"Hahaha, Wei Ying... Wei Ying"
Wei Wuxian suddenly laughed, seemingly laughing, but his eyes were full of tears
"Xian Xian, listen to me explain"
Lan Wangji wanted to rush over and take the shaky person into his arms, but Wei Ying, who had just jumped into his arms, fell asleep again
Xian Xian and Wei Ying to Lan Wangji, one is like a cinnabar mole, the other is like a white moonlight, Wei Ying has accompanied him for ten years, they have experienced ups and downs together, and several lives and deaths, but in the end he left him a child, died early, Xian Xian is a beam of light for him, he is like a little sun, in his five years of fruitless inquiry, almost all thoughts were lost, illuminating the life of him and Nian'er, less than a year time, he has paid too much for Nian'er for himself, but whether it is Bai Yueguang or cinnabar mole, they are obviously alone, he can't leave anyone behind No one can give up...
"Explain what? Ice cube face, do you know that in the midnight dream, what you call is always his name, I don't blame you, and I have no right to blame you, he is the one you love, he is Nian'er's father, and I - the extra person, goodbye - no, never see you again"
Wei Wuxian turned around and took one last look at the two of them. After a burst of white light, he disappeared into the Cold Pond Cave
"Envy, poof --"
Lan Wangji spurted out a mouthful of blood, and with the person in his arms, he fainted in the icy cold pool cave...
...
It was getting dark, and the snow outside was getting bigger and bigger. The white jade flute in Wei Wuxian's hand turned into a sword under the stimulation of spiritual power. He rushed towards Lingwu Peak like a crazy sword, but stopped halfway
"I can't go back. I chose to go with him at the beginning. Now that I go back like this, little uncle won't let him go."
He looked around and saw that everything was snow-white. His body was already frozen. He didn't have the extra strength to hold the sword. Not far away, there seemed to be a house. He used all his strength to move towards the house little by little...
"Who am I, who am I?"
Wei Wuxian curled up on the cold ground, clutching his chest and shivering
Ever since he woke up at Lingwu Peak, he had no memory, no past, his master and mother-in-law called him Xian, and he didn't say anything else. He lived in a daze for a year, and he knew nothing except that he was called Xian, until - He met Bingcuanface and Nian'er, Nian'er said he was his father, and Bingcuanface said he was his favorite person, but the person they said was clearly in the Cold Pool Cave, so who was he?
In his life, apart from the master-in-law, the little master-uncle, and the little Yangyang, there were only ice cubes and Nian'er, but now, he can't go back anywhere, and he doesn't dare to go anywhere...
He felt that his body was getting colder and colder, and his consciousness was slowly blurring. Was he dying?
"Envy, don't sleep"
In a trance, he seemed to hear the voice of the master and mother-in-law
"Grandmaster Granny... Take Xian Xian with you... Xian Xian hurts..."
He seemed to see the master and mother-in-law smiling kindly at him
"Go with envy..."
Raised hand, slowly hanging down
The pair of big peach blossom eyes also closed...
On New Year's Eve, the day of family reunion, every family sat around the table, roasting on fire, eating New Year's Eve dinner, children wearing new clothes jumped out and jumped in
"Whoosh bang bang"
Fireworks bloom and fall in mid-air
Everything was so beautiful, except for the man lying on the ground in the barren mountains and mountains, his body was gradually getting colder...
