When Wei Wuxian traveled back in time

Huan Yao didn't know which one to choose. Since Wei Wuxian asked him to choose, he chose the relatively weaker consciousness. This way, it would be easier for him to suppress it and he would not be unable to survive the day.

After a while, Huan Yao put down his hand and said, "Okay."

At this time, little Lan Zhan's body was no longer so tense, his hands were no longer clenched to hurt himself, and his whole body softened.

Wei WuXian caught his body and asked, “What’s wrong with him?”

Huan Yao: "Maybe he's too tired. He'll be fine after a rest."

Wei WuXian laid him on the bed and tucked him in. He looked at his bloody hands and couldn’t help but feel distressed: “SiZhui, go get some medicine and gauze.”

Lan Sizhui: “Yes.”

Lan Wangji walked up to him, put his arm around Wei Wuxian’s shoulders and patted him: “He’s not that fragile.”

Wei Wuxian sighed and buried his face in Lan Wangji’s clothes: “Lan Zhan, I was so scared just now. I thought I had provoked him with my words, but when I thought about it, I really just said some very ordinary things to him. I really don’t know why it suddenly became like this.”

Lan Wangji: “I know.”

At this time, Lan Sizhui had already taken the things. When he entered the room, he saw two people hugging each other. He felt that he could neither go forward nor retreat.

Huan Yao and Lan Jingyi, who were ignored on the side, also looked desperate. Lan Jingyi winked at him outside the door, asking him to come in quickly.

Lan Sizhui hesitated outside the door for two seconds, but before he entered, he said, "Senior Wei, I've got the things."

Wei WuXian took the things and said, “Thank you, little SiZhui.”

Lan Sizhui shook his head: "This is what the younger generation should do."

Wei Wuxian picked up little Lan Zhan’s hand, cleaned the blood on it first, then sprinkled medicine powder on it and wrapped it with gauze.

Just as he was helping him wrap the second one, Wei WuXian inadvertently raised his head, his eyes suddenly swept across little Lan Zhan's face, and found that his eyes were already open.

Wei WuXian said in surprise: “Lan Zhan! You’re awake!”

Lan Zhan sat up silently and nodded. He first moved his bandaged hand, then looked at the hand that was still in Wei Wuxian's hand. He said nothing and let him bandage it.

After Wei WuXian quickly wrapped it up, he put down his hand and said, “Lan Zhan, do you still remember who you are?”

Lan Zhan: “?”

“Haha, I was wrong.” Wei Wuxian pointed at himself: “Do you still remember who I am?”

Lan Zhan: “Wei Ying.”

Not only Wei Wuxian felt relieved, but everyone else felt relieved. Fortunately, the person was still the same person and they had made the right choice.

The illusion demon clapped his hands and said, "This should have nothing to do with me. I'm going out to play. But don't miss me. I'll be back at any time." After saying that, he ran away.

Wei Wuxian looked at the little Lan Zhan in front of him and felt something was wrong, but he couldn't figure out why he had such a feeling.

But he changed his mind and realized that Lan Zhan was such a calm person. He would not have been like that if he had not been confused before.

Wei WuXian checked other parts of his body again: "Lan Zhan, do you feel uncomfortable anywhere?"

Lan Zhan had been staring at Wei Wuxian since he woke up. He shook his head slowly and replied, "Everything is normal."

Wei Wuxian felt that the reason he said everything was normal must be because the illusion demon helped him suppress his other consciousness.

Wei WuXian hesitated for a moment, and felt that he had to ask regardless of whether he said it or not, so he said seriously, “Can you tell me what happened to you just now?”

“Just now?” Lan Zhan thought for a moment and said something ambiguous: “It’s the same as what Huan Yao just said.”

Then he paused and let out a faint smile: "By the way, I have to thank him, otherwise I wouldn't be able to come out so quickly."

What do you mean you can’t come out so quickly? Wei Wuxian was still thinking about the meaning of this sentence.

Suddenly, Lan Zhan said, "We have been out for so many days, it's time to go back to Gusu."

Wei WuXian thought about it and felt the same way. Considering the time he had spent coming here and the time he had spent in the illusion, he must have been out for at least five or six days.

Jiang Cheng also woke up. Although they didn't say anything about what happened between them, everyone knew it very clearly in their hearts. But no matter how clear it was, it would definitely not be resolved overnight.

Now that little Lan Zhan is in a stable condition, at worst we can bring Huan Yao back to Gusu. The Gusu Library has all the materials and there might be records on this. Anyway, once the problem is solved we can't stay in Yunmeng forever.

Wei Wuxian tugged at Lan Wangji's sleeve and looked at him, only to find that he was staring at little Lan Zhan with a scrutinizing look.

Wei Wuxian waved his hand in front of him: "Lan Zhan, what are you thinking about?"

Lan Wangji retracted his gaze: "Nothing, it's getting late, we'll discuss returning to Gusu tomorrow."

Hearing this, Lan Sizhui and Lan Jingyi said goodbye and went to sleep in the guest room.

Lan Wangji said nothing and turned around to walk out. Wei Wuxian still felt a little bit worried about little Lan Zhan, but seeing Lan Wangji walking out with firm steps, he always felt that something was wrong with him.

After much hesitation, I still wanted to go out with them.

Wei Wuxian was about to say something to little Lan Zhan when he heard him ask, "Where are you going?"

Wei WuXian: “He seems to be in trouble. I’ll go out and take a look.”

Lan Zhan nodded.

Wei Wuxian followed him out, and hurriedly caught up with Lan Wangji: "Lan Zhan, where are you going?"

Lan Wangji stopped when he was sure that no one in the room could hear him from this distance: “That’s not me.”

Wei WuXian: “Why do you say that?”

Lan Wangji: "Little Lan Zhan is me, but he is not me."

Although Wei WuXian did have this feeling, it was not very obvious because he did not reveal any flaws: “How did you know?”

Lan Wangji looked at him steadily and uttered two words calmly: "Intuition."

"Poof" Hearing him say this, Wei WuXian couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Lan Wangji paused and said, "You don't believe me?"

Wei WuXian held one of his arms and shook it: “How could that be? It just feels like everything is quite normal, just a little too normal.”

"But, I believe you, and of course I believe in little Lan Zhan. I feel that even if he changes his consciousness, little Lan Zhan is still little Lan Zhan. I don't think he will do anything to hurt us."

The two sat outside for a while and chatted about some other things. Wei Wuxian planned to go back to the guest room with Lan Wangji first, and then go to check on little Lan Zhan.

Unexpectedly, as soon as Wei Wuxian opened the door, he saw a person sitting quietly at the table in the room. It was dark and no lights were turned on.

Wei WuXian recognized who he was based on his figure and asked in surprise, “Lan Zhan, why are you here? Aren’t you next door?”

Lan Zhan: "Wait for you."