Depths of Old Memories of the Patriarch of Demonic Dao

Wei Wuxian suddenly opened his eyes, and with trembling hands, he took out the slowing agent in his pocket, and lay on the ground for a long time, his dark vision gradually returning to light.

He sat up, as if nothing had happened, and continued to sit in the pile of newspapers and glued the scattered newspapers one by one to form a complete wall covering.

Little by little, Wei Wuxian covered the wall under the newspaper, with a smile on his lips, packed everything up, and locked the door when he went out.

He turned around, looked at the door of this apartment, suppressed all expressions, and muttered to himself while rubbing his chest.

"What to do, I still... want to let you know selfishly..."

The incoming call rang, Wei Wuxian took out his phone and glanced at the caller.

"Hey, Jiang Cheng? Why, what's the trouble? Maybe you need brother's help?"

"Do what you can, don't talk so much nonsense, I'm busy, where have you been? Remember to go to Jin's Hotel tonight, if you dare to be late for Sister's engagement banquet, see if I don't break your leg!"

"Jinlin Terrace? That must be going early, how could I forget?" Wei Wuxian replied with a smile.

"Your... memory, well, I'm busy, so I'm dead!"

Wei Wuxian shook his head and smiled.

"Hey~ Lan Zhan!"

Wei Wuxian was driving the car and saw Lan Wangji on the side of the road, knowing that he was going to Jinlin Terrace too, so he pulled him into the car too.

Lan Wangji was sitting in the co-pilot, Wei Wuxian wanted to talk to him, but Lan Wangji blocked him with "Be careful while driving".

Wei Wuxian was driving the car, narrowly passing by another car.

"Wei Ying! Pull over and stop!" Lan Wangji yelled, Wei Wuxian's eyesight was a little blurry, and the hands holding the steering wheel were trembling. He subconsciously obeyed Lan Wangji's words and stopped the car at the platform 20 meters away. .

Lan Wangji saw that his face was pale, his eyes were hard to focus, and his sanity was a little unclear, so he couldn't help but look worried.

"Wei Ying, how are you?!"

"Ah...it's okay, I probably didn't sleep well and felt sleepy, I'm sorry...it was too dangerous just now." Wei Wuxian turned his head slightly to talk to him, but his eyes didn't focus on him.

"I'll drive." Lan Wangji reached out to unbuckle his seat belt.

"...Ah, well, have you brought your driver's license?" Wei Wuxian fumbled for the only two mitigants left in his pocket with his left hand, touched the back of the passenger seat with his right hand, and cursed inwardly for "refining ghosts" Damn drug resistance.

"I have." Lan Wangji replied in a low voice, and had already opened the door and got out of the car.

Lan Wangji quickly opened the door of the driver's cab, but Wei Wuxian had lost all strength, and his vision was blurred.

Then he was picked up horizontally by Lan Wangji, Lan Wangji didn't ask any more questions, picked him up, changed to the passenger seat, fastened his seat belt for him, closed the door, and returned to the driver's seat by himself.

Wei Wuxian groaned inwardly.

Lan Zhan saw it, how could it be good...

Drug resistance is starting to strike back...

"Wei Ying, hold on, go to the hospital!"

"No... medicine... pocket..." Wei Wuxian spoke with great difficulty.

Lan Wangji reached out to touch his cold hand in his pocket, his eyes froze, and he took out the tube of medicine.

"it is this?"

"..." Wei Wuxian nodded slightly, and opened his mouth.

Seeing this, Lan Wangji uncapped the medicine bottle and fed it to him.

"Wei Ying, we must go to the hospital."

"...!" Wei Wuxian raised his hand and grabbed Lan Wangji's arm with the strength he didn't know where he came from.

"Sister...huh...marriage...go!...huh...after going..." Wei Wuxian's chest heaved violently, and he looked at him with blazing eyes.The time for the slowing agent to take effect has not yet arrived, and Wei Wuxian's mood is difficult to stabilize.

"Lan...Zhan...!" Wei Wuxian looked at him almost with pleading eyes.

"........."

Lan Wangji finally drove to Jinlin Terrace.

After the car parked in the underground garage of Jinlin Terrace for more than ten minutes, Wei Wuxian returned to normal.

"After it's over, I have to go to the hospital." Lan Wangji said in a deep voice.

"Okay, okay, I understand." Wei Wuxian nodded, ready to unbuckle his seat belt.

"Wei Ying." Lan Wangji grabbed his hand, displeased with his perfunctory attitude.

"...Okay, Lan Zhan. Today is my sister's big day. Let's talk about it later, okay? Don't tell anyone. This is between the two of us, okay?" Wei Wuxian looked at him solemnly.

"..." Lan Wangji didn't answer.

Wei Wuxian stalked him so hard, Lan Wangji let him go, but at this dinner, no matter what time, Lan Wangji still kept him in his sight.

[Ghost General: Brother Wei, my sister is looking for you. 】

[Yiling Patriarch: The stairwell on the fifth floor. 】

[Ghost General: Okay. 】

"Wei Wuxian, this is the last mitigating agent. After these are used up, your body will no longer be able to accept other mitigating agents, let alone... your body can't hold it anymore."

"I see...thank you, I'm tired of you." Wei Wuxian took the slow preparation, smiled and thanked her, seeing that her eyes were black and blue, and the whites of her eyes were bloodshot, she said something more.

She gave him a warm look, ended the simple conversation, turned and went back to the banquet hall.

However, after the engagement banquet was over, Wei Wuxian still slipped away with Jiang Cheng under the nose of Lan Wangji.

Jiang Group Building.

The slowing agent of warmth is used faster and faster.

Wei Wuxian had to start putting some makeup on his face to cover up his pale complexion, and he had to avoid Lan Wangji's siege every day, but luckily Wei Wuxian hacked into Lan Wangji's phone so that he could Knowing Lan Wangji's address, he can effectively avoid him.

Even though Jiang Cheng complained about the makeup, Wei Wuxian always made jokes about it, ran to Jiang Yanli's place after get off work, and was able to take a sneak peek at Lan Wangji tomorrow, Wei Wuxian already felt content.

But this matter, no matter what, will reveal its secrets.

Wei Wuxian accompanied Jiang Cheng to work overtime all night, hurriedly washed his face, and then rushed back to his office to touch up his makeup. His knees gave way, his eyes suddenly turned black, and he fell directly on the floor.

He struggled to reach out, and there was still one buffer in his pocket, but this one was held tightly in his hand, but no matter what, he couldn't move it to his mouth.

"Wei Wuxian, you... Hey! Wei Wuxian!" Jiang Cheng pushed the door open, and before he stepped in, he was startled.

"Wei Wuxian! Don't fucking scare me! Someone! Call an ambulance!!!"

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