Duanfang Yazheng Wei Wuxian, playing fish and birds Lan Wangji

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Lan Wangji automatically wakes up when it reaches Mao.Although the mind is clear, the body is abnormally sleepy.

He became alert, sat up quietly, touched his sword, and turned his head to see a "Lan Wangji" lying sprawled beside him.

Almost without thinking, Lan Wangji immediately reached out to grab the man's neck, but as soon as he reached out, he discovered a more terrifying fact than "I was sleeping next to me"—these hands were not his.

Blank hovered in his mind for a moment, and an extremely incredible idea slowly emerged.

Withdrawing his right hand, he pressed on the man's shoulder and called out in a low voice, "Wei Ying?"

"Lan Wangji" twisted, buried his face in the pillow and moaned, "Just for a while, I'll sleep a little longer."

After a little thought, he didn't make any trouble, turned over and got out of bed, went to get Gusu's school uniform, his hand froze half way through, abruptly changed direction, and grabbed the black jacket.

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"Senior Wei!"

"Is that the ancestor?"

At this time, just before the start of the morning reading, the junior disciples of Gusu were all walking towards the orchid room.There are not a few people who recognize Wei Wuxian, and groups of people are saying hello to him.

"Senior? It's so early today!" Lan Jingyi approached.It must be some great event that made the Yiling patriarch get up before the Si hour.

He was not the only one who had the same thought, and when his footsteps faltered a little, several teenagers surrounded him.

"Yes, yes, earlier than Hanguang-jun!"

"But where did the terrible evil come from?"

"Why don't you see Mr. Hanguang?"

Being watched by several pairs of eager and surprised eyes, Lan Wangji's eyelids twitched.

"It's all right, I'm going to read in the morning." "Wei Wuxian" said calmly, then walked out of the circle of teenagers, and walked straight to Mr. Zewu's residence, leaving those teenagers standing there blankly.

"What's wrong with the ancestor?" After a long while, a young man said in a low voice.

"It's so cold."

"Wake up angry?"

"It looks like... there was a quarrel." Another person said embarrassedly.

As if thinking of something, several people blushed and fell silent.

Lan Jingyi was the only one who did not participate in the discussion.He stared fixedly at Wei Wuxian's back, watching him ascend the white jade steps step by step, always feeling a little strange.

He had never seen the ancestor of Yiling walk so...so gracefully.

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Not long after Lan Zhan left, Wei Wuxian couldn't sleep no matter what.

This is really strange.

Living in Gusu for the past few days, Lan Zhan would also get up early, so there is no reason why today is any different from the past.

After tossing and changing several positions, he still couldn't fall asleep. He finally decided to wake up early. Unexpectedly, when he got up, he saw a snow-white Gusu school uniform neatly folded on the bedside, even wiping his forehead.

Wei Wuxian was a little dazed for a moment.

Isn't this Lan Zhan's clothes?What about people?Even if he changed his outer robe, he wouldn't even lose his forehead wipe.

Wei Wuxian hadn't had time to digest the shock caused by the fact that "Hanguang-jun was running away in his middle clothes", when he discovered another big trouble-his clothes were gone.

Hanguang-jun didn't run away wearing a middle coat, but Hanguang-jun was running away wearing his clothes.

"What's the matter?" He muttered and stepped into Lan Zhan's boots, thinking that since Hanguang-Jun was wearing his clothes, he wouldn't mind putting them on, but halfway through wearing them, his hands suddenly stopped.

wrong.

Something is wrong.

Wei WuXian cleared his throat, and paused word by word, "What-something happened."

That voice was deep and sweet, clearly, clearly belonged to HanGuang-Jun!

As if a thunderbolt had exploded on his scalp, Wei Wuxian jumped up as if he had been scalded by the bed, and rushed to the front of the mirror.

Hanguang-Jun stared blankly at him from the mirror, then silently buried his entire face in the palm of his hand.

He understood why the more he slept, the more awake he became: Except for the blue family's unshakeable work and rest time, the voice that woke him up this morning sounded... especially like his own.

Wei Wuxian put on his coat and rushed out the door, his speed was even worse than being late for school in his early years.

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"Hanguang-jun! Hanguang-jun!"

Hearing the call, Wei WuXian stopped and looked around, but was stunned for a moment, then patted his forehead in frustration: What are you looking for, HanGuang-Jun, isn't "HanGuang-Jun" right here.

"Sizhui, what's the matter?"

He turned around in a serious manner, and nodded slightly according to the image of Lan Zhan in his mind.But he probably hasn't learned enough. The Lan's school uniform has wide sleeves like clouds and ribbons that reach to his knees. Just now, when he stopped suddenly, he switched too quickly and almost tripped himself.

SiZhui's expression froze for a moment.

"Hanguang-jun," he said calmly, "My disciples are all here, may I ask which one to read this morning?"

Wei Wuxian wondered how I would know, but now that the situation was awkward and it was difficult to explain clearly, he thought about it and soon had an idea.

"I won't study the new chapters for the time being today, I will go over what I learned this month, and wait for you to memorize them all, and I will take the test."

As soon as this remark came out, the effect was excellent.

Si Zhui showed surprise, and didn't notice that someone almost slipped his tongue just now.

"Today, are you going to have a test today?"

"Right, go back and review your books. Those who make the most mistakes will have to copy the family instructions." "Hanguang-jun" said kindly, straightening his sleeves, looking very satisfied.

Lan Sizhui felt as if he was facing a formidable enemy.Resigned in a trance, only the news like a bolt from the blue was left in his mind.