"Nian'er, how did you recognize Dad at a glance that day?"
People who were unknown to Yun Shen never mentioned the past in front of Wei Wuxian, but he was careful, but he still faintly came to the conclusion that when Nian'er was born, he was taken away by his master and mother-in-law due to serious illness. It stands to reason that Nian'er had never seen his father. How could he recognize him at a glance that day at Dafan Mountain? And he called his father when he opened his mouth?
"I'm in Cold Lake..."
Nian'er suddenly stopped, remembering what her father had told her, her big eyes turned, and she had a flash of inspiration
"I have seen my father's portrait, my father paints you every day, I have long remembered your appearance by heart"
Lan Nian's weird elf, Wei Wuxian is even better than him, he doesn't believe in bull*
"Lying is not a good boy? Nian'er doesn't lie, right?"
"Daddy, Nian'er didn't lie, if you don't believe me, you wait"
Lan Nian crawled down the couch, ran barefoot to the bookshelf, tiptoed up to pick up a large stack of picture scrolls from the bookshelf, turned around and ran back, all stuffed into Wei Wuxian's arms
"Daddy, look, these are all drawn by my father, Nian'er didn't lie"
Wei Wuxian stroked Lan Nian's fluffy head, picked up a picture scroll and opened it to take a look
The boy in the painting was dressed in white, his eyebrows were picturesque, his big eyes were flowing, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised. It was exactly the same as his current self. This should be his teenage self, but what was different from him was the pattern on the white cloak he was wearing... It seemed that he had never seen it before, but he was inexplicably familiar, like... a lotus flower
Wei Wuxian rolled up the painting, secretly praising the ice cube's face as a very good painter, and at the same time, he felt a faint pain in his heart. In the years when he was not there, he must have been very miserable.
In this painting, he was dressed in black, with red hair bands fluttering in the wind, his face faded from immature, and his eyes were more tender. The ice cube face must have loved himself, and every detail was handled so well. When he picked up a picture, Wei Wuxian's pupils suddenly tightened, and his breathing became rapid, red clothes... red clothes... Wei Wuxian in red clothes? The person he dreamed of, the person in the painting was more and more mature and charming, but with a morbid state. Wei Wuxian took a few deep breaths and opened all the remaining scrolls, lying down, sitting, nestled in the arms of the ice cube face, sitting on the magnolia tree outside the window of the library, covered with snowflakes in the snow... All of them were wearing red clothes... Wei Wuxian suddenly felt a little out of breath, and the sentence kept popping up in his mind
I am you.
- - Give me back Lan Zhan and Nian'er, okay?
"Daddy, what's the matter with you? Don't scare me"
Lan Nian's small mouth flattened, and big tears rolled down
Did you do something wrong again?
"Bang bang"
The door of the quiet room was opened, and as soon as Lan Wangji stepped into the quiet room, he saw Lan Nian, who was crying into tears, and Wei Wuxian, who covered his chest and was stunned in a pile of pictures
"Xian Xian, Nian'er... what's the matter?"
He only went to the kitchen for a while, why did...
"Father... wow"
Lan Wangji's eyes fell on the picture scroll in Wei Wuxian's arms, and his heart was faintly uneasy
"Envy?"
"Ice cube face..."
Wei Wuxian came back to his senses and threw himself into Lan Wangji's arms, his body trembling slightly
"Don't be afraid, tell me, what's wrong?"
"Red Clothes... Red Clothes... Red Clothes Envy... Give it back to him... Give it back..."
He said incoherently, and before he finished speaking, he fainted in Lan Wangji's arms
"Nian'er!"
Lan Wangji hugged the person in his arms tightly, suddenly raising the volume and looking at Lan Nian
"Father... Father asked me how I recognized him that day at Dafan Mountain. Nian'er remembered what his father explained, and he didn't dare to mention what happened in the Cold Pond Cave, so he found these paintings to show him... Nian'er doesn't know... I really don't know... woohoo"
Lan Wangji pinched his temples and pulled Lan Nian over into his arms
What did he think of in envy? Why did he suddenly mention the matter of Great Fan Mountain? Why are you so excited to see yourself in red? Why is it?
The Hantan Cave enchantment should be strengthened...