Pete glared at him. "I'd rather be controlled by her for the rest of my life!"
Xander was stunned when he heard this.
The little person suddenly fell silent. He could not help but ask again, "Is a mother really that important to a person? Didn't you just reunite with your Mommy? You didn't have her in the past five years either!"
Pete was so anxious that his eyes turned red. Although he knew that his mother might be fine, he lost his mind when it involved her.
He shouted, "You haven't had a mommy before. You don't understand the feeling of having a mommy! Mommy's embrace is warm, and Mommy's body is soft. Mommy will speak softly, kiss my forehead, and call me baby… So move aside and let me up. I want to save Mommy! I can't lose Mommy!"
Pete's cries made Xander fall silent again. He watched as Pete propped himself up with his small arms, but fell down again because of the drug. Xander suddenly said, "Your mother is fine. I was joking."
