When Wei Wuxian traveled back in time

The old woman stood in front of Wen Yuan and slowly stretched out her hand. Although Wen Yuan could not control his body, he still shrank his neck the moment the old woman stretched out her hand to him, as if he was subconsciously afraid of something.

But what she didn't expect was that the old woman just put her outstretched hand on his head and rubbed it.

Suddenly, Wen Yuan's tense nerves relaxed.

The old woman said, "Well done."

The man's voice was as calm as dead water, without the slightest ripple, but Wen Yuan could hear a subtle hint of admiration in it.

These three extremely simple words seem to contain endless profound meaning.

What does her praise mean, and what is done well?

Wen Yuan said: "You..."

However, as soon as he said this, he realized that his address was inappropriate, so he quickly changed his words and said, "...You, know me...?"

The old woman did not respond to his question, but just gently rubbed his hair and then slowly withdrew her hand.

This action made Wen Yuan feel very friendly, but at the same time, he became more and more confused: "Why don't you speak? Can't you speak?"

There is no doubt that Wen Yuan's question still has not been answered.

Wen Yuan was increasingly confused about what this person meant, and even less about what she wanted to express to him.

Wen Yuan tried to ask: "Perhaps, you think we know each other?"

The old woman still didn't speak. She lowered her eyes and stretched out one hand with her palm facing up.

Wen Yuan looked over.

The next second, a stuffed tiger appeared in the old woman's hand, and Wen Yuan's pupils suddenly dilated.

"This tiger..." Wen Yuan stared at her intently: "Why did you give me this?"

The old woman stuffed the thing into Wen Yuan's hand. Wen Yuan stared at the thing in her hand again and again, then raised her eyes to look at the person in front of her. She did not show any emotion in her eyes or face, but just this made people feel very kind.

Wen Yuan's lips moved, and a name appeared on his lips.

Although the old woman looked indifferent, she was holding Wen Yuan's hand with a little force, as if she was conveying some message.

In an instant, a thought came to his mind, and Wen Yuan said: "...Master..."

When this name came out, Wen Yuan was surprised to find that the old woman's eyes suddenly became bright, as if she had been given new life.

The whole person seems to have become different from before.

Then, almost in the blink of an eye, the person in front of him suddenly dispersed like a puff of smoke, and even the cloth tiger in Wen Yuan's hand disappeared with it.

Then, everything around changed, and the cold air that had been constantly invading the body from the outside disappeared.

The tips of my ears moved slightly, and I heard the sound of the wind, the singing of birds, and the chirping of insects. The world before my eyes was no longer dark.

Wen Yuan turned his head suddenly, and the glowing hall appeared before his eyes again.

As you enter the hall, the first thing that catches your eye is a strange man sitting on a huge fish-shaped statue.

The man was dressed in gorgeous brocade plain clothes and wore a pearl crown on his head. He had a handsome face, picturesque eyebrows and eyes, and an elegant smile on the corners of his mouth.

This person is well known to Wen Yuan, but he has never seen him before: "Who are you? Are the rest all illusions you created?!"

The young man sitting on the huge fish tail suddenly had an exquisite feather fan in his hand, and the head of the fan gently pointed at a stool next to him.

Wen Yuan then saw that the old woman was sitting there quietly, or perhaps...

Wen Yuan walked over involuntarily and stopped just as he was about to step into the door.

Thinking about what happened just now, he just felt it was unbelievable. His master was clearly still unconscious in the house in front, how could it be possible... ?

Just as Wen Yuan was in a state of confusion, the mysterious young man said, "Why, you don't plan to come in?"

Wen Yuan remained silent and did not respond.

Then, the young man spoke again: "If you don't choose to walk into this room now, then I'm afraid you will never have such an opportunity again."

Wen Yuan didn't understand what the young man meant by this, and was also worried whether there was some conspiracy or trap hidden in it, but...

Wen Yuan stared at the old woman in front of him. Although her face was still expressionless, the familiar feeling was so real that it could not be wrong.

Wen Yuan was willing to take a risk for this familiar feeling, so he raised his feet and stepped in.

At this moment, Wen Yuan was once again in the hall. He lowered his head and examined himself, but did not notice anything unusual. Then, he slowly raised his head and looked at the old woman, but with just a glance, Wen Yuan was stunned on the spot.

I only heard that person say, "I knew Sizhui would be the first one to come out."

Wen Yuan said: "Master!"

The old woman changed her appearance when Wen Yuan stepped in, and turned into Wei Wuxian: "Yes, it's me."

In this situation, Wen Yuan almost forgot to breathe and was completely stunned. He stammered, "Master, you are not...you..."

Wei WuXian said, “Oh my, little SiZhui! Apart from anything else, I am really delighted when you call me Master. It’s the first time I hear this title in person, and it really feels special.”

… …Forehead……

Wen Yuan was a little at a loss. He suddenly felt that Wei Wuxian was a little weird. Although Wei Wuxian usually liked to tease him, this weird feeling was much stronger than usual at this moment.

The young man sitting on the statue next to him said, "He seems to be very afraid of you."

“How could that be?” Wei WuXian hooked his finger at him: “SiZhui, come here.”

Hearing him asking him to go over, Wen Yuan hesitated. Although Wei Wuxian was strange, he could feel that this man was his master, and this feeling could not be wrong.

Wen Yuan carefully raised her footsteps and walked forward, while Wei Wuxian could not wait to take a step forward and quickly pressed Wen Yuan tightly into his arms. Then, he began to wantonly knead Wen Yuan's little face and hair.

"........."

At this moment, Wen Yuan was finally certain that the man who was doing all sorts of harm to him was his master.

"Oh my! It's been a long time since I met someone I know. This feeling is so familiar!" Wei Wuxian shouted excitedly while continuing to hold Wen Yuan in his arms and rub him.

He looked like a hungry wolf who hadn't seen a human in hundreds of lives, and he couldn't wait to put his mouth close to a human's face or neck and bite off a big piece of meat.

Wen Yuan's little face turned pale, but he didn't dare to struggle or move.

At this time, Wen Yuan heard another voice: "Wei Ying, no."

Afterwards, Wen Yuan felt as if Wei Wuxian's hand that was holding him was picked up by someone, and Wen Yuan was saved.

Suddenly, a deep and serious voice appeared from Wei Wuxian's body: "You scared him."