Depths of Old Memories of the Patriarch of Demonic Dao

Wei Ying woke up earlier than Wei Wuxian.

"Lan Zhan, good morning! I dreamed yesterday that you forced me to copy the school rules. I secretly changed your books into comics, but you almost had a fight with me haha... Speaking of which, what did I change at that time? Books? Are you so excited?" Wei Ying really can't remember clearly, or he hasn't read it himself.

Lan Wangji didn't answer, and silently filled him with soup.

In fact, what Wei Ying changed at the time was not a comic book, it was obviously the youth "enlightenment" book that he accidentally ordered from Nie Huaisang.

Go back in time to the wonderful nine years ago.

When Wei Ying entered this key high school in Gusu, which is famous for its strict school rules and extremely high enrollment rate, he knew that he and this school were at odds.

After entering the school for only two weeks, he was punished by the dean Lan Qiren for copying [-] brick-thick school rules ten times.

The handwriting is required to be neat, not to be faked by others, and the deadline is one month.

So every noon and afternoon after school, Wei Ying was forced to stay by Lan Zhan to copy the school rules.

Noon today.

The pen in Wei Ying's hand paused for a long time, and he began to slam his head against the stack of books. Once he hit his forehead, he would wake up for a while, and the pen in his hand began to shake non-stop, but after a few wobbles, he stopped. There will be a pause, and the head will start pecking and pecking down against the stack of books again.

The book in Lan Zhan's hand may not have been turned for a long time.

The position of the two is in the whole classroom facing the blackboard at the left rear window.Wei Wuxian moved the towering stack of books to his right to block the teacher's view.

Lan Zhan was sitting on his left. There was no stack of books on the table, and all the books were neatly placed on the bookshelf at his feet for easy retrieval.

Seeing this, Lan Zhan took out a palm-sized pure white pillow from the drawer, then stretched out his hand to drag Wei Ying's forehead, and moved the top of his stack of books back a small distance, just enough to place the pillow, Wei Ying suddenly Closing her eyes, she rubbed her forehead against his palm.

Lan Zhan was startled, and seeing that he hadn't woken up, he rested his forehead on the small pillow with slight movements.

Put your hands back, sit upright, your earlobes are burning red.

This happened more than once.

Wei Ying was forced to force him, and at the beginning he teased Lan Zhan a little rebelliously, but later saw that Lan Zhan was as stable as Mount Tai, unaffected by him, and felt bored, so he could only seriously copy the school rules.

In fact, it didn't take a month to finish copying, but Wei Ying would still habitually stay and tease Lan Wangji.

"Lan Zhan! Lan Zhan... Lan Zhan—"

"Master Lan—Brother Lan? Just take a look at me!" Wei Ying realized that he couldn't answer him, so he insisted on answering him.

Just as Wei Ying was about to "show off his skills", Lan Zhan looked up at him.

The young man was lying on the table, looking at him with a smile on his face. The afterglow of the setting sun shone through the window glass and sprinkled on the handsome face of the young man, shining on his dense and curled eyelashes, leaving a small shadow.

The sun shone in the boy's eyes.

Lan Zhan turned back before Wei Ying could react and made a face.

"Boring." Lan Zhan said lightly.

"Hey!! You're really saving face by saying that you only take one look, and nothing else... Then can you say a few more words?" Wei Ying stood up and looked at him with his hands propped up.

Without raising his head, Lan Zhan said, "Extremely boring."

"Lan Zhan, you really did me a favor, you only added two words." Wei Ying pulled a piece of clean draft paper, rustling the tip of the pen on the paper, outlining the lines.

Wei Ying got up and jumped to the desk in front of Lan Wangji, taking advantage of his unpreparedness, he pulled out the book in his hand, and "slapped" a piece of paper on the desk of Lan Wangji.

"Lan Zhan, does it look like you? Does it look like you?"

The painting on the paper is in the style of comics, but it is very vivid. It should be Lan Zhan who is sitting upright and reading a book - if the person in the painting does not have a flower by his ear, then he should be able to confirm it.

Wei Ying looked like begging for praise, Lan Zhan looked at the portrait, pursed his lips and remained silent.

"Okay, I've finished copying the school rules, so I won't stay here tomorrow. You've been with me for so long, so I'll give you a gift to express my gratitude!"

Hearing this, Lan Zhan froze for a moment, then stretched out his hand and said, "Come again."

"Here!" Wei Ying quickly closed the book and returned it to him.

As soon as Lan Zhan opened the book, what he saw was not the original content. There was another book in the tutorial book. Immediately, he threw the book in it into the trash can behind the classroom.

"Wei Ying!" Lan Zhan turned pale with anger.

Wei Ying was praising Yu Lan Zhan's precise "shooting" technique. Hearing his roar, he came back to his senses and replied, "Yes! What's wrong?"

Seeing that he was so angry, Wei Ying found it interesting but also felt a little puzzled and guilty.

I'm fine, right?Why is Lan Zhan so angry... Isn't it because he has a comic book borrowed from Nie Huaisang...

It is said that that book is the last book left in Nie Huaisang's series of comics, and it is also the first book in the finale. The rest were thrown away by Nie Huaisang and his elder brother, so Nie Huaisang always felt that he was heartbroken just reading it, so he borrowed it very generously. Gave it to Wei Ying.

However, Wei Ying took it by mistake, and he himself had no interest in this book, so he didn't read it. How could he know that this book was actually an "enlightenment" book for a young man who was full of vigor?

"Wei Ying! You..." Seeing his inexplicable and indifferent expression, Lan Zhan seemed even more ashamed, "You... who are you!"

"Who else can I be, I must be a man..." Wei Ying took it for granted.

"you!"

"Hey... Lan Zhan, pay attention to your manners... This is a school classroom! Fights have to be demerited!" Wei Ying sat on the chair in front of Lan Zhan, laughing and looking up at Lan Zhan who stood up and glared at him. Frightened, he quickly picked up his schoolbag and ran away.

"Lan Zhan, I was wrong, don't be too angry! See you tomorrow!!!"

Lan Zhan watched him disappear outside the classroom door, and appeared in the small garden outside the window not long after. Wei Ying turned his head and saw Lan Zhan staring at him, waved to him, and said "bye" type, disappearing in the distance of the path.

Lan Zhan sat down and closed his eyes.

The author has something to say:

I don’t know if you have ever seen that kind of hand-sized soft and cute pillow... that thing really exists.

I don’t know if you have the habit of shaking your legs. When some people doze off, there will be a very interesting scene. The students who doze off will shake their legs, but they will stop after a while, and then they will lower their heads. Drooping low, suddenly waking up for a second or two will be accompanied by leg shaking, and then... cycle.

This one looks hilarious... if you can't help but laugh, the person you're looking at is looking up at you in bewilderment.

Then... I am this kind of classmate who often wakes up with laughter. (…)

Don't ask me how I know, I don't want to say.

Let me write something about the ignorant and ignorant love between the young and the young, the young, the sweet, the sweet, the lighthearted, the calm and calm.