It's All Because You Wanted Me to Draw

"You said you wanted to talk to me, so I came."

Yu Xing shifted to the side, his expression far from pleasant. "I don't care whether you're really happy. If you have something to say, just say it."

"Oh, dear." Xu Wan seemed a little at a loss at his distant gesture. Her lively eyes dimmed. "A mother wanting to talk to her son should be perfectly normal..."

Yu Xing glanced at her expressionlessly, as if to say, Given our relationship, you know perfectly well there's nothing normal about it.

"Um, I know you're still blaming me, and I really was wrong about the things I did when you were little." Xu Wan stood up. With no one else around, her apology seemed much more sincere than it had in the courtyard by the entrance.

Yu Xing's brow furrowed slightly. "If all you're going to do is repeat the same thing over and over..."

"I-I don't just mean it. Wait, let me show you something." Xu Wan suddenly turned around, opened a storage cabinet in the room, and bent over to rummage through one of the middle compartments.

With her back to Yu Xing, the curve of her waist was nearly perfect. Her long, fair legs were on full display. Even without a camera around, she carried herself with the poise of a movie star, always making sure she looked her best.

Both her figure and her face looked like those of someone in her early twenties. The longer he stayed by her side, the more he felt that she and Xu Wan before her death were entirely different people.

Even though they had the same name, every movement of hers was unlike that of a woman over forty.

She was more like some strange creature wearing a young girl's