When Wei Wuxian traveled back in time

Wei Wuxian, who watched the whole process on the roof, felt completely bewildered.

This guy Jin Zixuan actually left his senior sister there alone. Wei Wuxian looked down on him even more.

The two people sitting in the pavilion outside saw Jin Zixuan running out by himself. They didn't understand what was going on yet, but Mrs. Jin shouted, "Zixuan, why did you come out? Where's A-li?!"

Jin Zixuan instinctively paused and stopped when his mother called him, but he ran even faster after hearing Jiang Yanli's name.

He soon disappeared.

"..."

At this time, Jiang Yanli also walked out of the garden, slowly came to the two of them, and made tea for the two ladies.

Madam Jin asked, "Ah Li, did that brat bully you?"

Jiang Yanli shook her head.

Mrs. Jin took her hand and asked her to sit down next to her: "Although Zixuan's personality is a bit weird, he is really kind to others. He actually left you alone and ran away. I will go and scold him later."

Madam Yu took a sip of tea and said, "Young people's affairs should be handled by the young people."

Jiang Yanli looked at the direction Jin Zixuan ran and said, "It's okay. Young Master Jin... must have something important to do."

Wei WuXian couldn't help but roll his eyes, thinking to himself: Senior Sister, why are you saying anything for him? What can this Golden Peacock guy do? It's just that he failed to show off in front of you and was suppressed instead, so he is a little embarrassed.

You tsundere, peacock, I’ll hold you back to death.

After those people left, Wei Wuxian also jumped down from the roof. The vast expanses of golden snow-capped flowers were beautiful, but it was a bit too monotonous to have only this kind of flower in such a large sea of ​​flowers.

Following this long wall, Wei Wuxian was almost at the back mountain of Jinlin Terrace.

When they reached the foot of the mountain, Wei WuXian put his hands on his hips and sighed, “Is Nie HuaiSang kidding me?! It doesn’t make sense to let guests live in the back mountain.”

Having said that, he made up his mind to give Nie Huaisang a beating when he returned.

Just as he was walking back, he discovered that there were peonies growing at the foot of the mountain.

Peony flowers are very similar to peonies, but peony flowers are easier to grow and have stronger vitality.

The flowers are large and clustered together, very eye-catching, and each one is full and bright.

Wei WuXian casually picked two of the most beautiful flowers, held them in his hand, and then walked back.

When he returned along the same route and found Nie Huaisang, Nie Huaisang had already copied the painting and was holding it up to admire his craftsmanship.

Wei Wuxian walked over to him and knocked on his desk. Upon seeing this, Nie Huaisang immediately unfolded all his paintings and held them in front of Wei Wuxian: “Brother Wei, do you think my copy of “Spring” can get an A-grade compared to the original?”

Wei WuXian took a look, scanning the inscription from top to bottom.

He pinned the flower on his collar to free his hands, picked up the brush, dipped it in ink, and then added a stroke directly to Nie Huaisang's painting.

After finishing, Nie Huaisang took a closer look, his eyes suddenly widened, and he exclaimed: "Wonderful, wonderful! Spring is in full swing, the rain has just stopped, and these water drops are the finishing touch!"

He shook the painting and said, "I was wondering if something was missing. Brother Wei's ability to observe things in detail is truly admirable."

Wei Wuxian put down his brush, turned on the fan that he had hung aside and fanned himself.

Nie Huaisang glanced at him from head to toe, then looked at the other two flowers in front of him in surprise, and asked, "Where have you been? It's so hot?"

Wei Wuxian walked around for a long time, watched Jin Zixuan's embarrassing performance, and then walked back from the back mountain. It must be a bit hot after such a trip.

Wei WuXian fanned him twice and said, “Brother Nie, Brother Nie, didn’t you tell me that Lan Zhan was in the south? I have already gone to the back hills south of Jinlin Terrace, but I haven’t seen any members of the Lan family.”

"South?" Nie Huaisang put down the painting in his hand and argued with him seriously: "I pointed to the north! How did you end up in the south?"

Wei Wuxian froze in his tracks, and he recalled how Nie Huaisang had shown him the way.

After he asked that question, Nie Huaisang held the brush with the tip pointing to the south and the shaft pointing to the north.

Wei Wuxian immediately assumed that the direction the pen was pointing to was the same direction Nie Huaisang was pointing to, which was the south.

"..."

Wei Wuxian stared at him for a while. Nie Huaisang took back his fan from him and fanned himself with it. Wei Wuxian said with some fear in his heart, “Brother Wei, why are you looking at me like that?”

Wei WuXian forced a smile: “Good point. Don’t point again next time.”

After saying that, he slipped out.

Nie Huaisang: “…”

Sure enough, not long after he walked north, he met many disciples of the Lan family.

There is a small path leading to this area, which is quiet and long.

Wei Wuxian stopped someone, asked for Lan Wangji's location, and then went straight to find him.

Passing by a small bamboo forest, we heard a melodious sound of a piano, which sounded very familiar.

Wei Wuxian raised his hand and plucked a bamboo leaf, harmonizing with the sound.

A long song.

When the song ended, the bamboo trees above my head moved slightly, and a few bamboo leaves fell slowly from the sky.

Then the man felt something falling on his head, and the next second a beautiful pink flower appeared on the table.

Wei WuXian flew down and stood opposite the man standing there: “Second Master Lan, you are really good at playing the piano.”

They clapped their hands and praised: "It's a good reward."

After saying that, Wei WuXian reached into his bosom and began to explore, as if he was giving a tip to an old man after listening to a song.

"Wei Ying." Lan Wangji called out, put down the Wangji Qin, picked up the flowers on the stone table, stood up and walked towards him.

Wei Wuxian's hand groped in his arms for a long time but couldn't find anything, but just when Lan Wangji was one step away from it.

He immediately took out another peony flower and presented it to the two of them: "Flowers for beauties."

Lan Wangji did not reach out to take it. He just stared at the peony flower for a while before moving his gaze to Wei Wuxian’s smiling face: “You…”

Wei WuXian turned the flower in his hand again and said, “Second Master Lan, if you don’t accept it, does that mean you don’t like it? But I only have this one flower, I hope Second Master Lan won’t dislike it~”

“No.” Lan Wangji reached out to take it, and put this flower together with the one that had just fallen on the stone table.

Wei WuXian seemed to have just discovered it, and exclaimed in surprise: “How come you have one in your hand too? Give me yours in exchange.”

Lan Wangji handed the flower in his hand back to him: "This flower, is it a peony?"

“Yeah, what’s wrong?” Wei Wuxian continued to pin the flower in front of him, and then helped Lan Wangji pin the other one in front of him.

“Nothing.” A scene just appeared in Lan Wangji’s mind.

That year in Yunmeng, on top of a pavilion, a man in black was drinking a pot of wine, half leaning on the windowsill, looking lazy and casual.

He looked down at the people downstairs with a cynical smile on his face.

That person looked similar to the one in front of him, but his figure was more mature, except that he lacked the youthful energy that the young man exuded.