Duanfang Yazheng Wei Wuxian, playing fish and birds Lan Wangji

"Lan Zhan... Lan Zhan? Lan—"

Lan Wangji held those frightened and fumbling hands, and replied in a low voice, "I'm here."

The people on the couch became quieter, and opened their eyes with a jolt.

"Lan Zhan! You -- whoops," "HanGuang-Jun" sat up abruptly, pulling his wound too much, and took a hissing breath.

"Where?" Lan Wangji suddenly became nervous.

"It's a small bump, it doesn't matter," Wei Ying waved his hand, grinning his teeth and said, "If you don't do it for a long time, you'll feel like you're falling apart when you hit a monster. Time doesn't forgive people..." He moved twice, his eyes falling On the saber leaning against the bed, his eyes suddenly changed. "This is?"

Just fought an earth-shattering battle, but he has no impression of the weapon in his hand, and only Wei Ying can do it.

"When you need to use the sword, it will come by itself." Lan Wangji said calmly.

Wei Ying didn't answer.He stared at it for a while, picked up the bag, raised it to the height of his eyebrows, and slowly pulled it out.The golden aura sprouts from the hilt, grows, climbs, and wraps around the tip of the sword like a vine.

"Old man, after so many years...you still remember me." He smiled without any hesitation, put the sword back into its sheath with a click, turned to Lan Wangji, and said triumphantly, "Second brother, my sword and I are not given to each other." Are you ashamed?"

As if being pricked by a needle, a bead of blood oozed from the tip of Lan Wangji's heart.

"No." He reluctantly replied.

"What?" Seeing his expression, Wei Ying was a little surprised, "Didn't we win? Why are you looking at me like that?"

Why?

The depression in his chest was unspeakable, Lan Wangji looked away, and replied: "...have not checked the seal of the murder room, negligence of duty."

Wei Ying stretched his waist, and said with a laugh: "It's not a big deal, those old seals don't need to be seen once in 200 years, and the situation is very serious now, who can think of them? What's more, the monster didn't escape, really. Speaking of it, being subdued by 'Hanguang-jun' is not considered a dereliction of duty... Since I occupy your house and help you do a few short-term jobs, it is only a matter of course, you don't need to thank me—”

Wei Ying held his shoulders, talking nonsense to himself.Lan Wangji was so angry that he just wanted to leave immediately.Unexpectedly, when he got up together, his eyes dimmed, his feet went limp, and he leaned on the side of the bed.

"Lan Zhan!"

"nothing--"

"Nothing, nothing? Your face is as white as paper and you still say nothing?" "Hanguang-jun" jumped up and supported him. "If you have something to say, why don't you just leave? What did I say wrong?"

Lan Wangji stared at him and adjusted his breath, but it's a pity that "Wei Wuxian" has such a poor background, after a few cycles, the feeling of disgust has only slightly eased.At this moment, one hand grasped his hand, palms facing each other, and a steady stream of spiritual power came over.

"Better?"

Lan Wangji opened his eyes, and the anxious expression of "Hanguang-Jun" came into his eyes immediately.He wasn't used to seeing such intense emotions on his face, he turned his face away, a feeling of deja vu suddenly hit him.

Yes, he has indeed seen this scene.

Thirteen years ago, in the cave in the barren mountain of Yiling, Lord Hanguang held the hand of the ancestor of Yiling like this, and poured out all the remaining spiritual power, but only got back a series of "roll" characters.Now that time has passed, times have changed, and the person finally held his hand, but he opened and closed his mouth, but it was still some trivial jokes. How is it different from 13 years ago?

Lan Wangji broke free with his hands, but Wei Ying persisted in his grasp. After some tugging, the collar was ripped open, revealing the blood-stained bandage from the left shoulder to the right side.

Wei Ying was shocked.

"Why are you hurt so badly?" He jumped off the bed, pushed Lan Wangji back on the couch without any explanation, tapped a few times to stop the bleeding again, and held his hand again. "Why are you hiding? You have to wait until you pass out before you let me know?" He stared at the wound on his body, his smile disappeared, and his eyes were serious: "If I knew you were hurt so badly, I should kill that beast."

"Don't talk nonsense." Lan Wangji frowned and asked, "Huo Chi is an ancient monster, and it cannot be killed by human power."

"You know you can't handle it?"

After being choked, Lan Wangji was speechless.

Uncharacteristically, Wei Ying sighed. "You should know how much spiritual power my body has... You also know what the six-clawed fire chinchilla is. I know you can't just sit by and do nothing, but since I'm here, I won't let it escape. Let you Back off, why didn't you listen?"

Lan Wangji lowered his eyes and remained silent.He had outstanding talent when he was young, and later he was regarded as a model of the immortal sect. The world's expectations of him are so, and he has long been used to going alone.There are countless people who have asked him for help, but no one has ever asked him 'do you want to help' or 'can you get it done'.

Except Wei Ying.

After a while, Lan Wangji replied softly, "I'm sorry."

Those three light words were like a thousand-weight hammer, hitting Wei Wuxian's heart heavily.

"Don't say that. Lan Zhan, I don't mean to blame you... I'm just scared." Wei Wuxian panicked, leaned down, leaned into Lan Wangji's ear, thought about it, and finally said: "Do you know, Lan Zhan, this afternoon, although I have been asleep, my mind is not idle at all... I had several dreams back and forth."

Lan Zhan turned to him, his eyes a little dazed.

"In the dream, you were covered in blood, and I had no spiritual power or medicine. There was nothing I could do but watch your body turn cold." When I closed my eyes, it seemed as if I saw that horrible scene again. Yes, the voice trembled.He was heartbroken, hooked the hook around Lan Zhan's neck regardless, and said in a muffled voice: "In two lives, I, Wei Ying, went to the mass grave and went to the Shura field, and the bloody corpse mountain and endless hell. I have never seen anything." , but I've never been so scared for a moment."

Lan Wangji froze, just about to move, but Wei Wuxian held him firmly.

"Don't move! Listen to me first!

"There is a sentence that I didn't dare to ask you, because I was afraid that you would beat me, kick me out, and despise me after hearing it... But at this moment, I suddenly understood that if this question is not clear, even if it turns into ashes, I will follow along with you." The wind blows up the beams of the quiet room."

Wei Wuxian took a deep breath, summoned up his courage and said:

"Lan Zhan, do you have a girl you like—"

Hearing this, Lan Wangji felt like falling into an ice cave, and almost immediately wanted to push him away, almost missing the second half of the sentence.

"—If not, why don't you... think about me first?"

For a moment, Lan Wangji's mind was blank and his breathing was stagnant, and this had nothing to do with Wei Ying's tight wrap around his neck.

Feeling Lan Wangji's struggle, Wei Wuxian felt a little cold, and thought that he might not even be able to be friends this time, so before Lan Zhan's attack, he continued with a straight face:

"I know that your old Lan's family is pure-hearted and strict with rules. There are some things that you probably don't even think about, but there are all kinds of wonders in this world, and there are men who like men. I used to think it was absurd, but now I understand it. If you I really like someone, whether he is beautiful or ugly, old or young, male or female, it doesn’t really matter. I like you, love you, and want to be with you. One day is a blessing, A year is a year of luck.

"If you have something to belong to, or if you are not interested in this, just shake your head, I will move out tomorrow, and I will go down the mountain as soon as Mr. Zewu finds the solution, and I will not disturb your cultivation; if not, can you... Can you take a look at me first, I can do a lot of things, if you don’t, you can learn it right away, if you take a look at me, you might find... I’m not that annoying?”

His heart was pounding, but he didn't dare to look up.

After waiting for a long time, Lan Zhan said in a hoarse voice, "You... just said... is it true?"

"The conscience of heaven and earth!" Wei Wuxian sat up straight, afraid that he would not believe him, and hurriedly continued: "Although I am always outspoken and heartless, I will never make fun of such things! See today It wasn't until you were hurt by that monster that I suddenly realized that there is really such a person in the world who makes you feel that even if you die, you want him to be well. If what I just said is half a lie, Wei Ying is willing to accept it. Ghosts will never—”

"No!" Lan Zhan hugged him regardless of the pain, and sealed his lips, "...I believe, believe every word. Don't say this again!"

A warm tear fell into the nape of his shirt.Wei Wuxian was both shocked and confused.

"You..." He hesitated to speak, but he didn't know what to confirm, "Be careful, your injury is still..."

He could feel Lan Zhan shaking his head and trembling, as if he was laughing or crying.Two diametrically opposite emotions appear in one person at the same time, chaotic but also clear.

"The person belonging to Zhanxin was once lost on the mass grave, and now I have found this person who also falls in love with me. I am very fortunate."

Surprised, Wei Wuxian let him hold him, the numb feeling spread from his brain to his whole body, and it took him a while to regain his strength, and chuckled softly:

"I used to listen to people's stories, and I only thought that the people in the play were blind and deaf. Everyone could see that they were happy with each other. They had to wait until life and death before they were willing to reveal it. I didn't expect that I was talking about others, and I was the same. If it hadn't been for this encounter, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to see it clearly in two lifetimes."

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"Hanguang Lord" and "Yiling Patriarch" reconciled as before.No one announced anything, but within a day, the entire Yunshen knew the news.

How do you know?The two used to eat and sleep together, but now they are in pairs, like glue, inseparable.

At first, Lan Jingyi felt that he was a first-class hero, but soon, he regretted it a little - because "Hanguang Lord" and "Yiling Patriarch" were tired of hanging around in front of them all day, it was really a little Hot eyes.

He wondered if he had done something wrong, so he told Lan Sizhui about it.Unexpectedly, SiZhui's reaction was intense, far beyond his imagination.

"You, you, you went to persuade 'Senior Wei'?"

"Of course," Lan Jingyi said sternly, "I can't persuade Lord Hanguang."

A mouthful of blood blocked his throat, and Lan Sizhui almost fainted.

"What? You also think I did something wrong?" Jing Yi rubbed her chin, feeling a little worried.

"No, no, no."

"Then why are you stuttering?"

"Is—is there?"

"What do you say?"

After thinking about it, Lan Sizhui could only squeeze out one sentence: "Without him, I just... think... you are too powerful."