When Wei Wuxian traveled back in time

Lan Wangji did not answer Lan Zhan's question. His attention was always focused on Wei Wuxian. No matter who it was, other things had nothing to do with him.

Seeing that he didn't reply, Lan Zhan staggered back to the quiet room, took out a dusty paper that had been there for a long time, handed it to the two of them, and said in a trembling voice, "Where is Wei Ying?"

Seeing Lan Zhan like this, Wei Wuxian couldn't bear to tease him anymore. He took a step forward and was about to tell the truth but was pulled back by Lan Wangji.

Lan Wangji said, “I don’t know.”

Wei Wuxian widened his eyes and looked at Lan Wangji with some confusion. Why did he say that?

Lan Zhan said: "A cultivator never leaves his sword. How could you not know that the sword is here with you?"

Wei Wuxian moved his lips. He wanted to speak but Lan Wangji beat him to the punch and said, “He forgot.”

Wei WuXian: “…” Why didn’t he realize before that Lan WangJi was so sinister?

Lan Zhan asked, "Where did he go?"

Lan Wangji said, “I don’t know.”

Wei Wuxian: “…” He was just about to say something to Lan Wangji to ask him to calm down, but Lan Wangji seemed to have guessed his intention and patted his shoulder soothingly.

She glanced at him and gave him a 'let me do it' look.

Wei Wuxian couldn't help laughing. He didn't expect that Lan Wangji would tease his younger self even more than he did.

It was rare to see Lan Wangji showing such interest, so Wei Wuxian stopped doing anything. At worst, he could just make little Lan Zhan angry and then he could coax him.

Anyway, he has done this kind of thing many times before.

Seeing that he couldn't get a useful answer, Lan Zhan stretched out his hand to call back Bichen, who had been stuck in the ground for a while, sheathed his sword with a "swish", turned around and walked away with the two swords on his back.

Seeing that he was about to leave the courtyard of the meditation room, Lan Wangji did not try to stop him, so Wei Wuxian hurriedly shouted: “Lan Zhan, where are you going?!”

Lan Zhan paused for a moment, then walked out of the yard without saying a word.

Lan Sizhui and Lan Jingyi looked at each other, wondering what to do!

Wei Wuxian glared at Lan Wangji, pried open the hand that had been restraining him, and hurriedly chased after him.

Lan Sizhui looked at the direction Wei Wuxian ran, then looked at Lan Wangji who had been standing still, and said, "Han Guang-jun, should we chase him?"

Lan Jingyi was also waiting for Lan Wangji to speak with a confused look on his face.

After a moment of silence, Lan Wangji looked in the direction Wei Wuxian left and said, "Go back."

Lan Sizhui and Lan Jingyi: "Yes."

The two had just walked a few steps and were still thinking about going to Senior Wei to join in the fun, when they suddenly heard a voice from behind: "Night Hunting Notes, give it to me tomorrow morning."

After saying that, Lan Wangji turned around and went back to the quiet room, leaving the two of them disheveled in the wind.

Lan Jingyi shouted weakly as he walked: "I should have known not to join in the fun. Now I have to spend the whole night writing this note."

Their notes were usually managed by Lan Qiren, and only occasionally when he was busy would he give them to Lan Wangji for review. Lan Wangji was very strict, and if they did not pass the test, they would be sent back for re-writing until they passed.

Lan Jingyi was the one who was often sent back by Lan Wangji for rewriting. At this moment, he couldn't help but scream to the sky: "Really! God damn me!!!"

Lan Sizhui said, “Keep your voice down! If someone hears it, it won’t be as simple as calling it back and rewriting it!”

"..."

When Lan Zhan left the quiet room, he used all his lightness skills and was determined to leave.

And how could Mo Xuanyu, with his weak body without golden elixir, catch up with Lan Zhan who was angry?

By the time Wei Wuxian saw Lan Zhan, he had already run to the mountain gate.

But at this moment he couldn't go out without the jade pass. Wei Wuxian stood there and watched him for a long time without moving.

Wei Wuxian shook his head gently, wondering how the Lan Zhan of childhood had become so reckless.

Wei WuXian walked over and shouted from a distance of more than ten meters: “Lan Zhan! Where are you going so late?!”

The tone of this voice was exactly the same as Wei Ying's. Lan Zhan turned around indifferently and met Wei Wuxian's smiling gaze.

The expression and behavior were exactly the same as his. If he hadn't looked at his face, he would really have thought that the person in front of him was Wei Wuxian.

Lan Zhan's clenched hand suddenly tightened, watching Wei Wuxian getting closer and closer to him, and suddenly put the sword across the two of them to prevent Wei Wuxian from getting any closer.

Wei WuXian asked: “Lan Zhan? Why are you…?”

Lan Zhan said, "Open the door for me."

He came here to take Wei Ying back. Since Wei Ying was not here, there was no need for him to waste time in the Cloud Recesses.

Wei WuXian asked, “Lan Zhan, it’s almost midnight, where are you going with these two swords?”

Lan Zhan said nothing and lowered his head without looking at him. He didn't want to see this person who looked very similar to him but was not him.

Wei WuXian looked down at the thing in his hand and asked, “Are you going to look for Wei Ying?”

Lan Zhan still didn't answer.

Wei WuXian asked again: “Do I know where he is?”

Hearing this, Lan Zhan slowly raised his head: "Where?"

Wei WuXian raised his lips and said, “Oh! You’re talking~”

Seeing that he was teasing him, Lan Zhan turned his head away and ignored him.

"Okay, okay~ Brother Xiaolan~ I'll tell you where he is~"

Hearing him call him like that, Lan Zhan felt uncomfortable all over. If he could, he would have wanted to cover his ears at this moment: "Don't call me like that!"

"Okay~ Brother Lan~"

“Stop yelling!!”

"Got it, Brother Lan~"

Wei Wuxian seemed to have learned how to tease Lan Wangji naturally, as if he had been gifted by God.

Looking at Lan Zhan, who couldn't be scolded or hit, and couldn't vent his anger, Wei Wuxian always felt an incomparable sense of accomplishment.

To Lan Zhan, the man in front of him was simply unreasonable. Since he couldn't talk to him properly and he didn't want to leave, then he could leave.

Lan Zhan passed him and walked in the opposite direction. Seeing this, Wei Wuxian followed him happily.

"Is Brother Lan angry?"

"Why is Brother Lan ignoring me~"

"Where is Brother Lan going~"

"Brother Lan, please take care of me~"

Lan Zhan, who was walking in front, suddenly stopped. Wei Wuxian didn’t brake in time and bumped into his back. He just said coldly, “I’m not him!”

The implication of this sentence is, I am not him and there is no need for you to provoke me.

Wei Wuxian could naturally understand what he meant.

"Of course you are! Since you are my second brother Lan from childhood, you are also my husband. If you are my husband, there is no reason for me to leave him alone outside."

Wei Wuxian said this frankly and dignifiedly, as if it was the fact, but it was indeed the case.

Even the adult Lan Zhan might not be able to withstand Wei Wuxian’s series of verbal bombardment, let alone such a young Lan Zhan.

How could she say the word "husband" so easily, especially since it was the first time they met.

Lan Zhan was so angry that he was shaking all over. He held his breath for a long time and squeezed out two words: "Ridiculous! Shameless!"