"Woke up?"
As soon as the time arrived, Lan Wangji woke up on time, opened his eyes, and met a pair of big eyes with shimmering waves
"Well, why did you wake up? Is it" "naughty again"
Lan Wangji took the man over, and his ear reached his abdomen
"What?"
Wei Wuxian lowered his eyes and smiled, and gently pushed Lan Wangji
"Are you hungry? I'll make you something to eat?
He must have woken up hungry when he woke up so early, right?
Since the magic doctor gave Wei Wuxian that unknown medicine that night, his vomiting symptoms have eased a lot, and his appetite has gotten better recently
"You forgot, on New Year's Eve today, leave those to the kitchen to do, can you accompany me?"
"But what they make... you can't stand it"
Lan Wangji hesitated
Wei Wuxian's food has always been made by himself, and he is worried about handing it over to others
"I'm not such a picky eater, you're not used to it, get up, today -- I'll tie your hair"
"I'll do it myself, just lie down, it's cold outside"
Lan Wangji scratched the tip of Wei Wuxian's nose, got up, and pulled the quilt to cover Wei Wuxian
"But I've never tied your hair for you..."
He is afraid that he will never have a chance again
Looking at his lost expression, Lan Wangji's heart tightened
"Okay, I'll change your clothes first"
Lan Wangji took out a set of big red robes from the closet
It was still embroidered with cirrus dark cloud patterns, but it was a style Wei Wuxian had never seen before. He still didn't understand why Lan Wangji was always so persistent in making various styles of red clothes for himself
"Did you make me a red dress again?"
"Wear red for Chinese New Year festive"
Lan Wangji bowed his head and tied the belt for Wei Wuxian
"What? Can't tie it? Am I gaining weight again?"
"No, it's better to be fat, you're too thin"
Lan Wangji straightened up, stood behind Wei Wuxian, and wrapped around his waist
"Do you like it?"
In the bronze mirror, Wei Wuxian, who was dressed in red, was beautiful. Under the reflection of the red clothes, his complexion became more and more white. His big eyes were like water-cut autumn pupils, which were smart and pressing, and his lips were full of water...
"Lan Zhan, you said I'm not fat, see for yourself, it's ugly"
Wei Wuxian held Lan Wuji's hand and placed it lightly on his abdomen, his mouth beeping slightly, becoming more and more agile and attractive
"Wei Ying..."
Lan Wangji's Adam's apple rolled, his voice hoarse and trembling
"Blue... uh"
"Wei Ying... don't leave... please don't leave..."
Lan Wangji sucked the soft petals frantically, and tears rolled down
Wei Wuxian's body trembled violently, and he stretched out his hand to wrap around the trembling person, turning defense into attack...
...
Lan Wangji's clothes were very simple, except for white, it was light blue. Wei Wuxian rummaged through the cabinet for a long time and found a set of bright red wide-sleeved robes, which seemed to have been prepared during their wedding. After the cliff fell, it was already stained with blood, and I don't know where it was thrown. This set is placed at the bottom of the press box
"You have to wear red with me too"
After Wei Wuxian finished speaking, he started to scrape the white robe on the plane
"Okay."
"Lan Zhan, your hair..."
Wei Wuxian's voice choked up
He was only twenty-seven years old, and most of his hair had turned white. This was all because of himself...
"Don't cry, you have to stay like this, and I will punish you in the future, don't tie my hair"
Lan Wangji saw the rabbit's big eyes full of tears in the bronze mirror, and her heart hurt
"Lan Zhan, I want to wipe my forehead too"
After tying up her hair and wearing her forehead for Lan Wangji, Wei Wuxian suddenly said
"Huh? Would you really like to wear it?"
The purpose of the forehead is to "regulate the self" and always remind the people of the Lan family in Gusu to be square and upright. Lan Wangji hopes that Wei Wuxian will be casual and does not want to restrain him, so even if he goes to the Lan family tree, he never asks him to wear the forehead
"Mmm."
Lan Wangji turned around, took out a wipe from the cabinet, and gently tied it between Wei Wuxian's forehead
"I've already prepared it for you"
Wei Wuxian stroked the forehead between his foreheads, which was exactly the same as Lan Wuji's, except that the cloud patterns were slightly smaller, and his face was small, so it had a different charm when worn on his forehead. How intentional is Lan Wuji, this little detail is also handled by him meticulously
"Does it look good?"
"Hmm, nice"
"In the future, leave it to Nian'er, okay?"
"Okay."
