When Wei Wuxian traveled back in time

After Lan Qiren came back from Qinghe that day, he held a meeting with everyone. Since Wen Ruohan was dead, all family affairs were handled by the eldest son Wen Xu.

And now the Wen family is preparing to hold a hundred-school discussion meeting...

After the meeting, Wei Wuxian thought that without Wen Ruohan, the Wen Clan was not worth mentioning. He didn't know much about Wen Xu, and he had never even met him. He just knew that he was a low-key person compared to Wen Chao.

The young men were packing up their things and going back to their homes to attend the grand gathering with their families.

Jiang Cheng nudged Wei Wuxian with his arm and said, "What are you thinking about here? Go pack your things and go home."

Going home... Wei Wuxian didn't dare to think about it. Ever since he went back to the Cloud Recesses with Lan Wangji, he had never entered the Lotus Pier again.

It’s not that he doesn’t want to, but he doesn’t dare...!

When saying goodbye to the Lan family, Wei Wuxian shouted to Lan Wangji, "Lan Zhan, remember to think of me! See you at the Qingtan Grand Gathering." Before he could finish his words, Jiang Cheng covered his mouth and dragged him away.

Lan Wangji’s ears turned slightly red, and he remained silent.

Lan Xichen said, “Wangji, we’ll see each other in two days.”

Lan Wangji looked at his brother, somewhat confused as to what he meant.

Lan Xichen smiled and said, “I see you’re reluctant to leave.”

Lan Wangji: “No regrets.”

The boat was sailing on the water. Jiang Cheng said, "I feel like I've lost a lot of weight after eating so much grass at the Lan family. I wonder what my parents will say when I get home."

“Hey! Are you dead?” Jiang Cheng saw Wei Wuxian hadn’t spoken a word and kicked him. “Why are you so weird today? You’ve been so quiet all the way. Did the Lan family’s food poison you and make you mute?”

Wei WuXian didn't want to pay attention to him and just laid down on the side of the boat with his hands wandering in the water.

Suddenly, Jiang Cheng saw Jiang Yanli standing on the ferry and shouted, "Sister! Sister! We are back!"

Wei Wuxian looked up suddenly and saw Jiang Yanli waving at them not far away, her long purple dress fluttering in the wind. With just one glance, tears welled up in his eyes.

When they reached the ferry, Jiang Cheng was the first to jump off the boat and shouted, "Sister."

Jiang Yanli helped him tidy up his hair that was messed up by the wind: "Acheng looks a lot thinner than before."

Jiang Cheng complained: "Sister, you don't know that the Lan family's dishes are not meant for human consumption..."

As she spoke, Jiang Yanli kept her attention on Wei Wuxian. She called out softly, "Ah Xian."

In an instant, the tears that had been welling up in Wei Wuxian's eyes after hearing the call of "Ah Xian" could no longer be held back, and burst out like a flood.

This crying almost scared Jiang Cheng to death. He had never seen Wei Wuxian like this before. Even when they had a fight or when Wei Wuxian was beaten by his mother, he had never cried like this. Jiang Cheng felt a little disgusted by the tears and snot.

Jiang Yanli was terrified. How could someone cry like this for no reason? "Axian, what's wrong with you? Did you suffer any injustice in the Lan family?"

Wei WuXian tightly grasped her sleeve and said incoherently: “No, it’s just… it’s just…”

Jiang Yanli wiped away his tears and comforted him softly, "Ah Xian, don't cry. Senior Sister is here."

After a while, when Wei Wuxian had calmed down, Jiang Yanli asked, "What happened to Ah Xian? Can you tell Senior Sister?"

Wei WuXian sniffed and said, “Nothing, I just haven’t seen Senior Sister for a long time, I missed her so much.”

Jiang Cheng rolled his eyes at the side: "What a success."

Wei WuXian punched him.

Jiang Yanli smiled in surprise and said, "Is that so! Senior Sister made lotus root and pork ribs soup. Who of you two wants to drink it?"

They both spoke faster than the other: "Me, me, me."

Jiang Cheng said: "I want to drink three bowls."

Wei WuXian: “I’ll drink five bowls.”

Jiang Cheng: "I drink eight bowls."

Wei WuXian: “I’ll drink ten bowls.”

Jiang Cheng was shocked and said, "Ten bowls? You won't die from it!"

"..."

Today, the grand forum was held as scheduled.

To be honest, no matter what the purpose of the Wen family's literary gathering was, Wei Wuxian didn't want to go at all. He hated the Wen family and was afraid that if he saw Wen Chao and the others again, he would not be able to control his resentment and would take out the hatred from his previous life on them.

But if he didn't go, he would not be able to see Lan Zhan for many days, so Wei Wuxian went after hesitating between the two.

The heads of various families were talking in the Wen clan's main hall. Wei Wuxian was wandering outside alone. He planned to wait for Lan Zhan to come out before looking for him.

He was wandering aimlessly with a jar of wine in his arms. After wandering for who knows how long, he ran into Wen Ning who was practicing archery. His archery skills were very beautiful. Wei Wuxian immediately shouted, "Great archery!"

The young boy Wen Ning was introverted, had low self-esteem and was afraid of being seen. Suddenly a stranger appeared and walked towards him. He suddenly panicked and turned around and ran away.

Wei WuXian was used to him and immediately shouted, “Hey! Wen Ning! Why are you running?”

Wen Ning was so startled when he heard the person behind him calling out his name that he tripped over himself.

Wei Wuxian held his forehead and shook his head. Wen Ning was still as clumsy as ever, tripping over his left foot and falling down every time he walked.

Wei WuXian quickly walked over to help him up. Wen Ning asked in surprise, “You…you you are.”

Wei Wuxian slapped his forehead as if he had suddenly realized something: "I am Wei Wuxian from the Yunmeng Jiang Clan. I am here with the Clan Master to attend the grand gathering of elegant conversation."

"Wen Ning from the Wen Clan of Qishan." Wen Ning looked at the young master. He really couldn't remember when he had met such a person before: "Young Master... Young Master... Do we know each other? How do you know my name?"

Wei WuXian sighed, and simply sat on the ground, plucked a blade of grass and bit it in his mouth, saying, “I heard about it.”

Wen Ning saw that he was so open and honest, and was different from everyone he had met in the Wen family. He felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity and he sat down too.

Hearing what he said, she was surprised: "Heard it? Me?"

“Yes.” Wei WuXian: “I heard that there is a man named Wen Ning in the Wen Clan who is very good at archery. I recognized you as soon as I saw your movements.”

Wen Ning stopped rubbing his legs and blushed to his ears. He had never thought that he would hear such compliments from others. He was speechless for a moment: "I... I..."

Wei WuXian said, “Stop it, Wen Ning, be more confident. You are much better than anyone you have met in terms of both archery skills and character. Believe that you have the ability.”

No one had ever said such words to him, expressing such strong recognition for him. Wen Ning said incoherently, "Thank you, thank you, Master Wei."

Suddenly a woman appeared in front of them: "Aning, why are you sitting on the ground?"

Wen Ning stood up immediately, and his movement was so violent that it pulled the wound on his leg, causing him to stagger a little in pain.

She said tenderly, "Aning, what happened to your leg? Did the boy next to you bully you?"

After saying that, he took out a silver needle to deal with him. In his previous life, Wei Wuxian had been pricked by Wen Qing's needles many times. When he saw him take out the needle, he subconsciously stood up and ran away.

Wen Ning quickly stopped her and said, "No, sister, I tripped by accident. That person is Master Wei from the Yunmeng Jiang Clan. He is a very nice person."

She said tenderly, "Are you sure he didn't bully you? If he didn't bully you, why would you run away so guilty?"

Wen Ning: "..."

Wei Wuxian ran for a distance, passed through a dense bush, and bumped into someone. They both fell to the ground.

“Hey hey! Who is that? Who is so blind as to trip me?” Wei Wuxian looked down and met Lan Wangji’s glass-like eyes and asked in surprise, “Lan Zhan! Why are you here?”

Lan Wangji said, “Get up from me.”