These days, Wei Wuxian has to read medical books day and night. When his body can't stand it, he takes pills to hold on. Lan Wangji feels distressed for him, but he can't persuade him. His body is not getting better every day, and the time of coma is longer than that of waking up. Every day, he relies on Lan Simu and others to deliver spiritual power for him to delay the symptoms of backlash
No one knows when the next backlash will come? Maybe the next second he suddenly can't hear or can't move anymore
Lan Xichen, Lan Qiren and Jiang Fengmian also rushed to the Forgetful Pavilion with their family. Everyone was doing their best to come up with a surefire solution. They all knew that as long as Wei Wuxian and Lan Wangji had an accident, they would lose their loved ones at the same time
In the secret room, Lan Wangji woke up faintly. This is the only time Lan Simu has been delivering spiritual power to him these days, and the only time he has seen him wake up
"Simu, is that you?"
His voice was very weak, but he still insisted on speaking
"It's me."
Lan Simu's voice choked up, and his eyes were already full of tears, but the hand that delivered spiritual power to Lan Xingji didn't stop, he was just secretly glad that he couldn't see it
"Si Mu, promise me one thing"
Lan Simu's heart skipped a beat, and he had a bad premonition. At this time, what good thing would happen if he said this to himself?
"You said--"
Even though he didn't want to, Lan Simu still asked with trembling lips
"If that day comes, kill me"
He doesn't want Wei Ying to watch him become an unconscious living dead, he doesn't want to
"Forget the machine, do you know what you're talking about? We are all working hard, and Young Master Wei, none of us have given up on you, why do you give up yourself first, do you think he can still live well like this?"
Lan Simu was very sad. That Lan Wangji, who grew up with him since childhood, was elegant and proud. Why did he look like this now?
After all, it's still a love word sad
"So, I also ask you, if I'm gone, I'll forget everything I have in Xian Pavilion, and I'll also protect him."
Lan Wangji is so lucky that he has cleared most of the obstacles for him before. This time, Xianmen Hundred Families were seriously injured and killed, so he can settle down for a while, right?
He didn't think about himself. It was precisely because of this war with Xianmen Hundred Schools that the backlash against him had intensified
Wei Ying slumped at the door of the secret room, covering his mouth and not daring to cry
Just now, Wei Wuxian, who was reading a medical book, suddenly felt uneasy. He was worried that something would happen to Lan Wang and came to find him. Unexpectedly, he heard this scene
The voice from the secret room continued to spread into Wei Wuxian's ears, but he couldn't hear anything anymore
Stumbled out, he ran out of time, Lan Zhan couldn't wait, he had to figure out a way as soon as possible
When Lan Simu sent Lan Wang back to the room, Wei Wuxian, who was sitting at the table, looked calm, as if he had never heard anything
Looking up at Lan Wangji, he smiled intriguingly, his eyebrows bent, even though Lan Wangji could not see it at all
"Lan Zhan, are you back?"
Wei Wuxian stood up to meet him
"Mmm."
Lan Wangji fumbled, stroked his face, and brushed the broken hair on his forehead behind his ears
"Wei Ying, talk to me"
He just made an excuse to let him rest for a while, otherwise his body would really not be able to take it
"Lan Zhan, rest first, I'm watching..."
"Obedient, you haven't been with me for a few days"
Lan Wangji interrupted him and said in a coquettish tone
"Okay."
Wei Wuxian helped Lan Wangji to lie down, and he also lay beside him with his clothes on
"Wei Ying, sleep a little."
Lan Wangji groped to take the person into his arms
The two talked a lot. Maybe it was because they had been tired for days, and Wei Wuxian actually fell asleep
Lan Wangji heard the steady breathing from the person in his arms, and sighed slightly. He couldn't see anything now, so he could only feel his face, bowed his head and covered it. When the petals and the petals fit together, Lan Wangji, who had lost his sense of taste for a long time, seemed to have tasted a hint of sweetness