- Is it raining?
The sky was slightly bright, and there was a ticking sound outside the window. Is it raining?
Wei Wuxian looked at the two people beside him
Nian'er was nestled in their arms, fast asleep, with a sweet smile on the corner of her mouth
Lan Zhan - No, in normal times, he got up early at this time, and Wei Wuxian, who was originally in his arms, hurriedly raised his head
Lan Wuji's long arms hooked the two of them tightly around his chest, but he himself frowned, his forehead was still covered with fine beads of sweat, and the pale and bloodless corners of his lips were tightly closed. Wei Wuxian looked out the window again, it was raining, Lan Zhan he... He had an old illness?
Before he could think about it, Wei Wuxian broke his hand and sat up
"Daddy?"
As soon as he moved, Lan Nian also rubbed his eyes and woke up
"Shh, Nian'er go out and read a book by herself first, let's not quarrel with my father, okay?"
Wei Wuxian put his index finger on his lips and lowered his voice
No matter how sensible Nian'er is, he is always a child. He doesn't want him to know too soon about the situation of Lan Wangji
"Father he..."
Father's face didn't look right, Lan Nian couldn't help but worry
"He... he's fine, let him sleep for a while, Nian'er go out first"
"Okay."
Afraid that if I continued to ask, my father would be angry, Lan Nian got up and put on a little white robe and walked out
...
"Lan Cham? Lan Cham?"
Wei Wuxian probed Tanlan Wangji's forehead with his forehead
- Fortunately, no fever
He took Lan Wangji's big hand, held it on his wrist, and began to send him spiritual power
"Lan Zhan... all these years, you have suffered..."
Wei Wuxian's voice choked up
A drop of tears fell from the red eyes
The person on the couch didn't react, didn't feel distressed, and wouldn't wipe him gently anymore. At this moment, he fell into a coma...
"Father... Father..."
Lan Nian hid outside the door, covering his mouth tightly, and big tears rolled down
It turned out -- my father was not well.
It turns out -- Dad has been here all these years
There was so much pain in his heart that he almost suffocated. Afraid that Wei Wuxian would find him, he hurriedly ran to the table and picked up an ancient book, but he couldn't read a word.
...
The face of the person on the couch is slowly rosy, and the brows are slowly relaxed
Wei Wuxian let out a long sigh of relief, put Lan Wuji's hand into the quilt, covered it, and lowered his head to look at his eyebrows
- Lan Zhan...
When he stood up, his eyes were a little dark, his body swayed, and he had to hold on to the wall to stand firm
- -Heh, it's like this every time, this body...
When he came out and saw Lan Nian sitting at the edge of the book case, Wei Wuxian smiled on his tired face
"Nian'er, it's raining today, so there's no need to practice swordsmanship anymore. You accompany your father, and I'll go and greet grandpa."
After being away for many years, the courtesy cannot be abolished. Presumably, my uncle also has a lot to ask himself
"Well, Daddy remember to bring an umbrella, be careful of slippery roads"
"Heh... like your father, nagging"
Wei Wuxian walked to the side of the book case, kissed Lan Nian, and walked out with an umbrella
The patter of light rain enveloped the entire cloud. I didn't know where to go. Along the way, I met many disciples. Seeing Wei Wuxian, they all bent down and saluted, and they were busy with their own business
Yes, in a few days, Yun Shen is going to hold a big wedding ceremony for Si Zhui. At that time, he will entertain hundreds of schools in Xianmen. Naturally, he is busy. I will ask my uncle later, what can I do to help?
...
"Ah Xian is here? Sit down, forget the plane?"
Lan Qiren was still sitting at the table reading and drinking tea as usual. Lan Xichen was also there. Seeing Wei Wuxian come in, the two hurriedly greeted him to sit down
"Uncle, brother, Lan Zhan, he is a little unwell and is still resting"
Taking the teacup handed over by Lan Xichen, Wei Wuxian took a sip
"Forgot about him..."
Lan Qiren asked tentatively, but he didn't know how to ask the exit, because he was afraid that he wouldn't want to hear the answer when he heard it
"It's still the same, occasionally coughing up blood, and falling into a cough. When the weather changes, the whole body seems to be in pain like being devoured by ten thousand worms, and the pain is so painful that I can't stand falling asleep. Over the years... I have been using my spiritual power to warm up, but it also has some effect."
What Wei Wuxian said is light and light, and the anti-Buddha is talking about other people's families
But Lan Qiren and Lan Xichen knew that his heart must be very painful
"Ah Xian, you have worked hard"
Apart from this sentence, they can't seem to help...
"Unfortunately, as long as he is still alive and can accompany me and Nian'er, everything is worth doing"
Wei Wuxian picked up the tea and took a sip, pressing the acidity in his throat back
"Uncle and brother, thank you so much"
"Huh? Why thank you"
"Si Chui..."
Si Zhui was from the Wen family. If he hadn't been carefully cultivated by his uncle and brother over the years, he probably wouldn't have achieved what he is today. Now, his uncle and brother also held a big wedding ceremony for him...
"What are you talking about? We are a family. For so many years, we have long regarded Si Zhui as our relatives."
...
Accompanied Lan Qiren to have a conversation, with Lan Yueji hanging in his heart, Wei Wuxian said goodbye and left
The rain seems to be heavier
Wei Wuxian wrapped his cloak tightly
-It's so cold
He looked up, but saw the familiar white figure. He was holding an umbrella, standing in the rain, looking at himself gently
"Blue Cham."
"Xian Xian, come here, I'll take you home"
