"Lan Zhan, what's delicious? It smells so good"
Wei Wuxian's chair was by the door frame, with his hands wrapped around his chest, looking at the busy white figure in the kitchen, and his eyes bent with a smile
The dignified second son of the Lan family, Hanguang Jun, the pavilion master of Wangxian Pavilion, and the former Xian Du Lan Wuji, were willing to accompany him in this deep mountain and old forest, wash his hands and make soup for him, which is the blessing of his life?
"Wake up? I made your favorite spicy fish today, are you hungry? Wait a while, it will be ready soon"
Lan Wangji wiped his hands, walked to Wei Wuxian's side, and pushed him out
"Hahaha, Lan Zhan, don't push me, I'll help you"
"No, after a tired day, take a break"
Wei Wuxian opened a field next to the thatched hut. When they usually don't go night hunting, they are busy in the field all day, and they still don't let Lan Wangji intervene. Now they really look like an ordinary couple, one outside the main and one inside the main
In the past few years, Lan Wangji's old illness has often occurred, and it is almost impossible to stay in the bed when it hurts. They both know each other well that such a day is probably one day less, so they cherish the days together more and more. It's not that I don't miss it, but I don't mention it in my heart...
"I'll add firewood to you"
Wei Wuxian held Lan Wangji's hand and stared at Lan Wangji with a pair of big eyes
"Okay."
"Lan Zhan, my uncle has sent a message. Next month, Si Zhui is going to get married."
Wei Wuxian put a piece of firewood into the fire and said lightly
After all, Si Chui is more than twenty
Scenes of his previous life flashed before Wei Wuxian's eyes:
Lan Wangji, who was wearing a light blue sleeve robe on the streets of Yiling, really amazed him for the rest of his life. He was hugged by Si Zhui and was helpless. Now that he thinks about it, Wei Wuxian can't help but laugh, that is, because of the joke at that time, "He was born to me", Lan Wangji remembered it for two lives, and finally after being reborn, he brought the unconscious himself and Si Zhui back to the unknown place of Yunshen, and let him enter the family tree of the Lan family...
In the blink of an eye, Si Zhui was about to get married. He was a blessing in disguise, and he had the body of a thousand-year-old spiritual jade. He still looked seventeen or eighteen years old, but his Lan Zhan was already thirty-seven years old and had no spiritual power. Although he did not age quickly, but he was seriously injured, how many years could he stay with him... Wei Wuxian secretly wiped the corners of his eyes and looked up, but found that Lan Wangji was looking at him, and there was a hint of distress in his light glazed eyes
"Well, let's go back then"
Lan Wangji squatted down and took Wei Wuxian into his arms
"Xian Xian, when we go back this time, let's take Nian'er with us, okay?"
"Okay."
"Do you think we are going back to the Forgetfulness Pavilion? Or are we going to Sixianju?"
Lan Wangji really liked the life he was living now, but Nian'er couldn't. He would be the heir of the Lan family in the future. If he wanted to take him away, he must have a good environment for him to grow up in.
"Where are you and Nian'er going? Where will I go"
Wei Wuxian leaned on Lan Wangji's shoulder and whispered
In this life... no... in the next life... in the next life, where is his Lan Zhan? He must follow all the way, and he will never let go of his hand
"Envy..."
"Oops... oops!!!"
Wei Wuxian suddenly jumped up
Lan Wangji was taken aback by him
"Envy, what is panic"
"Fish... fish"
Looking at Wei Wuxian jumping in front of the pot, Lan Wangji chuckled
"Silly envy, it's okay, if it's cooked, just redo it"
