. She'll deal with him when she gets back.

Her child could never look like him. Who does he think he is?

At that time, she will ignore him for three years, no, five years, five years is still too short, ten years.

in situ.

Xu Wuning took Lu Jingci's hand.

She shook off the image of Lu Jingci from her mind, feeling truly unlucky.

Then she gave Lu Jingci a bright smile and said, "Let's go."

Xiao Lu Jingci's fingertips trembled slightly as she pulled him to his feet. His legs felt weak, and he swayed a little.

Xu Wuning glanced back at him, then moved her hand to support his uninjured arm and slowed her pace.

The two walked into the living room.

The interior space is large, with floor-to-ceiling windows open, letting in a breeze. It looks very quiet, and it seems like it hasn't been inhabited for a long time.

Xiao Lu Jingci's strength had not fully recovered, so he was helped to the sofa.

Xu Wuning ran to the cabinet to find the first-aid kit.

The cabinet was too high; she couldn't reach it even when she stood on tiptoe.

She looked at the two stools next to her, moved the small stool onto the large stool, and climbed up while holding onto the cabinet.

Xiao Lu Jingci immediately sat up straight with worry, a little scared. "Maybe we should just forget about it, really forget about it, don't fall..."

"It's okay." Xu Wuning stepped onto the stool and reached out to reach it.

The stool wobbled, and she finally grabbed the handle of the first-aid kit. She took it down, hugged it to her arms, and climbed down.

She ran over and placed the first-aid kit on the sofa.

She opened the lid and found a bunch of bottles and jars inside. She rummaged through them and found a small tube of green ointment.

"You have burn ointment at home, you just don't recognize it. You can apply this first."

Xiao Lu Jingci looked at her; a thin layer of sweat had appeared on her forehead from exhaustion. He was very worried about her, having climbed so high.

"How do you know everything?" he asked.

Xu Wuning unscrewed the cap, took out a cotton swab, and squeezed a little ointment onto it. "Because I'm smart."

She looked at him: "Give me your arm."

This time, Xiao Lu Jingci obediently stretched out her arm, revealing a red burn.

Xu Wuning leaned closer to look, her nose almost touching his arm. She didn't mind the dirt at all and carefully examined him.

"It hurts a little, just bear with it."

Xu Wuning applied the ointment very slowly and gently. When she touched a painful spot, his arm tensed up, so she stopped and blew on it.

Her voice was as soft as if she were coaxing a child, even though he himself was a child. "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid... it won't hurt in a little while."

"Yes, I'm not afraid," Xiao Lu Jingci gritted her teeth.

His teeth were chattering from the pain, but he suddenly asked, "Can I call you Ningning?"

Xu Wuning smiled, her eyes crinkling into crescent moons. "Sure."

She continued applying the medicine to him and talking about other things, trying to distract him from the pain. "You're like cotton, so I'll call you Little Cotton."

Children's friendships are simple; they can quickly become friends and their relationship progresses rapidly.

In Xiao Lu Jingci's heart, Xiao Xu Wuning has now become his best friend. Although they just met today, it feels like they have known each other for many years.

She was so good to him.

She gave him bread to eat, she gave him milk to drink, and she even applied medicine to his wounds.

He started talking to Xu Wuning about his favorite cartoons, his toy cars, and his dreams when he grew up.

Xu Wuning answered him with a smile, and she would occasionally pat his head.

The ointment was applied quickly.

Xu Wuning rummaged through the medicine box again, found a roll of gauze, and cut off a small piece.

She wrapped her arms around his arm, her movements a little clumsy but earnest, and finally tied a crooked bow.

"All done." She clapped her hands, looking at her bandaged wound with satisfaction, her little face full of pride.

Xiao Lu Jingci looked down at the bow on her arm, poked the gauze with a finger, and said in a weaker voice, "Thank you, Ningning."

He suddenly remembered that the cartoon said that if someone helps you, you should give them a gift to express your gratitude.

His eyes lit up. "Ningning, wait a moment."

He slid off the sofa, reached out, and took her hand. "I have something to give you."

Xu Wuning looked up: "What is it?"

Xiao Lu Jingci pulled her forward. There was a dark brown display cabinet there. The cabinet wasn't very tall, and he could just reach the top by standing on tiptoe.

"It's my favorite thing," he said, glancing back at her with a mix of shyness and joy on his face. "My dad made it for me."

Xu Wuning stood next to him, tiptoeing to look into the cabinet.

Lu Jingci opened the cabinet door. The contents were neatly arranged, with several books and a photo album next to them.

He reached out to grab something; it was a model car assembled from plastic building blocks.

But before his fingers could touch it, the photo album next to him suddenly slid, and the car model was pulled along by the album and fell down as well.

Xu Wuning's eyes narrowed, and she quickly reached out to catch it, but the child's arms were too short, and she couldn't catch it.

With a "click".

The car model fell to the ground and shattered into several pieces.

Lu Jingci was stunned, and his eyes instantly reddened.

He looked at the scattered items on the ground and said in a barely audible voice, "It's broken..."

He squatted there for a long time before he reacted. His shoulders began to tremble, and tears welled up and fell like raindrops.

He tried desperately to hold back his tears, his lips pressed tightly together, but the tears blurred his vision and wouldn't stop. "There aren't any new ones, Dad won't make me any more..."

A flood of sadness washed over him. He shakily picked up the wet plastic building blocks from the ground, unable to control his emotions any longer.

The voice trembled violently, and tears of grief streamed down her face, falling even more heavily.

"My dad doesn't want me anymore..."

"I'm an unwanted child."

"Yes, it's because I was naughty... that's why my parents hate me and don't want me anymore."

"They won't give me food, and they won't talk to me anymore."

He wept bitterly in despair, crying, "I was wrong..."