When Wei Wuxian traveled back in time

Moreover, these past two days, whenever he encountered something related to Lan Wangji, he would become extremely confused, and no one knew why.

Wei Ying always felt that this kind of himself was very strange, and he needed to find the answer.

Wei Ying hesitated and pondered, then said, "For someone like you, your wife must be very good too, otherwise how could she be worthy of you."

Lan Wangji said, "He's fine."

Wei Ying thought to himself: With such a quick reply, it seems that they have a really good relationship as a couple.

Wei Ying chewed the food in his mouth with a tasteless mouth. He didn't want to continue this topic with Lan Wangji.

There was silence between the two of them for a long while, during which the only sound was Wei Ying's eating.

When it was almost time, Lan Wangji said, "You eat here, I'll go see him."

Look at him, who are you looking at?

After Lan Wangji went out, Wei Ying tiptoed to the door and peeked in, and found that Lan Wangji was carrying another meal in the food box to the quiet room.

That’s right, I made two servings of the same meal. Since he ate one, the other one was naturally for him when he grew up.

So when will Lan Wangji go to see his wife...

Wei Ying quietly opened the window a little and looked at the scene inside the quiet room.

When he grew up, he still lay in bed and didn't wake up.

After Lan Wangji went in and placed the food box on the table, he went to sit beside the bed. He first took out one of Wei Wuxian's hands from under the quilt, placed his fingers on his wrist and carefully felt his pulse.

It took him a long time to withdraw his fingers. Just taking the pulse was not enough, Lan Wangji touched his forehead again. As if he felt that the measurement was not accurate with his hands, Lan Wangji leaned over and their foreheads touched each other.

Feel it carefully.

… …

Wei Ying was dumbfounded when he saw this scene. Although... but... um... is it really... okay for them to do this...

Wouldn't that be a bit too much?

Because Wei Ying was so focused on what he was watching, he didn't notice that there was someone beside him.

A gentle voice sounded: "Wuxian, what's wrong?"

After being discovered peeking around the corner, Wei Ying turned his head cautiously and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that it was Lan Xichen.

Lan Xichen said, “Why don’t you go in?”

Wei Ying subconsciously closed the slightly opened window and stammered, “I…I…”

Lan Xichen’s expression was still gentle, just as Wei Ying had always seen it: “Then come in with me.”

Lan Xichen knocked on the door of the quiet room, and soon Lan Wangji opened the door.

"Brother."

Lan Wangji welcomed the two of them in.

Wei Wuxian was sleeping very soundly on the bed. If you didn’t get close to him, you wouldn’t even feel like he was breathing.

Lan Xichen asked, “How is Wuxian?”

Lan Wangji shook his head.

Lan Xichen said, “I went to my father’s former residence yesterday.”

Lan Wangji asked, “Did you find anything?”

Lan Xichen said, “I found a book on the bookshelf in the room that recorded symptoms similar to this one.”

Lan Wangji asked, "Brother, can you take me to see it?"

When the two brothers were about to leave, Lan Xichen said to Wei Ying, "Do you want to come with us?"

Wei Ying shook his head: "Reply to Zewu Jun, I have other things to do."

After the two men left, Wei Ying hesitated and came to Wei Wuxian's bed.

At this time, Wei Wuxian's face was indeed very different from his own, very handsome. Although he was also quite good-looking, there was still some gap compared to his current appearance.

Wei Ying touched his current face and murmured, "It's only been a dozen years, can the changes really be so great?"

Wei Ying turned around and sat on the stool next to him for a while, and time passed by minute by minute.

It was already 9:00 p.m., the latest time for him to get up, but Wei Wuxian on the bed showed no signs of waking up.

Wei Ying looked at the man on the bed. There were some things he couldn't say to Lan Wangji, so he wanted to ask this grown-up him.

The doctor also said yesterday that Wei Wuxian was just tired and he needed to rest well, but it didn't make sense that he wouldn't wake up at this time.

Wei Ying didn't know what Wei Wuxian's physical condition was and just thought he was playful and sleepy.

And seeing how soundly he sleeps, Wei Ying wondered if he could punch him twice to wake him up. That would be better than just waiting here.

Another two minutes passed, and Wei Ying paced back and forth in the quiet room idly.

His eyes fell on the shelf in the front hall where things were placed, and his casual note was hanging on it.

Wei Ying took it off and held it in his hand, sighing, "This guy is really him."

There is a thin layer of dust on it, which is obviously caused by not using it frequently.

Wei Ying shook the sword in his hand; it still worked so smoothly.

His hand reached the hilt of the sword, and the moment he pulled it out, a dazzling red light emanated from his body, and then the red light gradually dissipated.

This is not something that is not used frequently. At least it has not been used in three months.

Young Wei Ying was very puzzled. People who practice Taoism never let go of their swords. At least he himself liked to show off his swordsmanship at any time.

But after growing up, he actually didn't touch his sword for such a long time...

Wei Ying took the gift and walked out of the quiet room.

In the center of the yard, Wei Ying used every move with one man and one sword with extreme familiarity, and the sword light made a buzzing sound when it slashed through the air.

It is a joy to be picked up and used again by the owner.

There were footsteps beside his ears. Someone was coming this way. After seeing who was coming, Wei Ying thrust out his sword: "Take it."

After receiving the reminder, Lan Sizhui immediately stretched out his sword to block, and the two of them exchanged moves slowly.

Lan Jingyi watched the two people fighting and shouted, "What are you two doing, Senior Wei? Private fighting is prohibited in the Cloud Recesses!"

Wei Ying said, “Lan Jingyi, you are so noisy. Do you remember that loud noises are not allowed in the Cloud Recesses?”

Hearing this, Lan Jingyi immediately covered his mouth and began to look around. Fortunately, Han Guangjun was not in the quiet room.

Wei Wuxian and Lan Sizhui confronted each other for a while, and with a "clang" sound, the sword was sheathed. Wei Ying said: "Not bad, not bad, you are very talented. You are far ahead of your peers to be able to tie with me."

Lan Sizhui said: "Senior Wei, I am already eighteen years old."

Wei Ying tilted his head in surprise: "You are eighteen?!"

Lan Jingyi said: "I'm almost eighteen."

Lan Sizhui was a little embarrassed: "Don't they look like him?"

Wei Ying said, “It’s not that you don’t look alike. It’s that I saw you guys were still attending classes in the Orchid Room, so I thought you were the same age as me.”

Lan Jingyi asked, "How old are you?"

Wei Ying said, “Fifteen years old.”

Lan Jingyi said, "Fifteen years old, so amazing! Senior Wei, you were able to tie with Si Zhui at the age of fifteen. Senior Wei really didn't lie to us. He was really a genius when he was young!"