When Wei Wuxian traveled back in time

In Wei Wuxian's eyes, although the expression on Lan Zhan's face was still the same as usual, the bulging blue veins on his temples and his hands tightly grasping the quilt showed that he was enduring something at the moment.

Wei WuXian worriedly held his hand and called his name anxiously: "Lan Zhan, something is wrong with you! What's wrong with you? Don't scare me!!"

In little Lan Zhan's mind, two consciousnesses were constantly colliding and entangled, neither of them was willing to show weakness, and both wanted to gain the upper hand, so that he was now unable to distract himself from other things, let alone respond to Wei Wuxian's questions, because if he was not careful, one of the consciousnesses would completely take the dominant position.

Outside the room, not long after Lan Wangji and the other two left, Huan Yao, who had eaten and drunk enough, came back in a swagger. He looked at the three people outside the door and said, "You are all here. It was so hard for me to find you."

Lan Jingyi was furious when he saw him: "Where have you been?"

Huan Yao loved to argue with others, especially children. Hearing his aggressive tone, he put his hands on his waist and said, "Eat, you humans need to eat, but we demons are not made of iron, so of course we need to eat too!"

Lan Jingyi snorted: "Eat, eat, eat. All you know is eating."

"What's wrong with eating? Being able to eat is a blessing." Huan Yao touched his round belly, moved closer to him and burped: "My belly is full of human brains and bones. Are you afraid?"

Hearing this, Lan Jingyi covered his nose and quickly took two steps back: "You are so disgusting, stay away from me."

Lan Sizhui originally wanted to remind him to pay attention to his manners since Han Guang-Jun was still here, but when he saw that he had no expression on his face, he swallowed his words back.

Huan Yao: "Why? You don't believe it?"

Lan Jingyi: "If I believed you, you would have been scared to death by now. How can you be so shameless here?"

The phantom demon circled around him, then looked him up and down and made a few "tsk tsk tsk" sounds.

Lan Jingyi: "What do you mean?"

Huan Yao answered him very seriously: "Your eyesight has improved, but what I want to say is that it's no wonder that you are so short. You must not have eaten well and are malnourished."

"You are talking nonsense!!"

“What do you care if I’m talking nonsense?” Huan Yao said as he tried to open the door to look for Wei Wuxian, but Lan Sizhui stopped him, “Senior Yao, Senior Wei is inside, let’s not disturb him.”

Huan Yao didn't ask why, and directly said one sentence to confuse the people outside: "Why did you provoke him? You were kicked out by Wei Ying, ugh! You deserve it."

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Lan Jingyi shouted impatiently: "It's because you can't do things properly. Did you cast some spell on our little Hanguangjun?!"

"..." Huan Yao said in disbelief: "I cast a spell on him. Do I not want to live anymore?"

Lan Jingyi: "Who knows you?"

Huan Yao said helplessly: "What's going on? Let me go in and take a look."

No one knew what happened inside, but Lan Jingyi would not let him in without Wei Wuxian's permission.

"That's not very kind of you. You said I cast the spell, but you didn't let me in to see. If it was really me, then I would definitely be able to undo it."

"Just don't come in!"

Huan Yao refused to enter. Lan Jingyi saw that Lan Wangji was not dissatisfied with his behavior, so he became bolder and stood at the door to prevent him from entering.

Lan Jingyi was angry, and Huanyao was even angrier than him. The two of them stared at each other in a stalemate for a long time.

Suddenly, Wei Wuxian inside said, “Jingyi, let him in.”

Huan Yao gave him a proud look, and his mouth shape was very exaggerated: Look, let me in!

Wei WuXian said again: “Lan Zhan, all of you come in.”

After saying that, Lan Wangji went in first and saw that both of them were sitting on the bed. Little Lan Zhan was looking at Wei Wuxian with dull eyes, but he couldn't focus.

Wei WuXian’s two hands were holding one of his hands, and both of their hands were stained with large amounts of blood.

Lan Wangji pulled his hand over to check it, and Wei Wuxian said, “Lan Zhan, this is not mine.”

"I don't know what happened to little Lan Zhan. We were chatting peacefully, and he suddenly became like this. We couldn't wake him up no matter what we did."

Only then did Lan Wangji notice that little Lan Zhan had been clenching his hands tightly, with the fingers of both hands sinking into the flesh and bleeding uncontrollably without him loosening his grip.

Although little Lan Zhan's hands had been pinched to the point of bleeding, Wei Wuxian did not dare to knock him out. Even though he had used a talisman to immobilize his body, his clenched hands remained in that position and refused to let go.

Huan Yao pushed aside the two people who had been blocking his way: "You two kids, stop blocking me, let me see."

This was incredible. Huan Yao exclaimed, "He is awake."

Lan Jingyi: "Nonsense, we can see it."

Huan Yao laughed awkwardly twice, then he stretched out his finger and tapped little Lan Zhan's forehead. He closed his eyes, put his hand to his mouth and muttered something.

After a moment, Huan Yao said: "His consciousness is very confused."

Wei WuXian: “What kind of chaos is this?”

Huan Yao said: "No wonder he would hurt himself, his consciousness is fighting, and it's fighting itself. It's really strange, I have never seen such a consciousness, it's very strange."

Wei WuXian forcefully pried one of Little Lan Zhan’s hands apart and said, “Is there a way to break this?”

"Have."

"what?"

"Choose one of the two. I can help him temporarily suppress one of his two consciousnesses and make him wake up, but I don't know which one to suppress."

Wei Wuxian knew that only one of these two kinds of consciousness belonged to little Lan Zhan himself.

Regardless of why he has two consciousnesses, if they did not find his original consciousness and instead released the other one, it is unknown what kind of little Lan Zhan they would get.

Lan Wangji asked at the right moment: "Is there any difference between these two kinds of consciousness?"

Huan Yao frowned, as if he was investigating carefully. After a few seconds, he said, "No, there is no difference. I can only see that they are two consciousnesses, but I can't see what the contents of the consciousness are."

What should I do? Which one should I choose? Wei Wuxian looked at the bed sheet that was gradually soaked with blood and made up his mind: "Whatever, either one will do."

No matter which Lan Zhan it is, it’s fine. Lan Zhan is Lan Zhan and can only be Lan Zhan.

Huan Yao spoke in advance: "You said it. If the one who woke up is not him, then it's not my fault."

Hearing that it wasn't him, Wei WuXian hesitated for a moment: "You can help him suppress one side, and how long can you suppress it?"

Huan Yao: "It could be as short as one day or as long as two or three days. After two or three days, he will fall into this state again, but it may be more serious than this one."

Wei WuXian took a deep breath, then slowly let it out to ease his anxiety, then said, “Choose.”