But he found that the story was already set in stone. No matter how much he interfered, Fang Yan Huan, the original protagonist, would still commit evil deeds, and some evidence was even hidden by the Heavenly Dao.
The Heavenly Dao is truly trash.
A deafening boom echoed from the horizon, laced with waves of anger.
Qing Jiu’s body trembled, his legs uncontrollably giving way as he crashed heavily to the ground.
“Are you alright?” Wen Yan An knelt down, asking with concern.
Qing Jiu gritted his teeth, speaking each word deliberately, “I’m fine. Stay away from me, or you’ll get hurt.”
The Heavenly Dao showed no mercy when punishing, regardless of whether there were living beings nearby.
“I… I don’t feel anything.”
Qing Jiu stared at Wen Yan An in astonishment, “You don’t feel anything?”
Wen Yan An nodded, “No.”
“Could you… let me have your hand?” Qing Jiu tentatively asked.
Wen Yan An thought for a moment, then placed his hand in Qing Jiu’s.
The instant he touched Wen Yan An’s hand, Qing Jiu felt refreshed, and the oppressive feeling on his body vanished completely.
He looked at Wen Yan An’s confused and worried little face.
He seemed to understand something.
No wonder, no wonder the Heavenly Dao had restricted his movements. No wonder his master had been so heavily injured when bringing another Fang Miao Miao back from another world. He had always thought it was the Heavenly Dao’s punishment for them, that they hadn’t protected this world well enough.
But now, he realized that the protagonists of this world were not Fang Yan Huan and Wen Wen Lan, but rather Wen Yan An.
Wen Yan An was meant to fit the “beautiful, strong, and tragic” persona.
The Heavenly Dao simply went with the flow. He and his master had fought desperately to get the story back on track, but the Heavenly Dao wanted to play, wanting to torture Fang Miao Miao and Wen Zhi Yan to death, even forcibly shielding Fang Yan Huan.
Damn it.
Qing Jiu couldn’t help but curse.
“What’s… what’s wrong with you?”
Qing Jiu shook his head, “Wait a moment, let me recover.”
Wen Yan An thought for a moment, then helped Qing Jiu sit on a stone bench, “Your face is very pale. Should I call a doctor?”
“No, just stay close to me.”
The Heavenly Dao could warn him, but it couldn’t touch Wen Yan An at all. This was also why the Heavenly Dao had made others attack the people around Wen Yan An.
“Really alright?”
“Alright.”
Wen Yan An nodded, “Then can you answer my question now?”
He had come to find him because of his mother.
Qing Jiu: He was sure. This male protagonist was a mama’s boy.
He took several deep breaths, “Ask away.”
“Will Mom and Dad stay with me?”
“Yes, your mother is a lucky star. With her around, you will always be this happy.”
“Like Dad?”
“Yes, like your father. He can stand up, carry you, and hug you.”
“That’s great.”
Looking at those clear, pure eyes, Qing Jiu couldn’t help but stroke his cheek, “I’m sorry.”
Sorry for letting you experience so many bad things, sorry he hadn’t realized sooner.
“It’s okay. Did you bring my mom over?” Wen Yan An said with a smile. “Dad and I both like Mom very much. We should be thanking you.”
“Not at all.” Qing Jiu pouted. Fang Miao Miao was brought by his master, it had nothing to do with him. However, he had saved her life, and Wen Zhi Yan too. If you think about it, he was also a savior.
“In any case, we still want to thank you.”
Mom said that if someone helps you, you should say thank you and be grateful for their kindness.
“Alright.” Qing Jiu shifted his gaze uncomfortably, his reddened ear tips betraying his feelings. “However, I can’t interfere too much in your affairs. Ask quickly, and I need to leave after you’re done.”
“Mom and Dad.”
“Don’t worry, your parents will be fine. Don’t run around when you’re bored, and stay with your parents, okay?”
According to the trajectory of his past life, Fang Miao Miao would have kidnapped Wen Yan An. Although the current Fang Miao Miao wouldn’t, there was no guarantee that someone else wouldn’t snatch Wen Yan An away.
Therefore, the best, albeit simplest, method was to stay obediently by Fang Miao Miao’s side.
Wait, wait until Wen Yan An grew up. By then, the Heavenly Dao would not have the ability to bully this family.
“Mhm, thank you, Brother Qing Jiu.”
Qing Jiu paused, a smile appearing, “You know to call me brother now?”
“I can feel that you have no ill intentions towards me.”
“Alright, go back. Remember, you must stay by your parents’ side.”
Qing Jiu said, still uneasy. While he was still by the male protagonist’s side and the Heavenly Dao couldn’t do anything to him, he handed the bamboo crane he had just obtained to Wen Yan An, “Be good, let your father investigate it thoroughly.”
“Thank you, Brother.” Wen Yan An hesitated for a moment, then gave Qing Jiu a big hug.
Qing Jiu suppressed his discomfort, “Be obedient, go back.”
What a good family, they couldn’t be broken.
“Be obedient, go back quickly, Brother Qing Jiu is fine.”
Wen Yan An shook his head, “You wait for me. I’ll find Sister Xiao Zhi to make a call, and we’ll go to the hospital.”
Qing Jiu smiled. Look, what a good boy, why did he have to endure so much.
“Hold on, Sister Xiao Zhi.”
As Wen Yan An was about to run towards Yu Zhi, he saw someone stop him.
Looking up, he saw an old man with a white beard, wearing a Taoist robe.
“Grandpa, could you please let me pass? I need to make a call.”
“No need.” The old man shook his head. “Don’t worry, it’s time for us to leave.”
“Grandpa.”
“Good child.” The old man patted Wen Yan An’s head. “Can you help convey a message to your mother for me?”
Wen Yan An looked at Qing Jiu behind him worriedly and nodded, “Hurry up and say it.”
“Tell your mother not to worry, you will always be together.”
Wen Yan An, while happy to hear this, still anxiously asked, “Then can I go make a call?”
The old man nodded, “Remember, only you know this, don’t tell anyone else, or it will lose its efficacy.”
“Mhm, thank you, Grandpa.”
Wen Yan An walked past the old man and ran towards Yu Zhi.
“Sister Xiao Zhi, help! Can I borrow your phone?”
“Your phone? What’s wrong? Why is An An so anxious?”
Wen Yan An pointed at the pavilion, “Brother Qing Jiu.”
“Hm?” Yu Zhi was even more confused. “Didn’t the little Taoist boy who was playing with you just leave?”
“Leave?” Wen Yan An turned around in surprise to look.
The pale-faced little brother was gone, and so was the kindly old man who had given him advice.
How could this be?
Seeing his dazed expression, Yu Zhi asked worriedly, “An An, are you okay?”
“I’m fine. I want to go back to that pavilion and take another look.”
“Okay, I’ll go with you.”
“Thank you, Sister Xiao Zhi.”
The two of them arrived inside the pavilion.
There was nothing inside, as if everything that had happened just now was an illusion.
Brother Qing Jiu.