"Lan Zhan, is it sweet?"
Wei Wuxian peeled a lotus seed and fed it to Lan Wangji. With a pair of big peach blossom eyes, he looked at Lan Wangji earnestly
"Sweet, very sweet"
He reached out and touched the head of the person in front of him, and put his cloak on him again
Eyes showing strong reluctance
In the past half month, Wei Wuxian's body has recovered well, which means that he can't stay in Lianhuawu any longer
"Lan Zhan, why don't we go"
Wei Wuxian lowered his head, peeled the lotus seed in his hand and said lightly
He doesn't want Lan Qiren's approval, he doesn't want the so-called name, he doesn't want anything, he just wants his Lan Zhan
Lan Wangji raised his head in confusion, looking at the pale and thin person in front of him, and his heart ached
He used to think so too, take him away, away from the hustle and bustle of the world
But Yu Ziyuan's words reminded him that his Wei Ying was not a shameful person. He was the fourth son of an aristocratic family, and he was also a treasure in the hands of everyone in Lianhuawu. He should enjoy all the beauty of this time. He shouldn't follow himself without a name
Lan Wangji shook his head, held his hand, and said word by word
"Trust me."
"Well, I'll wait for you, I'll be waiting for you"
After the two got off the boat, Lan Wangji still picked up the person, and only when they got to Wei Wuxian's dormitory did he put the person down
Tomorrow, Lan Wangji was going back to Yunshen. Later, he brought buckets of hot water and poured them into a large wooden bucket to bathe Wei Wuxian. After holding the person into the screen, he was still guarding outside the screen as usual
Wei Wuxian sat in the tub, always feeling uneasy in his heart
Lan Wangji lost all his inner strength. Now because of Wen Chao's death, the Wen family is ready to move. The way back must be dangerous
"Blue Cham."
"Wei Ying, I'm here"
The low and cold voice of Lan Wangji came from outside the screen
"I'll accompany you back, let's face it together"
Lan Wangji's body trembled. He never wanted him to accompany him, but now he can't handle the sword. Yun Shen doesn't know where to go. It's a few days away from Lotus Dock, and his body can't bear it at all
"Wei Ying, there will be disciples of Wangxian Pavilion with me, you don't have to worry"
He knew that Wei Wuxian was worried that he had no inner strength and would encounter danger
"..."
Wei Wuxian was not talking, only the sound of water came from the screen
After bathing, Wei Wuxian leaned on the bed, and Lan forgot to wipe his hair. Before, he could use spiritual power to dry him, but now he can only change towels and wipe him constantly
"Lan Zhan, let's do that"
He always feels that when Lan Wangji goes, it seems that he will never come back. He doesn't want to regret it for the rest of his life
Lan Yueji's hand paused, and then wiped it again
"Wei Ying, the gift has not been completed, I can't feel wronged by you"
The voice is hoarse
Wei Wuxian turned around and threw himself into his arms, his big eyes becoming more and more agile and charming. Just after bathing, his eyelashes also had a faint wetness, and his slightly pouting lips were pink and full
"I am not wronged"
The small mouth opened lightly, spit out four words, and smashed into the bottom of Lan Wangji's heart
"Wei Ying..."
Lan Wangji clenched his fist, his voice trembling
"Lan Zhan, give me..."
Wei Wuxian picked up his face and greeted him
"Wei Ying, don't... uh"
No matter what happens in the future, at least I have no regrets. I swore to be Wei Ying who is only you. I did it
Light joy is like a green dog, deep love is like a long wind.
What I love is separated by mountains and seas, may mountains and seas be peaceful.
I see that all beings are plants and trees, but I see that you are a green mountain.
I and the spring breeze are passers-by, you bring the autumn water to the stars and rivers.
May there be years to look back on, and share the white head with affection.
You have no intention of going through the hall, but you are alone and lead the torrent.
Sansheng is fortunate to meet you, even if it is sad and desolate, it is also love.
White Tea Qing Huan has nothing else to do, I am waiting for the wind and waiting for you.
The mountain has Mu Xiqing's intention, and the stars were just like you last night.
That is, one person is allowed to be favored, and I am willing to be generous for the rest of my life