The boy turned around to hug her waist while gently smiling at her. "To capture mommy's heart, I must first capture mommy's stomach! This way, mommy will depend on Youyou forever!"
His world was fraught with treachery; he had experienced the dark side of the world, with its bloodbath, ahead of other children.
His heart was polarized into two extreme sides.
One side was evil and dark; it could skillfully and easily toy with this huge world.
Another side was innocent and kind. This side, which could even be described as pure, was shown to his mother alone.
It could be said that his mommy was the last piece of pure land in his heart.
He also tried hard to protect her from the darkness in this world, guarding this piece of pure land with all his might.
He maintained a child's most innocent and pure side in the presence of his mother.
He wanted her to depend on him and never leave him.
This way, she would be with him forever.
She broke into laughter. "My baby, even if your cooking isn't good, mommy will never leave you."
"It's clear that many people are out to take mommy away from me, though!" he grumbled.
There was Little Yichen and Mu Yazhe; even Gu Xingze had feelings for his mommy.
He was unsettled.
On one hand, he understood that someone would eventually appear at his mommy's side to accompany her for a lifetime.
On the other hand, he childishly wanted his mommy to be satisfied with only him. Whatever his mommy wanted, he could give it to her; was this not enough?
He was in a fix.
He could not learn to let go and to watch mommy be in someone else's embrace.
Is this type of thought abnormal? he fretted in his heart.
Sometimes, he felt that his possessiveness was overboard.
He clearly knew that this type of thought was irrational and unrealistic, but he could not control himself.
He was at a loss for a bit.
She was his family; he could give her family love but could not give her the love of a lover.
He should not be this selfish.
This was undoubtedly a kidnap.
He turned around, picked up the knife again and slowly proceeded to slice the meat.
This problem, however, continued to stick in his head stubbornly.
His mind was confused and muddled.
In his daze, he paid no attention to his hand movements and accidentally cut his finger.
However, he was still immersed in his thoughts and did not at all notice the acute pain radiating from his fingertip.
By the time he regained his senses and looked down, the chopping board was already stained with blood.
He was aware of the pain in his hand now, but he hesitated to check his fingertip, where there was an urgent flow of blood.
He opened his mouth, yet he did not spout a word.
He did not feel much pain.
Yun Shishi was stunned to see this and hurried over to hold his hand up for a careful inspection. Fortunately, it was merely a shallow cut. She cleaned his wound, retrieved a plaster, and bandaged it with that.
"Why were you so careless?" She frowned at him.
With a start, the boy shook his head.
He got distracted earlier. While pondering on things, he paid no heed to the matter at hand.
"Go sit on the sofa first; mommy will handle the rest!" She proceeded to carry him to the sofa.
He obediently nodded with a pout.
She then returned to the kitchen. Her son did more than half the work – the vegetables had been segmented and arranged on the plate. As such, the rest of the work progressed without a hitch and was completed shortly after.