Kneel down

Wei Wuxian and Lan Wangji finished their meal chatting, and it was rare that Lan Wangji didn't persevere in teaching Wei Wuxian to "never talk when eating, and never talk when sleeping", and he was able to share a few words with Wei Wuxian during the meal.

After Wei Wuxian finished his meal, he began to feel drowsy again.Lying on the side of the bed squinting to watch Lan Wangji tidy up the dishes, the satisfaction of eating and drinking made Wei Wuxian feel so comfortable that he didn't want to move.

"Are you going to sleep?" Lan Wangji reached out and hugged Wei Wuxian in the middle of the bed, and then tucked him in the blanket.

"No~" Wei Wuxian grabbed Lan Wangji's sleeve, looked at Lan Wangji eagerly, "You sleep with me~"

"I'll wash the dishes and take a shower first, you sleep first and I'll be back in a while." Lan Wangji leaned down and kissed Wei Wuxian's forehead lightly, and went to the kitchen with the bowls and chopsticks.

Wei Wuxian, who didn't get what he wanted, had no choice but to hold on to his drowsiness and wait for Lan Wangji to finish cleaning up.The clinking of bowls and chopsticks from the kitchen seemed to be the final lullaby, and Wei Wuxian's consciousness began to blur.Wei Wuxian, who stubbornly fought against the Sandman, kept forcing himself to think about various things, and then his consciousness suddenly touched a tiny detail, and through this detail, he thought of another thing.Wei Wuxian's breathing was slightly stagnant, and there was a stabbing pain in his chest, and now Wei Wuxian was completely awake.

"Are you still asleep?" Lan Wangji walked to the bed and sat down while wiping his hair, Wei Wuxian's senses were filled with the fresh smell after bathing.

Wei Wuxian moved his body and hugged Lan Wangji from behind, and said in a muffled voice, "Lan Zhan, the bullet you're wearing, isn't it..."

Lan Wangji stopped wiping his hair, put the towel aside, and held Wei Wuxian's hand on his waist.

"Yes."

"Then why do you keep it?"

Lan Wangji broke away Wei Wuxian's hand, and lay down next to him.

"To remind myself."

"Remind me what?" Wei WuXian put his head on Lan WangJi's chest, and next to his ears was the sound of Lan WangJi's steady and powerful heartbeat, inexplicably reassuring.

"Remind myself, I can't let you get hurt again." Lan Wangji stared at the ceiling in a daze, but subconsciously patted Wei Wuxian's back lightly, as if coaxing a child.

"But that's not your fault." He rubbed against Lan Wangji's chest, then turned over and let his whole body lie on Lan Wangji's body.Lan Wangji also cooperated to support Wei Wuxian's buttocks with his hands to prevent him from falling off his body.

"Then how worried you were at that time! If it were me and you were the one who got hurt, then I must be so distressed."

"Yes, my heart hurts to death." Lan Wangji slid his hand restlessly from the hem of Wei Wuxian's clothes, his fingers gently rubbing Wei Wuxian's smooth back.

"Fortunately, there's nothing serious, it's just lying down for a few days. Hey! What are you doing! Your hand!" Originally, Lan Wangji's hand was only moving on Wei Wuxian's back, so he pretended to be wide-eyed. I closed one eye and closed the other, but after touching my back, I got into my pants along the spine.Now Wei Wuxian couldn't get on his stomach anymore, he propped himself up with one hand, and pulled Lan Wangji's "evil claw" with the other hand.

"Lie down." However, Lan Wangji didn't mean to admit his mistake at all, instead he grabbed Wei Wuxian's hand and rolled over to pin him down.

"You... um..." Wei Wuxian opened his mouth to argue, but was stopped before he could speak.There was another ambiguous intertwining of lips and teeth.After parting his lips, Lan Wangji still didn't intend to stop, biting along his neck while unbuttoning Wei Wuxian's shirt.

Adam's apple, collarbone... all the way down, extremely gentle, extremely pious.Finally, it stopped on the wound on Wei Wuxian's chest, and the tip of his tongue slowly slid over the scar that had scabbed away for many years.

Wei Wuxian was already obsessed with Lan Wangji's kiss, but his pause successfully brought Wei Wuxian back to his thoughts.

"Lan Zhan..." Wei Wuxian rubbed Lan Wangji's head, "It doesn't hurt anymore."