When Lan Wangji came in with the soup, Wei Wuxian fell asleep. He put down the soup bowl in his hand, sat on the couch, and looked at the people on the couch. His face was still pale, and he fell asleep, with his forehead still sweating incessantly
He won't faint for no reason
Lan Wangji's eyes fell on his wrist. It has been a few months, and this wrist seems to have become a taboo for him. He is not allowed to see it, let alone touch it. Every time he asks, he always says that the scar is too ugly, so he wraps the cloth to cover it up
"Lan Zhan, what are you doing?"
As soon as Lan Wangji's hand touched his wrist, he suddenly opened his eyes abruptly and quickly protected his wrist
"Envy, have you been feeding me blood during this time?"
Every day when he woke up, his mouth was always sweet, as if he had eaten candy before going to bed, but now that he thought about it carefully, there seemed to be a sweet smell in that sweetness, it was the taste of blood...
"No... no"
Wei Wuxian's face turned a little white again, and his hand caressed his wrist unconsciously
"I said, you are my life, you hurt yourself again and again, where did you put me, if you have to rely on your blood to survive, it is better..."
"Lan Zhan, please don't say that word, don't say..."
Wei Wuxian interrupted Lan Yueji and threw himself into his arms
"Lan Zhan, believe me, I have always taken medicine to replenish blood, I know that I am your life, but you are not my life, the inner core of the only Xuanice jade lion in the world is already in my body, I can no longer Hunt a jade lion for you, only with my blood can I slowly repair your broken internal organs, we said we will not give up..."
"This is the end of the blood collection, and I will not mention it again in the future"
After Lan Wangji finished speaking righteously, he stopped talking. He picked up the chicken soup, blew it cold, and silently fed it to Wei Wuxian
"You eat..."
Wei Wuxian said cautiously
Lan Wangji didn't speak. After feeding the soup, he took his hand and began to untie the tape
"Lan Zhan..."
"Don't move."
Seeing that Wei Wuxian's wrist was densely packed with wounds that did not heal at all, a tear slipped from the corner of Lan Wuji's eye and dripped straight on the wound on his wrist
"I'm not in pain..."
"I said don't move"
The hand Wei Wuxian wanted to retract was tightly held by Lan Wangji
He rarely shouted at him, but this time he yelled at him out of control
Taking out the medicine from the Qiankun bag, Lan Wangji lowered his eyes to the curtain, blowing the wound and gently smearing the ointment on the wound
...
Three days later, Lan Wangji put a few ingots of silver on the cabinet by the couch and led Wei Wuxian out of the farmhouse
Originally, I wanted to say goodbye to the old man in person, but the others were not there, so the two could only give up
"Lan Zhan, speak up"
Wei Wuxian rode on the back of a donkey and chattered endlessly
After three days, Lan Wangji took care of himself in every possible way, but he didn't say a word. Wei Wuxian knew that he must still be angry with him
"Lan Zhan, look at me"
"Oops... are you talking well? You don't say a word like this, be careful you're suffocating"
"Lan Zhan, it's so boring, you can talk to me"
"Second brother Lan? Second brother? Han Guangjun, the pavilion master..."
"Blue Forgot Machine!!!"
He tried his best, but Lan Wangji was still silent
Wei Wuxian was not discouraged, he touched the tip of his nose, and his heart came up with a plan
"Ouch... my stomach hurts"
Just do it, he fell off the donkey's back with his stomach covered
"Envy!!!"
Lan Wangji, who had been secretly observing Wei Wuxian, suddenly tightened his pupils and rushed over to take him in his arms
"Xian Xian, is there any injury? Why does my stomach hurt? Did you eat the wrong thing? It's all my fault, I didn't take good care of you"
Lan Wangji frowned, and a sense of guilt arose spontaneously
"I'm so angry with you"
Seeing the success of his trick, Wei Wuxian turned over and jumped to the ground from Lan Yueji's arms, ignored Lan Yueji, and walked forward on his own
Make you ignore me
So you wouldn't talk to me.
-- Now I don't care about you, hum
"I'm wrong"
Lan Wangji caught up and took the person into his arms
"Let go"
"Don't let it go"
"Aren't you angry? Keep angry, ignore me"
"Don't be angry, don't ignore me"
How dare he be angry with him, these days, he has been angry with himself
"Does your stomach still hurt? I'll give you a rub"
"It hurts, it hurts"
