Wei Wuxian had a very long dream. In the dream, a man dressed in red slept on the ice bed, his eyes closed, his whole body was covered with thin ice, and his long eyelashes were also covered. He slowly approached the ice bed, but unexpectedly the man opened his eyes abruptly...
"Who are you?"
Wei Wuxian sat on the ground in fright
"I am you"
The man straightened up, and the broken ice on his body fell to the ground
Wei Wuxian saw the face that was exactly like his own
"No... no... you're not me, don't come here"
He put his hands in front of his eyes and moved back a little bit, unable to use any energy on his body
"Can you give me back Lan Zhan and Nian'er?"
The man continued to approach, his whole body was covered in wounds, his chest, abdomen, the corners of his mouth... bleeding everywhere, every step he took, leaving a bloody footprint under his feet...
"Don't come, please don't come..."
...
"Envy, Envy, wake up, wake up"
A steady stream of spiritual power crossed into Wei Wuxian's body, but he still closed his eyes tightly, curled up into a ball, and kept shouting: Don't come here, don't come here
Lan Wangji finally knew what Baoshan Sanren meant when he was dying
Don't let him get hurt
For half a month, he has been so groggy, and he has fallen into some kind of nightmare against Buddha. He even almost stopped breathing due to suffocation several times
"Daddy, wake up, can you hug me... woohoo... Daddy"
Lan Nian, who had taken Wei Wuxian's heart blood for two months, was completely healed, but he was no longer willing to take a step out of the quiet room. He stayed by Wei Wuxian's couch every day, crying like a little tearful man
"Envy..."
Maybe he heard Lan Nian's cry, or maybe Lan Wuji's spiritual power came into play. Wei Wuxian's fingertips trembled lightly, and his long eyelashes kept shaking. After a long time, he finally opened his eyes
"Envy!"
"Daddy!"
The father and son cried with joy, wishing they could rush up and hold him in their arms
"Ice cube face... Nian'er"
Wei Wuxian raised his hand to touch the two crying people with tears on their faces, but because of his weakness, his hand fell back on the couch
That dream was too real. The person who looked exactly like him said that he wanted to return Lan Zhan and Nian'er to him. Could it be that he was the one who put Lan Zhan on the top of his heart, and he was Nian'er's father? Then - who is he?
"Xian Xian, I'm... I'm here, don't leave, don't ignore me, okay?"
Lan Wangji held Wei Wuxian's hand and kept kissing him on his lips. He was not good at words, because Wei Wuxian woke up and was even more excited and incoherent
"Don't leave, I'll never ignore you again"
Wei Wuxian's lips lifted a smile, but large drops of tears slid through the corners of his eyes. It was just a dream, Lan Zhan belonged to him, and Nian'er belonged to him, otherwise, how could the blood in his heart cure Nian'er? It's just a dream, he will never leave them again
...
"I'm fine, don't be nervous anymore, okay?"
It has been a few days since he woke up, but Lan Wangji guards himself every day, not allowed to stay, not allowed to hug, not allowed to this... not allowed that... even turning over, Lan Wangji has to help
"How could it be okay, look at your wound, it's all festering, one knife a day, for two months, sixty days, sixty knives, envy, do you know that you almost killed me"
For the first time, Lan Wangji hated himself for being a wood. He was the person next to him. He hurt himself so much, but he didn't notice it. As soon as he saw the layers of knife wounds on his chest, he was so painful that he could hardly breathe
The smell of sandalwood in the quiet room was getting stronger and stronger. When he was always making excuses not to let him touch him, he should have noticed...
"Ice cube face, you really talk a lot, didn't I think you were annoying before?"
Knowing that he was blaming himself again, Wei Wuxian pretended to joke and said
In fact, how could he find him annoying? He wishes he could say more and say something nice to coax himself, so that the wound would not hurt so much
"..."
Lan Wangji suddenly shut up
Envy says that he is annoying, then he is not annoying him
"Pfft"
Wei Wuxian covered his mouth and snickered
"Ice cube face, can you hug me? You haven't hugged me in a long time"
Afraid of accidentally touching his wound, Lan Wangji hasn't hugged him for a long time. He misses that sandalwood-lingering embrace
"Okay."
Lan Wangji carefully passed one hand through his neck, and the other pulled away his knee bend, picked him up, and sat on his lap
"Is this okay? Is there any discomfort?"
"Ice cube face, I can't leave you more and more, what should I do?"
"Then don't leave. From now on, I will hold you like this, wherever... I will hold you..."