Wei Wuxian remembered, all memories were no longer covered by fog, and moved forward clearly.

That person is Lan Zhan.

When Wei Wuxian woke up, Lan Wangji was sitting beside him reading a book.

"Are you awake?" Lan Wangji put down his book and looked at him.

"Hmm... good morning... Lan Zhan..." Wei Wuxian yawned under the covers.

"Good morning." Lan Wangji said softly.

"...Lan Zhan!" Wei Wuxian suddenly came to his senses, looking at Lan Wangji, the corner of his mouth couldn't hide the smile.

He lifted the quilt and sat up, with his messy hair on his back, smiling and looking at him.

Lan Wangji looked at him, a little puzzled, but without stopping, he set the table for him and served the soup.

Wei Wuxian's eyes lit up, "Lotus root ribs soup!"

"En." Lan Wangji nodded.

Wei Wuxian took a sip of the soup, and suddenly froze.

This soup tastes very similar to Jiang Yanli's stewed soup.

"Lan Zhan...this soup..." Naturally, Jiang Yanli couldn't have made it.Then it is only possible...

"Did you do it?" Wei Wuxian looked at him with twinkling eyes.

"Yes." Lan Wangji turned his head away, his earlobes turned slightly red.

[Lan Zhan... Lan Zhan, do you have a fever?Why are your ears so red...]

Thinking of what he said, Wei Wuxian laughed muffled.

After finishing the soup, he consciously tidied up the bowls, Wei Wuxian was about to borrow the computer, and Lan Wangji directly brought a black computer bag from the table and handed it to him.

Seeing his extremely familiar handbag, Wei Wuxian was taken aback for a moment, and then said pleasantly, "Ah—Lan Zhan, you really understand me! You are so kind!"

Another sentence, Wei Wuxian swallowed back.

Touching his familiar computer after a long absence, Wei Wuxian couldn't help feeling a little excited.

As soon as the laptop was turned on, Wei Wuxian couldn't help but swear, and started to operate it quickly.

"What's the matter?" Seeing his frown, Lan Wangji hurriedly asked.

"Immediately..." Wei Wuxian's fingers quickly slid across the specific keys on the keyboard.

After half a minute.

"...fuck!" Wei Wuxian leaned back on the pillow, his expression serious.

"Those three guys!" Wei WuXian gritted his teeth, with mixed feelings in his eyes.

Wei Wuxian used the software in his computer to distribute his IP to hundreds of fake addresses all over the country, then looked up at Lan Wangji with a sad expression on his face.

"I don't know when they installed it. There is a small software in my computer. When they turn on their mobile phones, they will receive text messages. I only had time to intercept two of them, and one...sent directly, that is I don't know who it was sent to..." Wei Wuxian rubbed the center of his brows, feeling very irritable.

Lan Wangji's cell phone rang.

"...Wen Ning." Lan Wangji glanced down at the caller, then looked up at Wei Wuxian.

Wei Wuxian froze for a moment, Lan Wangji slid over to answer, turned on the speakerphone and placed it on the small table on Wei Wuxian's bed.

"Is Mr. Lan here? I'm Wen Ning." On the other end of the phone, Wen Ning sat in front of the computer, looked at the hundreds of addresses he had found, and asked.

"It's me, what's the matter?" Lan Wangji and Wei Wuxian looked at each other and replied.

"I want to ask... Mr. Lan, did you touch Brother Wei's computer?"

"It's me." Lan Wangji replied.

"Oh... That's good. Mr. Lan, don't get me wrong, I only found out because I installed a software in Brother Wei's computer. Excuse me, goodbye..."

"No, goodbye."

Wen Ning on the other end hung up the phone.

Wei Wuxian shifted his focus again, and asked, "Why does Wen Ning think it's good if he knows you're the one who touched my computer?"

"I don't know." Lan Wangji turned his head away.

Wen Ning looked at hundreds of fake addresses, and suddenly logged into the chat room conversation group that the four of them had privately built.

The lively group in "Shooting the Sun" is very quiet now, only three people are online now.

Bring disaster, collect Fangzun, ghost general.

The "Yiling Patriarch" at the top of the list is still extremely gloomy.

[Jiang disaster: Yo!Ghost General is online, it's rare to see him! ]

[Ghost General: ... Good morning. ]

Xue Yang is online almost all the time, and Meng Yao has a lot of things to do now, although she is always hanging, she is almost absent.

Not right.

Wen Ning frowned.

Brother Wei's computer was turned on, so there was no way they didn't respond at all.

It's only possible... The two text messages other than him were intercepted.

"Lan Zhan, why don't you take my computer back first, in case I touch the computer tomorrow, Wen Ning suddenly remembers, I'm afraid it might happen."

"Okay." Lan Wangji nodded.

"...By the way, Lan Zhan. Is it possible to cure my symptoms?" Wei Wuxian didn't know when the strange schizophrenic pretense on his body would end, or if it wouldn't end.

"I... want to see sister and the others." Wei Wuxian said in a deep voice.

"I'm afraid not. We need to observe for a while longer," Lan Wangji replied.

"...That's fine. Then it's settled! Speaking of which...does Dr. Lan not go to work?" Wei Wuxian suddenly became curious, Lan Wangji was always with him.

"On duty." Lan Wangji didn't change his face.

"Accompanying me every day counts as being on duty?" Wei Wuxian clasped his hands, squinting his eyes and smiling.

"Yeah." Lan Wangji actually nodded.

"...Pfft, really? Then you say that, I will take it seriously!"

"Really." Lan Wangji smiled.

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