As soon as he opened the door of the quiet room, an indescribable sense of oppression swept over Wei Wuxian. Wei Wuxian's face turned pale in an instant, rubbed against Lan Wuji's arms, and his body trembled slightly
"Envy? But where is the discomfort?"
No movement of Wei Wuxian could escape Lan Wangji's eyes. At this moment, he was like a frightened bunny, which made people cherish him. The joy of playing and playing just now disappeared without a trace. Lan Wangji frowned, took his hand, and slowly transported the mellow spiritual power into his body to relieve his discomfort
"Ice cube face... uncomfortable... so uncomfortable"
Memories that didn't belong to him flashed through his mind, he couldn't catch them, his head seemed to burst
"Envy, I am here"
The sentence I'm here was inexplicably reassuring. The memories that kept hitting him disappeared in an instant. Wei Wuxian's mind was blank, his eyes turned black, and he fainted in Lan Wangji's arms
...
When he woke up, he was changed into a red lining, and the whole room was lingered with a faint smell of sandalwood
Wei Wuxian turned his head slightly, stacks of official documents were neatly stacked on the case, and Lan Wangji sat on the edge of the case, writing something
He had never taken a good look at the person in front of him. At this moment, Lan Wangji lowered his eyes to the curtain, his long eyelashes trembled from time to time, the bridge of his straight nose, his thin lips were tightly pursed, his face was like a crown jade, and his white clothes were unstained, as if an immortal had descended to earth... Is this his former lover? Wei Wuxian was in a trance
Maybe he sensed that someone was looking at him, Lan Wangji raised his head abruptly, facing Wei Wuxian's big peach blossom eyes
"Xian Xian, are you awake?"
He put down the pen in his hand, walked quickly to the couch, and raised his hand to his forehead
"But what else is wrong?"
He has been sleeping for a day and a night, and he has a fever again, and the whole person is lethargic, and he keeps whispering "Lan Zhan" in his mouth.
Lan Wangji suddenly regretted taking him back to Yunshen's unknown place. He should have rebuilt a house
"What's wrong with me?"
When Wei Wuxian woke up, he recovered as before, still remembering nothing
Lan Wangji breathed a sigh of relief, fortunately...
"It's okay, maybe I caught a cold on the way back"
Lan Wangji took the person into his arms, it's good not to remember, those good and bad are all in the past, as long as he stays by his side, Wei Ying or envy...
"Does it still hurt?"
Wei Wuxian, who was nestled in Lan Wangji's arms, touched the bite mark on his neck, and his heart suddenly hurt, and he felt guilty secretly. He was really cruel enough, and he was bleeding
He reached out and touched his fingertips lightly
Lan Wangji's body trembled violently, pulling Wei Wuxian's hand down and holding it in his palm
"No... no pain"
Damn, the wound doesn't hurt, but he's not feeling well all over, he's so hot
But the rabbit seemed to be deliberately against him, twisting its body in his arms, leaning its head to its ear to check the injury on its neck, and spraying warm breath on Lan Wangji's ear...
"Why doesn't it hurt, it's bleeding, I'll leave a scar in the future"
If he didn't know his current condition, Lan Wangji had reason to believe that he did it on purpose
It's sultry without knowing it...
"Envy... you... don't move around"
Lan Wangji's voice was hoarse, her lips were shaking
"Ice cube face, what's wrong with you, why are your ears red"
Wei Wuxian pulled out his hand from Lan Wangji's palm and gently flicked the tips of his reddened ears
Ice cube face can't be sick, do you want to ask a doctor to come and see him?
"Envy -"
Lan Wangji turned around and threw the person on the couch violently, propped the couch with both hands and circled the person in the middle, gasping for breath
"Envy... envy... envy"
He felt like his whole body was on fire
But the rabbit in front of me can't be touched
"Ice... ice cube face, what happened to you?"
Ice cube face seems to be very uncomfortable, can't he breathe?
An image flashed through his mind. Once, when he secretly went to find Little Uncle, he saw Xiao Yangyang hugging Little Uncle... Little Yangyang said that Little Uncle was hypoxic, and he was delivering oxygen to him...
Thinking of this, looking at Lan Wangji's blushing face, it must be Xiao Yangyang's lack of oxygen. Wei Wuxian wrapped around Lan Wangji's neck and pasted it on
"Envy... uh"