Wei Wuxian's first year of lethargy
"Brother Xian, A Yuan is here to see you"
Lan Sizhu, who was dressed in a small cloud-patterned white robe and wore the forehead of the Lan family's direct descendant, stood in front of the ice bed, held Wei Wuxian's hand, and whispered
Lan Wangji was sitting next to the ice case, reading an ancient book in his hand
"Brother Xian, wake up, okay? Wake up and hide with me."
"Today, Ze Wujun taught me to practice swordsmanship. I told you secretly, don't say it out, Ze Wujun is so strict. If you don't practice well, you will be punished for standing upside down and copying family rules. Jingyi, don't you know, he is so miserable, he is punished by Ze Wujun every day."
"When I couldn't hold on, he told me to practice the sword well, and when you wake up, A Yuan can protect you."
Lan Sizui had been whispering in Wei Wuxian's ear, but what he didn't expect was that not only did he tell Wei Wuxian these secrets, but Lan Wangji, who was by the side, also listened to them from beginning to end
Lan Wangji shook his head, with a smile on his lips, put down the book and chased after Lan Si
"Si Zhui, that's it for today, Brother Xian is tired, it's time for him to rest"
Lan Wangji touched Lan Sizui's head, took him by the hand, and sent him out of Hantan Cave
"Brother Xian, I'll see you in a few days"
Before leaving, Lan Sizui didn't forget to turn around and say goodbye to Wei Wuxian on the ice bed
"Wei Ying, you have been in a coma for a year. A Yuan has grown much taller, and the rabbits in the back mountain have also given birth to many little rabbits. When you wake up, I will accompany you to see, okay?"
"A few days ago, senior sister brought Jin Ling to see you. This cold pool is too cold. Jin Ling is still young. I didn't let them in. He is almost three years old. He looks like senior sister, but his temper is very similar to yours. As soon as he saw me, he was clamoring for me to bring him to find his uncle. I promised him that when you wake up, we will go to Jinlintai to see him."
"Wen Qing will come to Han Tan Cave every few days to give you needles to control the toxins in your body. She still hasn't developed an antidote. You can wait in peace, okay?"
"You must be very worried about Wen Ning, don't worry, he is very good. I passed the clear heart sound to Wen Qing and asked her to play it to him from time to time. The effect is very good. Except for the black lines on his neck, he is no different from ordinary people."
"Wei Ying, I miss you so much. Although you are by my side, I still miss you so much..."
At the end, Lan Wangji was already sobbing, but he still refused to stop, still whispering in his ear
"Brother comes to see you every day. Yesterday, he brought news from the hundred schools in Xianmen, saying that they respected me as Hanguang Jun, and they also apologized to you for what happened before, but I don't want any respect, what apology, I just want you... I just want you..."
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Second year
The four major families gathered in Yunshen and did not know where to celebrate the New Year. After warmly giving Wei Wuxian a needle and repeatedly guaranteeing, Lan Wangji carried him out of Hantan Cave
"Wei Ying, today is New Year's Eve, because I remember you, Uncle Jiang's family, Nie Huaisang, and Jin Zixuan's family are all here. My Wei Ying must dress up beautifully to meet those who care about you and you care about them people"
Lan Wangji put the person in front of him, leaned on himself, and tied his hair for him. For more than two years, Wei Wuxian didn't change much except that his face was relatively pale. Lan Wangji put on a red coat for him and carried him out of the quiet room
"Wei Ying, it's snowing"
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In the banquet hall, seeing Lan Wangji appear with Wei Ying in his arms, everyone gathered around and stuffed the big and small red envelopes into Wei Wuxian's arms
"A Xian has a good New Year, recovers in the coming year, and lives a long life"
"Envy happy New Year's Eve, safe and prosperous"
"Brother Wei, happy New Year, wake up early"
"Happy New Year, uncle..."
"Brother Envy..."
"Wei Wuxian..."
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A sentence of blessing represents everyone's thoughts. Yes, he is close at hand, but it seems to be far away. Everyone can touch it and see it, but they can't enter his world
"Happy New Year, Wei Ying."
When the time came, Lan Wangji carried Wei Wuxian back to the cold pool, lowered his head and whispered softly in his ear...