"Master Granny, don't go... don't leave Envy"
Wei Wuxian has been a hot topic for two days
At this moment, he was as pale as a piece of white paper on the couch, his body bowed into a ball, trembling
"Cold... so cold..."
There were very few people in his memory, and Huoshan occupied more than half of it: she stroked his hair lightly and called him envy, she ferried the little spiritual power left into his body little by little, she protected him in the rain and thunder... Everything is vivid in my mind, but she left, emptied Wei Wuxian's body, and almost killed him half...
"Envy, don't be afraid"
A faint smell of sandalwood hit, he fell into a warm embrace, and the man whispered his admiration
Wei Wuxian rubbed against his arms, it was very warm, which gave him inexplicable peace of mind
Lan Wangji held his soft and boneless hand and delivered spiritual power over and over again. The cold and biting body of the person in his arms slowly became warm, and his face became ruddy
The rapid breathing finally calmed down, he leaned against Lan Wangji's arms, his whole body was as wet as if he had just been fished out of the water, and the broken hair on his forehead was wet with cold sweat, sticking to his fair face
Lan Wangji reached out and probed his forehead, finally stepped back, his brows stretched out slightly
"Nian'er, look good on Daddy, I'll go get hot water"
Little Lan Nian has been standing by, just like when his father was sick
His father always carried him alone, never fake his hands with people, and neither did his grandfather and uncle. In front of outsiders, he was a respected cold-faced immortal, but when he returned to the quiet room, in the dead of night, he always heard his sleep. The father whispered over and over again: Wei Ying... Wei Ying... Wei Ying
There were many times when my father was like my father now, lying on the couch unconscious, holding a small bell in his hand, and calling the same name in his mouth
After waking up, he didn't mention it, nor did Lan Nian ask, and then continued to accompany him to the next place. When he asked Ling, he sat quietly beside him and waited for him...
In recent years, my father has had a very hard time, which is summed up by Xiao Lan Nian
...
When Wei Wuxian woke up, he habitually touched his side, and his fingertips only touched a cold sheet. He opened his eyes abruptly, and the air beside him was empty. Everything, anti-Buddha was just a dream. With his eyes down, his hands kept twisting the corners of his clothes, no, this was not his own clothes, he had been on a hot topic for a few days, his body was clean and comfortable, and there was a faint smell of sandalwood, not a dream...
"Envy, are you awake?"
Lan Wangji came in with the tray and the light behind his back. His tall and slender figure showed a warm yellow. Wei Wuxian couldn't see his face clearly, but after hearing the sound of'Envy ', he bent his brows with a smile
"What is this?"
Wei Wuxian pointed to the thing in the small bowl and asked Lan Wangji
After waking up, he didn't mention the master-in-law, but Lan Wangji knew that he still felt bad, but although he changed his body, although he had no memory, and although he was mentally impaired, he was still as stubborn as before, hiding everything in his heart...
"Lotus Root Pork Soup"
Wei Wuxian paused at his fingertips. He had never seen or eaten what was in this bowl, but he seemed to know what it tasted like
"Ice cube face, what did I call you before"
He opened his mouth and took the lotus root fed by Lan Wangji. It was soft, glutinous, and had a sweet taste
Lan Wangji's hand trembled, and the soup almost spilled
He hesitated for a long time, struggling to speak
"You used to call me ice cube face"
The two words Lan Zhan were held back in his stomach