Jiu Ye, little ancestor, she is crazy

She knew that only when dawn broke could new hope and choices come.

During this long night, Bo Ling fell into a deep and lengthy dream. In the dream, she witnessed the grand wedding of Fu Jiuyan and the eldest daughter of the Dai family.

The wedding was as beautiful as a dream. Fu Jiuyan's face was filled with a bright smile, and she herself felt an indescribable relief without realizing it.

It was as if she had become a bystander, staring at all this quietly, with complex emotions surging in her heart.

At the same time, Bo Ling suddenly felt a sharp pain in her chest, which seemed to remind her that everything in reality was far from as beautiful as in dreams.

She couldn't help but sigh: "Is it true that whatever you think about during the day, you will dream about it at night?"

In her dream, Bo Ling saw Miss Dai with a pregnant belly, snuggling happily beside Fu Jiuyan, and Fu Jiuyan was gentle and considerate to Miss Dai.

The jumps in her dream made Bo Ling's facial expression a little ferocious. In her dream, she saw her attitude towards Tang Bufan, which was always indifferent.

There was no substantial development between her and Tang Bufan, and Tang Bufan was always by her side, silently protecting her.

Suddenly, the scene changed again, and Bo Ling saw Tang Bufan lying on the ground covered in blood.

She woke up from her dream with a scream, her heart pounding.

"It's just a dream..." she comforted herself, but the fear in her heart lingered, causing her to stay awake all night.

The next day, Bo Ling met Tang Bufan at school.

She couldn't help but look at him a few more times, and a strange feeling arose in her heart.

But she forced herself to suppress this emotion, greeted him as usual, and left in a hurry.

In class, Bo Ling was absent-minded, and last night's dream kept appearing in her mind. The sight of Tang Bufan covered in blood made her feel uneasy.

After school, Bo Ling took the initiative to find Tang Bufan and asked him if everything was okay.

Tang Bufan smiled and said that he was fine, and asked her what was wrong with concern.

Bo Ling hesitated for a moment, but finally decided to tell him about her dream.

After hearing this, Tang Bufan showed a hint of surprise on his face, but he quickly regained his composure.

He told Bo Ling not to worry too much, it was just a dream.

However, Bo Ling's heart was still filled with worry and uneasiness.

She realized that her feelings for Tang Bufan had changed and were no longer just friends.

But she didn't know how to face this feeling, nor did she know what Tang Bufan thought of her.

In the following days, Bo Ling began to deliberately avoid Tang Bufan, trying to calm herself down.

But whenever she saw Tang Bufan, the emotion in her heart would emerge again.

Tang Bufan noticed the change in Bo Ling. He did not ask the reason, but chose to give her some time and space.

He believed that Bo Ling would think clearly about her feelings, and hoped that their friendship could continue.

After school, Bo Ling walked slowly home alone, but the waves in her heart could not calm down.

That bizarre dream followed her like a shadow, and the image of Tang Bufan covered in blood lingered in her mind.

Suddenly, a hand gently landed on her shoulder. Bo Ling's heart suddenly shook, and she trembled with fear. She subconsciously turned her head, and what came into her eyes was the familiar face of Tang Bufan.

"Bo Ling, what's wrong with you? You look absent-minded." Tang Bufan asked softly with a look of concern in his eyes.

Bo Ling shook his head in a panic and forced a smile: "I'm fine, maybe just a little tired."

Tang Bufan stared at her, a hint of doubt flashed in his eyes, but he did not ask any further questions.

He was silent for a moment, then said softly, "Are you really okay? If you have anything bothering you, please tell me."

Bo Ling bit her lip, struggling internally. She hesitated for a moment, then finally made up her mind to tell Tang Bufan about the dream.

When Tang Bufan finished listening to her story, his expression instantly became serious.

"This dream...maybe it's a premonition." Tang Bufan frowned tightly and said thoughtfully.

Bo Ling was shocked, his eyes widened, and his voice trembled slightly: "Premonition? What does this mean?"

After a moment of silence, Tang Bufan slowly said, "I'm not too sure, but you'd better be careful recently."

He looked at Bo Ling, a trace of worry flashing in his eyes, and then said: "If you encounter any danger, be sure to tell me in time."

Bo Ling nodded gently, but she felt increasingly uneasy. She was not satisfied with Tang Bufan's answer, because it did not explain why she had such a dream.

But she still decided to follow Tang Bufan's advice and remain vigilant.

Over the next few days, Bo Ling remained in a state of turmoil. The strange dream kept flashing through her mind, making it difficult for her to concentrate on her studies and daily life.

At the same time, she noticed that Tang Bufan seemed to be deliberately avoiding her, and the atmosphere between the two became a little awkward.

Bo Ling felt very confused and wanted to find an opportunity to have a good talk with Tang Bufan to clear up the misunderstanding between them. But every time she saw Tang Bufan's serious face, she retreated.

Finally, one day, Bo Ling accidentally found a book about dream analysis in the school library.

An impulse suddenly surged in her heart, thinking that perhaps this book could help her solve the mystery in her dream, so she picked up the book without hesitation and began to read its contents.

As he read deeper, Bo Ling gradually realized that dreams may reflect information such as a person's subconscious, emotions, and psychological state.

She began to wonder if her dreams were related to these aspects and tried to find answers in books.

She hurried to the library and couldn't wait to borrow the mysterious book, hoping to find the answer to her dream.

Bo Ling carefully turned the pages of the book, and her eyes were deeply attracted by the contents inside.

She concentrated on comparing her dreams, reading through them one by one, eagerly looking for possible explanations.

The words in the book seemed to open a window to her inner world, allowing her to gradually understand that those bloody scenes might be a projection of the fear and anxiety deep in her heart.

The more she thought about it, the more she agreed with Tang Bufan's previous concerns about her. Bo Ling was determined to take action to face this unknown crisis head-on.

Bo Ling gently closed the book, took a deep breath, and her eyes were firm and resolute. She was determined to uncover the secrets behind all this.

So she began to carefully recall everything that had happened recently, not missing any details.

She sat at the desk, the pen in her hand dancing on the paper like an elf, recording every important detail.

She knew very well that only by facing the problem bravely could she find the key to solving it.

The next morning, sunlight poured into the room through the curtains. Bo Ling got up early, took her precious notes, and walked with firm steps to find Tang Bufan.