"Don't sleep, ice cube face, please don't sleep, okay? Talk to Xian Xian, I haven't heard your voice for a long time, do you know? I've been thinking of you in my dreams, thinking that you can hug Xian Xian..."
Wei Wuxian carried Lan Yueji on his back and moved towards the mass grave step by step
The person on his back was still spilling blood from his mouth, and Wei Wuxian's face was dripping, and the color of the black clothes was even dimmer
"Nian'er is still waiting for you, and Wei Ying, didn't you say he can't take it anymore? He's still waiting for you to go back and save him... wake up, okay? I'll give it to you, I'll give you everything, as long as you can wake up, I don't blame you anymore... I'll give you my life."
He struggled to keep himself from fainting, his pale, bloodless lips kept opening and closing, talking to the person on his back over and over again
"Home, ice cube face, we're home, you're waiting, I'll save you right away"
Wei Wuxian put the already lifeless person on the couch and fell down beside the couch, gasping for breath. He was so tired... and sleepy, but he couldn't sleep, he was going to sleep, and Ice Cube Face couldn't wake up
After a while, Wei Wuxian stood up, sat on the side of the couch, raised his hand and stroked Lan Wangji's gradually cooling face
"Ice cube face, you are so beautiful, I really want to look at you like this all my life"
"What should I do? I still love you so much that my heart hurts, and I love you so much that I don't want to die... ice cube face, in the future... we will never see each other again, okay?"
Wei Wuxian lowered his head and covered the cold and unwarm petals of the man. The blood at the corner of his lips dyed Wei Wuxian's lips red, bright red, unusually dazzling
When he looked up, his face was calm, and white light appeared all over his body, wrapping the two of them tightly in it...
...
Wei Wuxian sat at the edge of the book case, quickly wrote a paragraph on the white paper with the tip of his pen, stood up, and stuffed the note into Lan Wangji's hand
"Ice cube face, goodbye"
He secretly exerted his power and pulled his soul out of his body. Watching the red light and shadow get into the locked spirit bag prepared in advance, Wei Wuxian's lips raised a smile, like a kite with a broken string, falling to the ground
...
"Envy, don't... cough cough cough"
Lan Wangji's long eyelashes kept shaking, and his hands kept waving in mid-air, as if he wanted to grab the person who fell off the cliff in his dream, but after all, he couldn't hold anything...
"Envy!!!!"
He opened his eyes abruptly, covered his heart that was about to jump out of his chest, and took a deep breath, but the moment he turned his head, he almost passed out
His envy lay on the cold ground covered in blood, his face dead gray
"Envy!!!!"
Lan Wangji rolled over from the couch and fell to the ground, climbed over and picked up the person on the ground, the detective's breath with trembling fingertips...
No, he's not breathing at all
Lan Wangji couldn't believe it, he held his wrist again, there was no pulse, even the disappearance of his powerful spiritual power
He used his spiritual power to repair his broken heart?
Lan Wangji sat on the ground like he lost his soul, and a note came into his eyes
Ice cube face, I'm gone. Meeting you is the luckiest thing in my short life. You let me know what love is, and you let me know what despair is. I'm very happy that I grew up to be your lover. I'm also very happy that I'm still useful to you. Otherwise, with your love for him, I'm afraid you wouldn't give me a second look, right? I'll give you back to him - with my life, from now on, we will never owe each other again, and we will never meet again in life and death...
"Envy!!!"
