Jiu Ye, little ancestor, she is crazy

In this way, Fu Jiuyan silently stayed in the channel, and quietly watched the little girl beside the bed. She saw the little girl slowly falling asleep in a coma, but even in her sleep, Fu Jiuyan could still hear the little girl's slight sobbing.

The sound is not obvious and can only be heard when you are next to it or the channel is quiet. You can even hear the sound of a pin drop.

This stillness made Fu Jiuyan feel a little uneasy and distressed.

An indescribable feeling suddenly surged in Fu Jiuyan's heart, as if he was being tightly grasped by an invisible hand.

He couldn't help but think of the past, that gentle and innocent little girl, and the story between them.

This strong resonance made Fu Jiuyan fall into deep thought: "Why can I always find the shadow of the little girl in the little ancestor?"

What kind of person is the little ancestor? Who is she? These questions troubled Fu Jiuyan, but he was not in a hurry to find the answers.

The corners of his mouth lifted slightly, revealing a faint smile. He decided to take it slow, because he believed that time would tell him everything.

For some things, no one knows the truth except Nanxuan.

Only Fu Jiuyan himself clearly remembered how the little girl had helped him back then. That memory became the white moonlight that could never be erased from his heart.

The little girl cried in her sleep, murmuring softly, "Brother Jiuyan...why don't you want Xixi anymore? Does Brother Jiuyan really hate Xixi that much?"

She sobbed, tears falling from the corners of her eyes and soaking the quilt, but the little ancestor kept holding on and refused to let go.

"Xixi can be very obedient and sensible in the future. Please don't abandon Xixi, okay? Don't abandon Xixi. Don't leave Xixi here alone. Xixi will be scared."

She clutched the quilt beside her tightly. Although the sound was very soft, Fu Jiuyanyi saw the little girl's red eyes from crying, as if this could make her feel a little safe.

Fu Jiuyan sat beside the bed, quietly watching the little girl whisper, his heart aching. He looked at the computer, as if he could see the little girl's tear-stained face, and suddenly felt distressed.

"Xixi, yes, such a familiar name." He murmured to himself.

When Shui Wan first came, she did call the little girl Xixi. At that time, Fu Jiuyan did feel inexplicably familiar with the name Xixi.

But he couldn't remember it at all, and there was no way he could connect the weak little girl from back then with the Bo Ling in front of him.

At this moment, he finally understood that the person he had been looking for was right beside him.

Fu Jiuyan really wanted to reach out and gently stroke the little girl's cheek and wipe away the tears on her face.

But she was afraid of disturbing the little ancestor in her sleep, so she secretly swore that no matter what, he would protect her and never let her get hurt again.

Fu Jiuyan's thoughts were suddenly pulled back to the past. That weak little girl said that she liked him and wanted to be with him. Fu Jiuyan knew that with his strength and the situation at that time, he could not give the little girl a stable life and future.

So he chose to cruelly reject the little girl and said to her: "I have no feelings for you, we are not suitable."

Fu Jiuyan never expected that the little girl from back then would become so powerful now.

He couldn't help but think of the time they had spent together, and those beautiful memories came flooding back to him. However, reality made them drift apart.

Fu Jiuyan felt a wave of regret. If he had been able to face his feelings bravely, perhaps everything would have been different.

The little girl will no longer be bullied or wronged because of him, but now, he can only watch the little girl silently, his heart full of helplessness and regret.

The little girl's sobbing became louder and louder, as if she wanted to pour out all her grievances.

Fu Jiuyan looked at her, his heart full of pity and heartache, but he didn't know how to comfort the little girl in front of him, let alone how to love and protect her in the future.

Fu Jiuyan opened his notebook and sent a message to Nanxuan: "Come to my channel. When you come, don't use the microphone to talk. Just communicate via text to avoid waking up the little girl."

After receiving the message, Nanxuan silently entered the channel.

He saw the words Fu Jiuyan typed: "Go and find out what that little girl went through back then?"

Although Nanxuan didn't understand, he didn't dare to ask more questions. He just nodded silently in agreement.

Then, Nan Xuan asked, "Do we need to investigate everything, Master Jiu?"

Fu Jiuyan replied, "Yes." Nanxuan seemed to understand something at this moment.

The sky gradually darkened, and Fu Jiuyan sat there motionless, afraid of waking the sleeping girl.

After a while, a slight noise came from the little girl.

Fu Jiuyan knew that the little girl had woken up and hurriedly looked towards the bed.

She said softly, "Are you awake? Does your head hurt? Does your throat feel uncomfortable? Do you want to go to the hospital?"

Bo Ling was frightened by Fu Jiuyan's sudden concern, and a trace of confusion and surprise arose in her heart. She wondered why this old man was so strange today.

Perhaps because she had just woken up, Bo Ling's voice was soft and sweet as she asked softly, "Where are Sister Shuiwan and Brother Moyu? Why aren't they here? Why didn't they come to accompany me?"

Fu Jiuyan's expression froze instantly after hearing this, but it quickly dissipated. He replied gently, "They are in the guild meeting room. My account is currently logged in the channel. Do you want me to call them over?"

Bo Ling nodded obediently and replied, "Okay."

Fu Jiuyan immediately opened the chat box and sent messages to Shui Wan, Fenghuang, Mo Yu, Jing Hao, Yi Yun and others. The message read: "The little ancestor has woken up and wants to find you. Please come to my channel."

After receiving the message from Fu Jiuyan, everyone seemed a little nervous, thinking that something had happened to the little ancestor. They put down their work and hurried to Fu Jiuyan's channel.

Bo Ling said anxiously, "Sister Fenghuang, Sister Shuiwan, Xixi just had a very long dream. I dreamed that Brother Jiuyan didn't want me anymore and left me there.

The channel was empty with only me, and then many people came and scolded me. They called me shameless and said I was not worthy of Brother Jiuyan.

The little girl choked up, her voice filled with grievance and sadness: "They said I was not worthy of Brother Jiuyan, and those people also said that Brother Jiuyan hated me.

She said that I was pestering Brother Jiuyan every day, which made Brother Jiuyan feel sick. That’s why Brother Jiuyan didn’t go online, wuwuwu…”

As the little girl spoke, tears began to flow again, and she burst into tears: "Am I really that annoying? It's all Xixi's fault. Xixi made Brother Jiuyan angry."

Bo Ling sobbed and continued, "If Xixi changes, will Brother Jiuyan change towards me? If I leave here, will Brother Jiuyan come back?"

The little girl seemed to have forgotten that Fu Jiuyan was still here, and her voice became more and more hoarse and choked. When Fu Jiuyan heard the little girl's words, his heart felt like it was being cut by a knife.

He looked at Bo Ling with heartache, his eyes full of self-blame and regret.

Everyone looked at Fu Jiuyan's account and knew that Fu Jiuyan was beside the little ancestor and it was not convenient for him to speak. He could only stand aside silently, waiting for the development of the situation.

Fenghuang said softly and gently, "Fu Jiuyan will not abandon our Xixi. Our Xixi is so good, how could he not want our Xixi?"

Her tone was full of determination and trust, as if telling Fu Jiuyan to believe in her feelings.

Shui Wan also coaxed softly: "No, no. Fu Jiuyan loves you, how could he hate our Xixi, right?"

Her eyes revealed a hint of concern and comfort, trying to make Fu Jiuyan put aside his worries.

Mo Yu, Jing Hao, and Yi Yun exchanged a glance and said at the same time, "If Fu Jiuyan really does that, we brothers will definitely teach him a lesson for you and force him to quit the internet.

We will ban him online and leave him nowhere to escape!" Their tone was filled with determination and anger, and they seemed ready to confront Fu Jiuyan.

However, at this moment, Bo Ling suddenly cried and said, "You are not allowed to attack Fu Jiuyan, otherwise I will be angry."

There was sobbing in her voice, but it was filled with a resolute and unquestionable attitude. Everyone was stunned when they heard this.

Ahem~ This is really true love. Even at this point, the young girl is still so protective of this old man. Everyone couldn't help but sigh.

The little girl cried until she became silent again, and everyone called Bo Ling's name worriedly.

Only when they heard Bo Ling's soft breathing did they realize that the little girl had cried herself to sleep again. Everyone breathed a sigh of relief and watched over Bo Ling quietly, hoping that she could rest well.

At this time, Fu Jiuyan said slowly: You guys go and do your own things, I'm staying with the little ancestor in the hotel. It's okay, don't worry.