Worth [Douluo]

"Oh, it's nothing. I just saw the Pope, and I've never seen her walk so fast. I'm a little curious." Guan Yue waved her hands casually.

"Teacher? I just want to deliver pastries to her. Goodbye, Uncle Guan." Hearing Bibi Dong's news, Jiang Wan directly waved goodbye to Guan Yue.

"Hey, this kid." Guan Yue looked at Jiang Wan's back and couldn't help laughing. "Forget it, go play with the old ghost."

Jiang Wan walked towards Bibi Dong's room with cheerful steps.She knew that Bibi Dong was busy and often didn't have time to look for her.I used to feel sad because of this, but now she thinks about it, and if the mountain is not just me, I will be the mountain.You can take the initiative to find a teacher.

Just arrived at Bibi Dong's room, the door was closed tightly.After Jiang Wan and Guan Yue hang out for a long time, they also start to be informal.She opened the door and shouted, "Teacher! I'm here to bring you pastries!"

No one was seen in the room, Jiang Wan walked into the door strangely, trying to put the pastry on the table.But I saw a person curled up in the corner of the room.

Jiang Wan took a closer look and exclaimed, "Teacher!"

Bibi Dong curled up in a corner, with her hands wrapped around her knees and her face buried between her knees.After hearing Jiang Wan's voice, she raised her head, which allowed Jiang Wan to see her original appearance clearly.

Her eye sockets were red, and her eyes were still covered with bloodshot eyes, her teeth were clenched tightly, her whole body was tense, but trembling slightly.The deep emotion in the eyes is painful to see.

Hate, loathing, and... fear.

As if she didn't want others to see her distress, Bibi Dong buried her face in her knees again, trying to seal herself off, as if in this way no one in the world could hurt her again.

Jiang Wan looked at Bibi Dong's appearance, her heart suddenly tightened, and she wanted to cry from the pain.She didn't know what could scare a strong and confident teacher like this.

She put down the pastry and walked slowly towards Bibi Dong step by step.Bibidong looked up and saw Jiang Wan trying to approach her, and looked at Jiang Wan fiercely, like a wounded little animal, fragile but strong, warning strangers to stay away from her territory.

Jiang Wan still walked towards Bibi Dong firmly step by step, squatted in front of her and hugged Bibi Dong who was still trembling, wrapped her small hands around Bibi Dong's neck, and caressed her back.

"Teacher, don't be afraid, I will protect you. No one can pass me and hurt you." As long as I am here, I will always protect you behind me.

Jiang Wan's eyes were hot, and the fragile Bibi Dong made her feel distressed.She was still young and couldn't accurately describe that feeling, she just felt that seeing Bibi Dong cry, her heart seemed to be squeezed tightly, and she felt so uncomfortable that she wanted to cry.

With a small hand, it gently patted Bibi Dong's shoulder.Gentle and careful as if coaxing a child to sleep.Perhaps it is an exaggeration for a six-year-old to describe it as gentle.But Jiang Wan has a temperament like water, gentle and tolerant.

After a long time, Bibi Dong's body gradually calmed down, no longer trembling.Jiang Wan withdrew from her arms, resting her small hands on Bibi Dong's shoulders, looking at her flushed eyes.He put a kiss on her forehead.

"Okay, okay, don't be afraid, don't be afraid anymore." Jiang Wan smiled brightly at Bibi Dong.

"When I was outside, I saw children crying, and their mothers coaxed them like this. The child stopped crying immediately. I will coax you too, teacher, please stop crying."

Although Bibi Dong didn't shed any tears, Jiang Wan could feel that she was crying and feeling sad.It's just that maybe adults don't have tears when they cry.

Bibidong looked at the little Jiang Wan who comforted herself clumsily, her nose sore, and a tear fell from her eye socket.She hugged Jiang Wan tightly, as if she wanted to rub it into her bones.

Jiang Wan was hugged into her arms, and before she could react, Bibi Dong's head was buried in her thin shoulder socket.Jiang Wan felt that the clothes seemed a little wet, and gently raised her hand to hug Bibi Dong.

There will still be tears.

Bibi Dong shed tears silently at the beginning, gradually began to sob, sobbing softly, and finally cried heart-piercingly.

Bibi Dong has never cried since she was 19 years old, but what she experienced at such a young age is a pain that is hard for others to experience in her lifetime.

For so many years, she has been carrying it by herself, no matter how hard or humiliating she was, she did not cry.She knows that crying is useless, it can only be exchanged for useless and cheap sympathy, and makes those who hurt themselves feel more fulfilled.

And at the age of 30, under the clumsy and innocent comfort of her six-year-old disciple Jiang Wan, she cried.

The embrace was small, but it was unexpectedly warm, warming into Bibi Dong's heart that had been frozen for more than ten years.Her life has been too bitter, even though she is in a high position, there is no one around her who doesn't care about any interests and treats her well.

But fortunately there is now.

Her little apprentice, Jiang Wan.

The author has something to say:

Bibi Dong is really miserable, Quan Douluo's worst character is her.

I have always felt sorry for her, so I created Jiang Wan.I hope someone can let her live without being full of hatred.There are many other beautiful things in the world that she should enjoy, and it would be a pity to spend her whole life on revenge.