[Wei Wuxian, who was awake, couldn't sleep no matter what, Lan Wangji, who was taking a nap, woke up when she heard his movement.
"Lan Zhan, how long has it been?" Wei Wuxian asked in a hoarse voice.
"Only half a day."
"Ah." Wei Wuxian couldn't help but start to miss the days when he quarreled with Jiang Cheng again: "It's been almost seven days, why hasn't Jiang Cheng come yet?"
After complaining, he got up from the ground, looked at Lan Wangji and said, "Lan Zhan, let's talk." He was going crazy if this continued.
Lan Wangji glanced at him faintly: "What are you talking about?"
Wei Wuxian: "I don't know either, you can start."
Lan Wangji was not a person who could chat. He was silent for a while and asked, "When do you usually rest?"
Wei Wuxian looked at Lan Wuji helplessly: "You are so boring at the beginning, and you don't want to continue talking, but I will give you a face, I will tell you, I have always been in Lotus Dock. I only slept when I was ugly, and I often stayed up all night."
Lan Wangji frowned when he said this. It seemed that Wei Wuxian was not talking about his schedule, but the recipe for chronic suicide. He said, "Bad habits have to be changed."
Wei Wuxian was not satisfied and shouted, "Do you think everyone is the same as your family?"
Lan Wangji continued: "We need to change it."
Wei Wuxian was so upset by his lecture that he covered his ears and said, "I'm running a fever, Second Brother Lan, can't you say something nice to coax me?"
It was too hard to think of a stupid blue forget, his lips moved, but he still didn't speak.
Wei Wuxian said: "Can't say it? Well, then sing and sing, you know how to do it, right?"
He just said it casually, and he didn't really intend to let Lan Wangji sing. Who knew that after half a while, a low and soft singing sound really rang in his ears.
Only then was Wei Wuxian surprised to find that Lan Wangji actually sang a song.
Wei Wuxian lay down and closed his eyes, spread out his limbs, and listened carefully. After the singing stopped for a while, Wei Wuxian asked, "What is the name of this piece?"
Lan Wangji seemed to say something in a low voice. Wei Wuxian opened his eyes again and asked, "What's your name?"]
"Second Young Master Lan, may I ask what the name of this song is?" The people below heard Lan Wangji humming the song, and felt their irritable hearts slowly calm down, but the picture was turned away from them, and they didn't see what the name of Lan Wangji's song was. They could only turn their heads to look at Lan Wangji and ask.
Lan Wangji was silent for a while and said, "I don't know, I haven't heard of it either."
He really didn't lie. He really hadn't heard of this song, but listening to it was a bit like his own style, and it must be what he did in the future.
If this was really the case, then based on his understanding of himself, his name should be called "Forgetting Wei Wuxian", which was likened to forgetting Wei Wuxian, forgetting the throbbing that shouldn't have existed, or it could be likened to forgetting Wei Wuxian, Lan Wuji and Wei Wuxian.
[When Wei Wuxian opened his eyes again, he was already lying on the bed in Yunmeng Lianhuawu, and beside him, a woman who looked very gentle was looking at him with great concern. Seeing that he was awake, she hurriedly called out: "A Xian!"
Wei Wuxian said, "Senior Sister!"
After calling him, he raised his arms and planned to get up from the bed: "Senior Sister, why did I come back? Did Uncle Jiang bring someone to save me? Where's Lan Zhan? Where's Jiang Cheng?"]