When Wei Wuxian traveled back in time

Actually, there was nothing to wash, he just sweated a little after the fight with Lan Wangji.

Soon Wei WuXian finished washing, put on his clothes, and opened the door of the room.

At this time, Lan Wangji and little Lan Zhan were standing in front of the door, one on the left and one on the right, like two door gods.

They really seemed to be disgusted with each other. If it weren't for Wei Wuxian, there was no way they could stand together or talk to each other.

After the door opened, the two door gods looked at him in unison. Wei Wuxian said, "I'm done washing, it's your turn, Lan Zhan."

Lan Wangji walked up to Wei Wuxian and put his hands on his shoulders. In just a moment, Wei Wuxian's dripping hair became dry.

Wei Wuxian took out a red hair tie from his arms, shook out the wrinkles, and raised his hand to neatly gather his long hair.

Here, Lan Wangji had just walked into the room and before the door was closed, he pulled Wei Wuxian, who was standing outside the door, not knowing what to do, in.

“Ah! Lan Zhan…!!”

Before little Lan Zhan could react, the door of the compartment slammed shut again, as if the scene was replayed, leaving him standing alone outside the door.

Little Lan Zhan tried to open the door, but sure enough, the door was blocked by Lan Wangji again.

No matter how anxious he was, he was unable to break the magic cast by Da Lan Zhan with his current abilities.

Little Lan Zhan has been a role model of aristocratic family since he was young, and his cultivation is one level higher than his peers. He has never been 100% suppressed like this. He also knows that if big Lan Zhan wants to deal with him, he will have no ability to fight back at all.

Little Lan Zhan outside the door gradually lowered his eyes like an abandoned puppy, a feeling of helplessness filling his whole body. After all, the gap in strength between the two of them was too big.

Inside the house, Lan Wangji pulled Wei Wuxian in and then let go of his hand without doing anything else. He probably just didn't want Wei Wuxian to be with little Lan Zhan.

After letting go of his hand, Lan Wangji walked towards the bathtub on his own. Wei Wuxian experienced the feeling of being left aside for the first time in a long time.

At this time, Lan Wangji's body was already mostly submerged in the tub. Wei Wuxian walked over and said, "Lan Zhan, if you lock him out, he will be unhappy."

Lan Wangji ignored him and didn't even look at him.

Wei WuXian asked again: “Second Brother Lan, do you need me to wipe your back?”

Lan Wangji remained silent.

Wei Wuxian picked up a cloth beside him, wet it and wrung out the water, then wiped it on his back bit by bit. During the whole process, Lan Wangji just let him do it without saying a word.

Wei Wuxian knew that he was still sulking and didn’t want to pay attention to him or talk to him, but he couldn’t just ignore him. If both of them didn’t talk, how could this matter be resolved? If it couldn’t be resolved and the situation remained deadlocked, both of them would definitely feel uncomfortable.

Knowing that he was in the wrong, Wei WuXian took a cloth in his hand and wiped his back while saying, “I’m sorry, Lan Zhan, I was wrong.”

Lan Wangji finally spoke: "No need to say sorry."

Wei WuXian nodded repeatedly and said, “Yes, fine, then I won’t say that word.”

To Lan Wangji, Wei Wuxian is his lost and found treasure, the person for whom he knows there is no hope but is willing to spend the rest of his life waiting.

When he was young, he would go out whenever there was chaos. After he grew up, he carried out this mission even more. In the past thirteen years, every time he exorcised evil spirits, he also had selfish motives, because he knew that whenever Wei Wuxian went out, there would be chaos. He was eager to find out some news about him from these movements, even if it was very small, he would not let it go...

But fortunately he waited.

He gave Wei Wuxian whatever he wanted, and protected it with all his heart, fearing that he would lose it again if he was not careful.

Lan Wangji is so bold in love that he always goes out to fight whenever there is trouble in the past thirteen years. Even Jiang Cheng knows that he is looking for someone.

At the same time, he is timid in love. If it weren't for Brother Lan's help, Lan Wangji would probably never dare to say the words "I love you" until his death...

How could he bear to hear the words "I'd rather die" from the person who he was afraid of breaking if he held him in his hands and melting if he held him in his mouth?

Even though these words were spoken by him without restraint and unconsciously, he could not accept them.

Wei WuXian said, “I was wrong. I shouldn’t have said something like, ‘Forget about dying.’ I didn’t think too much about it at the time. I just felt that you were taking such good care of me in front of little Lan Zhan. If he felt that I could catch a cold even if I stepped on the floor, I was too weak.”

Wei WuXian added: “HanGuang-Jun, I have to save face too. I usually like it when I’m in front of the younger generation, but the person in front of me this time is your childhood self. You should know that when I was a child, I was an extremely gifted and amazing genius. It was fucking amazing…”

Hearing Wei Wuxian's words, Lan Wangji, who had not reacted until now, chuckled and interrupted Wei Wuxian's boasting.

Wei WuXian said with a fierce face: “Lan Zhan, what are you laughing at? Is what I said wrong?”

Lan Wangji nodded gently and said, "Yes, that's right."

“No, I’m not exaggerating at all.” Wei Wuxian picked up one of his arms and wiped it carefully, saying, “Think about it, this little Lan Zhan is only fifteen years old, which means he and my childhood self have only known each other for a short time. If he knew that Wei Wuxian would become so weak and need Han Guang-jun’s help in everything, would he no longer like me?”

Lan Wangji raised his other hand and grabbed the hand that Wei Wuxian was wiping and said, “No.”

Wei WuXian: “Hmm?”

Lan Wangji looked at him with an extremely firm look in his eyes. He said word by word: "I will not dislike you."

Wei WuXian took this opportunity and lifted Lan WangJi’s chin with one hand and said, “Then HanGuang-Jun, can you tell me when exactly did you fall in love with me?”

Wei Wuxian had asked Lan Wangji this question more than once, but each time he either didn't answer or used his own actions to prevent him from asking.

But this time, maybe it was because of the appearance of little Lan Zhan, Lan Wangji actually did not avoid Wei Wuxian's questioning.

Lan Wangji raised his head in cooperation, his eyes flashing with incomparable tenderness.

His thin lips moved slightly, and a voice as bright as the moon in the sky slowly rang out: "Forgive me, I can't answer your question either."

Lan Wangji paused and said, "All I know is that love comes from nowhere, but it is deep and lasting. Thoughts come from nowhere, but it is hard to stop them from now on."

These two simple sentences explain the deep affection that Lan Wangji has been suppressing in his heart.

After saying this, Lan Wangji seemed to just realize what he had said. He turned his head to the side in embarrassment, and his skin exposed to the air turned a faint pink because of his own words.

Lan Wangji is a taciturn person who rarely speaks, let alone say sweet words.

Wei WuXian just wanted to know a specific time answer, but he didn't expect that he would be so aroused by his words.

Even the Yiling Patriarch, who had experienced many women in his youth and was an invisible seductress, could not stand his analysis.