When Wei Wuxian traveled back in time

That night, under a full moon.

On the rooftops and walls of Cloud Recesses, a dark shadow was moving quickly, like a ghost.

Wei Wuxian avoided the night patrols of the Cloud Recesses and quickly came to the outside of the wall of the quiet room from the area where his students lived. He jumped lightly onto the wall, then bounced down and landed steadily in the yard. The downward force of gravity also stirred up flying dust.

Tonight, he didn't just come to flirt with Lan Wangji, he also came to carry out the mission given to him by Nie Huaisang.

At this time, there was no light coming through the window of the quiet room, and it was unknown whether the people in the room had fallen asleep.

But what puzzled him was that when he came down just now, there was such a loud noise, but there was no reaction at all inside. This was very strange.

Wei Wuxian tiptoed towards the door of the quiet room and opened it a crack. It was pitch black inside, not even the moonlight could get in, and he couldn't see anything clearly.

Wei WuXian peered through the crack in the door for a while, then called out softly, “Lan Zhan, Lan Zhan!”

No one responded to him.

“Ignoring me, is he really asleep?!” Wei Wuxian muttered to himself. He opened the door and then closed it again, then walked to the bed in the dark relying on his memory of the furnishings in the quiet room.

I threw myself on the bed, but found nothing!!!

Wei Wuxian’s hands fumbled on the bed. He grabbed the quilt that Lan Wangji had neatly folded at the foot of the bed, crumpled it into a ball, and held it in his arms. “Why didn’t you wait for me in the room this late at night, and why didn’t you sleep well? Where did you go?”

Wei Wuxian quickly kicked off his boots and lay down on his bed. It was true that the bed in the quiet room was bigger than the one he and Jiang Cheng were lying on.

He threw the quilt aside and rolled back and forth on the bed a few times.

Actually, Lan Wangji’s bed was not very soft. At least not as soft as the one used by adult Lan Zhan. It could only be said to be moderately soft and hard. He rolled around for a while and stopped because it felt uncomfortable.

"It's just getting dark now, and it's not even midnight yet. Lan Zhan has his own things to do, so it's normal that he's not in the room." Wei Wuxian looked at the dark sky and muttered to himself for a while before getting off the bed.

He lit the kerosene lamp in the room and walked around the quiet room.

Lan Wangji's room was simply furnished with a bed, a chair and a stool. There were only the Book of Songs and ancient books on the bookcase, and only pens, ink, paper and inkstone on the desk. There was not a single interesting thing to be found.

Wei Wuxian searched for his memory, looked on the bookshelf for a long time, then took a book down and just flipped through a few pages. Sure enough, he found it as he thought.

Tucked inside the book is the portrait of him with flowers that I drew myself.

He had neatly placed it in the book, meticulously, without any creases or tears on the edges.

He grinned and looked at the portrait for a while: "Lan Zhan, Lan Zhan, if you like it, just tell me. Why are you hiding it secretly?"

Before Wei Wuxian could finish his sigh, his ears suddenly moved slightly, and he heard footsteps in the distance. He quickly blew out the light, stuffed the book with the portrait under the pillow, and then smoothly hid on the bed.

He covered himself tightly from head to toe with a quilt, concealing his breath at the same time.

Soon, Wei WuXian heard the sound of someone entering the yard.

Lan Wangji walked to the door and slowly pushed open the door of the quiet room. In just a moment, he noticed something. He paused for a moment, but without stopping, he walked straight in.

After entering, he did not turn on the light or make a sound. As soon as he came to the bed, a quilt was thrown over his head and face: "Rape!"

Familiar technique, familiar scene, but this time Lan Wangji just turned around and was easily dodged by him.

In the darkness, Wei Wuxian found Lan Wangji's direction and the two looked into each other's eyes.

Lan Wangji waved his hand and the light came on. Wei Wuxian felt a little embarrassed as he looked at the quilt that had not been put on and had fallen to the ground.

Lan Wangji bent down, picked up the quilt on the ground, shook it, and put it back.

Wei Wuxian then noticed that Lan Zhan did not have his hair tied up at this moment. His jet-black hair was scattered over his shoulders, with water still dripping from the tips of his hair.

Wei WuXian asked, “Did HanGuang-Jun go to take a bath?”

Hearing his address, Lan Wangji moved his lips. He wanted to correct him a little bit. After all, he didn't have this title yet.

But then he thought about it and decided to forget it. He didn’t mind Wei Wuxian calling him that.

After a pause, Lan Wangji said, "Practice is not a bath."

“Practice!” Wei WuXian looked him up and down. He looked like he had just taken a bath. “Did you go to the cold spring?”

Lan Wangji nodded slightly.

Without doubting anything, Wei WuXian said with a grin, “It’s boring to be alone. Next time you practice, call me and we can practice together!”

“……”Lan Wang did not reply.

Wei WuXian looked at the man in front of him wearing thin gauze, and lowered his gaze to his slightly open collar. He licked his lips and said, “HanGuang-Jun, do you know how beautiful you are right now? You are so tender that you can squeeze water out of you.”

After saying that, she raised her eyes and met Lan Wangji's gaze. The smile at the corners of her eyes and mouth was very ambiguous.

Wei Wuxian's words, hitting Lan Wangji's ears, caused huge waves to rise on the already rippling surface of Lan Wangji's heart.

Lan Wangji's breathing became heavier and he said, "It's getting late. You should go back."

Wei WuXian smiled: "Does HanGuang-Jun really want me to go back?"

Lan Wangji said nothing, but his attitude was already very firm.

What a chaste and virtuous man.

Wei WuXian stood on the bed, looking down at Lan WangJi and jumping directly onto him: “Stop it, I just got here, my butt isn’t even warm yet.”

He wrapped his legs around his waist and put his arms around Lan Wangji's neck and hung directly on it.

Likewise, Lan Wangji subconsciously caught him with both hands as he came over to prevent him from slipping.

Not only that, he dragged his hands upwards to hold him more steadily.

Lan Wangji was surprised by his own reaction. Although he really wanted to do this and hold him tightly to prevent him from falling, he did it subconsciously and it was too easy.

He was far away just now, but now that he was close, Wei Wuxian could smell the scent of sandalwood and the fresh and moist air after a bath on his body.

Wei WuXian hugged his arms tightly and said, “Lan Zhan, you smell so good~” He sniffed it fiercely again and said with satisfaction, “Really, really, it smells so good!!!”

Wei Wuxian couldn't help but bury his face in his neck. The touch was icy and very comfortable. "Lan Zhan, can I sleep with you today?"