When Wei Wuxian traveled back in time

…………, Wei Wuxian’s heart trembled twice.

Wei Wuxian cried out, “You…” He sounded very unconvinced.

Lan Wangji………….

“………” Wei WuXian began to struggle and said, “Second Master Lan, do your uncle and brother know that you are so rebellious? I just… made you…… How come, you’re in love with me now?”

Lan Wangji didn’t say anything, just stared at him, and answered with his actions. If he said… but… then now… Wei Wuxian would feel a little ashamed.

He simply kicked his legs, stretched them straight, and rolled towards the wall: "No...!"

The Second Young Master Lan was really as rebellious as Wei Wuxian said. If someone didn't let him go, he wouldn't give in. He just pulled the person over and started bullying him.

He bit, kissed, and pinched the person, and after a long while, Lan Wangji finally calmed down a little.

The two of them huddled together, their breathing entangled with each other had become very heavy. Wei Wuxian said, "Lan Zhan, don't you want to be with me?"

Although my heart has calmed down a little, my body is still burning hot.

Lan Wangji's hand was rubbing Wei Wuxian's lower back little by little, making Wei Wuxian feel extremely itchy.

After a long while, Lan Wangji finally avoided Wei Wuxian's straightforward topic and moved on to the next discussion, saying, "I'm going back tomorrow."

Originally, his body was still hot, but after hearing his words, he immediately felt cold again. Wei WuXian was a little excited, and quickly moved out of the quilt: "Tomorrow? So soon! But didn't we just get back?"

Lan Wangji hummed.

In fact, Lan Wangji had already received Lan Xichen's message when they were at Guangling Post Station a few days ago, but they were still outside helping local farmers deal with things at the time, and Lan Wangji agreed to accompany him back to visit his parents' graves, so he didn't tell him about this.

Now that they were back, Yiling was still very close to Yunmeng. Lan Wangji said, "The New Year is only two months away, and I've been out for a long time."

It has indeed been a long time. It has been half a year since the two of them sent Mo Xuanyu home from Jin Ling’s full moon banquet.

If the two of them were still classmates and friends, it would be normal for them to go hunting.

But the fact that the two were getting married was known to all the immortal families. They ran away before getting married. Although they were both men, it was inevitable that some people would gossip if they were seen by acquaintances from other families.

Wei Wuxian buried his face in Lan Wangji’s neck and rubbed it again and again, breathing in his unique scent: “Lan Zhan, I don’t want you to leave…”

Lan Wangji pecked the corner of Wei Wuxian's mouth: "I need time to go back and prepare."

Naturally, this preparation would require going back to prepare for their wedding in the early spring of next year.

Although he knew it, whenever Wei Wuxian thought that he would not be able to see Lan Wangji tomorrow morning and that this would last for several months, he felt extremely reluctant and very uncomfortable.

There was silence between the two for a long while, and it was unknown what they were thinking.

Wei Wuxian's emotions came and went quickly. After he adjusted himself, he became heartless again.

Letting go of Lan Wangji, he deliberately teased, "So, Second Brother is going back to prepare to marry me?"

He asked knowingly, and Lan Wangji's hand gently pressed down on his chest.

Wei Wuxian groaned and patted Lan Wangji’s ungentlemanly hand, rubbing it in his palm.

When he pinched his fingers, he scratched them a few times. This action was a not-so-obvious little habit of Wei Wuxian. He would usually pinch and scratch his fingers when he had something hidden in his heart.

Lan Wangji noticed that something was wrong with him: "Are you worried about something?"

Wei WuXian opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something, but finally said, “Nothing.”

Lan Wangji said, “You speak.”

Wei WuXian felt that if he didn’t tell Lan WangJi about his concern for him, Lan WangJi might not be able to sleep well tonight. After thinking it over, he finally said it out loud:

"Lan Zhan, do you think it would be too cumbersome if we held two weddings? It would take a long time to prepare for just one wedding. If we hold one in Yunmeng and one in Gusu, then when we hold the second wedding, will no one want to come? After all, everyone has their own things to do."

Lan Wangji held his hand and said, "I never thought that a sedan chair carried by eight people and a formal marriage were cumbersome things."

Lan Wangji always wanted the best for Wei Wuxian.

Hearing him say this, Wei WuXian thought to himself, “That’s true. How can getting married be considered a tedious matter?”

Lan Wangji touched his nose: "Are you nervous?"

… …

Wei Wuxian shrugged his nose. He actually didn’t know how he noticed this. Maybe he was a little nervous, but it was also probably because he couldn’t help but think of it when he saw the picture Jiang Cheng drew and the long list he made when he just came back.

Because it was so grand, and Uncle Jiang treated him so well, during the engagement period, he contributed money and effort to provide enough betrothal gifts, treated him like his own son, and gave him the best of everything, for fear that people would think he was not surnamed Jiang and would be looked down upon by others.

But it was precisely because Jiang Fengmian was so good to him that Wei Wuxian felt that it would be too much trouble to both welcome the bride and send her off.

It was obvious that other people would not hold their weddings twice. Wei Wuxian did not want to cause trouble for Jiang Fengmian. Yu Ziyuan didn’t like him in the first place.

Wei Wuxian let out a sigh unconsciously, and it was a very deep sigh, and Lan Wangji's heart dropped when he heard it.

Lan Wangji held the person in his arms, as if he wanted to rub him into his bones and blood, and he let the person lie on top of him.

Wei WuXian said: “Lan Zhan…”

Lan Wangji responded: “I’m here.”

Even if Wei Wuxian didn't say it, Lan Wangji guessed something based on what he had just said, but these were only rough guesses.

If Wei Wuxian didn't say anything, Lan Wangji could only accompany him by telling him that he was still there.

Time passed by minute by minute, the night grew deeper and deeper, and the breathing of both of them was light and steady.

Lan Wangji felt the regular rise and fall of the man’s chest, and thought he must have fallen asleep. Just as he was about to move his hand, he heard Wei Wuxian say, “Lan Zhan.”

Lan Wangji responded.

Wei WuXian moved his head and changed the place where he rested his head: "Why aren't you sleeping?"

Lan Wangji said, “I’m waiting for you to talk to me.”

Wei Wuxian raised his head. It was almost pitch dark in the night, but the two of them could accurately catch each other's sight.

Entwined together.

Wei WuXian chuckled and let out a long sigh. He felt inexplicably relieved at this moment.