Wei Wuxian looked at the two heads buried on the table, one big and one small, and rubbed the swollen temples
"Second brother... Second brother, after so many years, you still have a cup to pour, and Nian'er, that is so typical of you, and that is so typical of the children of the Gusu Lan family, even the amount of alcohol is completely inherited from you"
Wei Wuxian muttered for a while, got up, found honey, turned it into water, fed the two of them, put them on the couch and lay down, sat on the couch and looked at the two similar faces for a while
"Go to sleep, what's your birthday, you're exhausted"
He bowed his head and dropped a * on each of their foreheads. He was half lying on the edge of the couch, took Lan Wangji's hand and began to convey spiritual power
"Heh~ Are you obedient now? How can you honestly be at my mercy if you don't let your father and son drink some wine?"
Wei Wuxian chuckled. With the massive loss of spiritual power, his face turned pale again
After a while, he saw Lan Wangji's face gradually turning rosy. He withdrew his hand, put his hand into the quilt and covered it, got up, walked staggering to the table, and began to clean up the mess on the table...
After tidying up everything, he was obviously very tired, but he didn't feel sleepy at all. Looking at the two people on the couch, Wei Wuxian picked up a jar of Son of Heaven and walked out with a smile
The snow outside was huge. Wei Wuxian leaned against the porch, stared at the fluttering snowflakes in a daze, and took a sip of wine from time to time
"It would be great if we could share the white head"
He stretched out his hand to catch the falling snowflakes, and suddenly remembered a sentence in his heart:
- - If he was in the snow in the same day, he would be considered a white head in this life
The back was warm, the fluffy cloak was placed on the shoulders, and the faint sandalwood smell hit. Wei Wuxian was tightly held by the hand that picked up the snowflake
"Envy..."
Lan Wangji pouted, his light glazed eyes were still a little chaotic, and at a glance, he knew that the wine had not woken up
"Why are you up?"
Seeing this kind of Lan Yuji, Wei Wuxian was a little distressed and a little funny. He took off the cloak on his body and put it on him, and then got into his arms
"Looking for Xian Xian... Xian Xian is gone"
At this moment, Lan Wangji is like a three-year-old child, his voice is full of grievances
"I'm... Lan Zhan, I'm here, you and Nian'er are here, I won't leave"
Wei Wuxian said in a choked voice, and his hand around Lan Wangji tightened a little more
"No... he's gone, he's gone to save Nian'er... He hasn't come to take a look at Nian'er, he still has a lot of words he hasn't had time to say... He's gone, I carried Xiao Nian'er along The way he walked, to the places he went... but I couldn't find him..."
Lan Wangji pushed Wei Wuxian away, and staggered into the swirling snowflakes
"Lan Zhan..."
Wei Wuxian hurriedly followed him out
Is he thinking of the scene where Nian'er was born again?
"I waited and waited, he finally came back, I wanted to pamper him and protect him, but... blame me, I still couldn't protect him, let him take the heart for two whole months again for Nian'er blood..."
Lan Wangji was like a different person, he was always taciturn and kept talking
Wei Wuxian had already burst into tears. Lan Wuji's drunken words had exhausted the sadness and pain of these years, making his heart hurt
"He feeds me with his blood... his wrists are full of dense wounds... he feeds me spiritual power, he really works hard"
Lan Wangji suddenly turned around and pulled Wei Wuxian into his arms
"He's worked so hard..."
The snow seemed to be full of strength, and it was getting bigger and bigger. The heads and bodies of the two were already covered with thick snowflakes
Lan Wangji stood in the snow with Wei Wuxian in his arms and whispered in his ear
At the end, Wei Wuxian couldn't even tell whether he was drunk or whether he was already awake
"Xian Xian, you see, we turned white together"
Lan Wangji gently removed the snowflakes from Wei Wuxian's body, but left the white on the top of his hair alone
"Well, we turned white together"
"Envy..."
Lan Wangji picked up Wei Wuxian's face and lowered his head to cover it
"Envy..."
"My envy..."
