"Lan Zhan, it's been almost half a month since you came to Lotus Dock, and I haven't been able to accompany you out for a walk. Let's go pick lotus pods today, okay?"
Wei Wuxian was sitting in front of the bronze mirror, while Lan Wangji was standing behind him, tying his hair
Lan Wangji in the mirror had white hair, and Wei Wuxian felt uncomfortable when he saw it
"Wait until I get back, okay?"
Looking at Wei Wuxian's pale face in the mirror, Lan Wangji just wanted to hide him, the wind couldn't blow, and the sun couldn't shine
"Lan Zhan, when I'm better, promise me, okay? Do you remember in my last life in Cold Spring? I once invited you to come to Yunmeng with me, and I took you to pick lotus pods and horns, but you rejected me, and then... until death, we didn't go back to the lotus dock together."
Wei Wuxian suddenly became sad. The regrets of his previous life, he didn't want to continue in this life. His eyes were tight and sour, and he was afraid that Lan would forget the opportunity to see it, so he lowered his head slightly
Lan Wangji combed his hair in a bun, tied a red headband, and walked around in front of him
Holding Wei Wuxian's face, he realized that his tears were like beads with a broken thread, rolling down one by one
"Sorry, my fault"
The pulp of the thumb wiped his tears lightly, and Lan Wangji's heart also hurt
He took the cloak by the side and tied it on him, and pulled the person out
"Where are you taking me?"
"Didn't you say you wanted to take me to pick lotus pods?"
Lan Wangji looked back at Wei Wuxian, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, his white hair was shining under the sunlight, and his white clothes were graceful, which made him seem noble and cold, and he was not worthy of fireworks
Wei Wuxian was stunned and forgot to answer Lan Wangji, so he was led out of Lianhuawu by Lan Wangji
"Wei Ying? Wei Ying?"
Lan Wangji called Wei Wuxian softly
"Huh?"
Wei Wuxian suddenly came back to his senses and hurriedly looked away from Lan Wang
He patted his face and muttered to himself: Wei Wuxian, Wei Wuxian, you are also the fourth son of an aristocratic family, how could you be fascinated by Lan Zhan fans?
"Wei Ying, but what's wrong?"
Lan Wangji, who was on the side, saw that Wei Ying was patting her face, and she didn't know what to say. She thought that he was uncomfortable again, so she quickly pulled down his hand, held it in her palm, and looked at him at a loss
"Ah? No... no, I'm fine, let's go, didn't you say to pick lotus pods?"
Pull people's sleeves to go
"Wei Ying, we are already by the lotus pond"
"Liantang?"
Only then did Wei Wuxian raise his head and look around. Isn't this Liantang?
It's embarrassing
"Well, what's wrong with you?"
Wei Ying, he is very wrong, Lan Xingji thought to himself
"Lan Zhan, look, the boat is there, let's go up"
Wei Wuxian quickly changed the topic, pointed at a boat not far away, and said, his eyes did not dare to fall on Lan Wangji again
"Hmm."
Lan Wangji didn't ask him either. He picked up the man and walked towards the boat
"Lan Zhan, what are you doing? put me down"
Falling into the sandalwood-scented embrace, Wei Wuxian's emotions that he had just suppressed began to agitate again
"Don't let it go"
"You..."
Wei Wuxian was speechless, unable to say a complete sentence for a long time
"You are weak and should not move around much"
Lan Wangji said it confidently
"Hmph, domineering, domineering and unreasonable, ignore you"
Seeing the person in his arms pouting and angry, saying that he ignored himself, and kept rubbing his head into his arms, the corners of Lan Wangji's mouth were almost grinning to the root of his ears
As long as Wei Wuxian could raise his head and take a look, he would not say every day that he was an iceberg face and a little old-fashioned
"Only to you"
After getting on the boat, Lan Wangji put Wei Wuxian down gently, raised his hand and pulled off the forehead of Wei Wuxian, pulled Wei Wuxian's hand, wrapped the forehead around his wrist, and tied a beautiful bow. He kept flipping and looking
"Hmm, nice"
Don't forget to brag after reading it
"Wei Ying, do you like it?"
From the moment Lan Wangji started removing his forehead, Wei Wuxian felt that his heartbeat missed a beat, his face started to get hot, and he couldn't help but answer
"Yeah, I like it."
In the last life, the picture of Lan Wangji's drunkenness appeared in front of his eyes. "The forehead is an important thing, and it cannot be touched by non-parents, wives and children."
Tears wet my eyes instantly