When Wei Wuxian traveled back in time

Wei Wuxian couldn't help but wonder, could it really be so normal for someone who was missing a soul?

If the same is true for Lan Wangji who is missing a soul in reality, then doesn't that mean he doesn't need to replenish this soul at all?

Because it seems to make no difference whether you make up for it or not.

With this doubt, something like a mirror suddenly appeared in front of Wei Wuxian, and he saw several people in the scene outside in reality.

Outside the body, Jin Ling looked at the screen and said, "It's out, there's finally a picture!"

The young man next to him analyzed: "It looks like he just went through something."

Lan Jingyi shouted anxiously: "Senior Wei, have you found out which soul Han Guangjun lost?!"

Wei WuXian shook his head.

The young man asked, "How? What happened?"

Wei WuXian replied in a positive tone: “The Lan Zhan presented here does not seem to have any abnormalities at all. Whether it is his emotions such as joy, anger, sorrow, or happiness, or his various desires and needs, there is no sign of incompleteness.”

The young man thought for a while and said, "Perhaps it is because he hides his emotions too deeply, making it difficult for people to detect; or it may be that the emotions corresponding to the lost soul are insignificant and unimportant to Han Guangjun."

Wen Yuan said: "Senior, if this soul has no effect on Han Guangjun's normal life in reality, then can Master come out directly?"

The young man nodded and said, "If that's the case, he can indeed come out directly, but..."

Before the young man finished speaking, Wei Wuxian inside said, “Let’s put the matter of coming out on hold. After all, there is only one chance. I must find out what spirit Lan Zhan is missing.”

"Otherwise, you will never be able to feel truly at peace in your life."

After saying this, the scene was interrupted, and Wei Wuxian walked towards another glowing sphere without hesitation.

My vision went white for a moment, and when I opened my eyes again, it was already late at night.

The bustling streets were almost deserted at night.

But there are always exceptions, there are always people who like to hang out.

A voice asked in a serious tone, "Han Guang-jun, this ghost hand has been guiding us to the northwest. Have you noticed anything?"

The person called Han Guangjun replied: "No."

The voice asked again: "Have you noticed that the sky darkened so quickly today? Could it be that there is an evil spirit causing trouble here?"

The voice was calm and still: "I checked on the way here, and everything is fine."

"Han Guang-jun, I think the peace here is just an appearance. There must be some shocking secret hidden in it."

"Ah."

"You agree, don't you?"

"Ah."

"Don't just say 'hmm'! I mean you can put me down. I was just investigating the anomaly, not trying to run away."

"Ah."

"You said 'hmm' again. How can you be like that? You said 'hmm' but you still didn't let me go. Han Guang-jun, please, I really won't run away again."

A man's words can be deceiving, and Lan Wangji has experienced this deeply from this man.

While searching for the ghost hand, Lan Wangji couldn't count how many times he had captured someone from outside.

Wei WuXian watched helplessly as Lan WangJi lifted him up by the back of his collar and carried him back to the inn.

Lan Wangji threw the man onto the bed without mercy.

With a 'dong' sound, the man on the bed rubbed his lower back and cried out in pain.

Before he could complain, he heard Lan Wangji's indifferent voice: "This room has been restricted. As long as you step out of the door, I will know immediately."

The implication was to tell him not to think about escaping again, because no matter what he did it would be a waste of effort.

The man was thrown on the bed lifeless, without saying a word. He curled up like a bean worm and buried his head in the quilt, pretending to be dead.

Lan Wangji stood quietly beside the bed, staring down at him. After a moment's silence, he sighed imperceptibly, turned around and left, walking into the next room.

His sight shifted, and Wei Wuxian saw Lan Wangji slowly taking off his outer robe, untying his hair bun, unbuttoning his waist belt, taking off his undergarment, and finally leaving only a thin white inner garment.

After Lan Wangji folded the clothes one by one, he turned off the lights and lay quietly on the bed.

The night was as dark as ink, and everything was silent. Wei Wuxian could only hear Lan Wangji's gentle breathing.

At this moment, he and Lan Wangji came out of the Cloud Recesses to investigate the ghost hand, but...

As Wei WuXian was thinking...

His thoughts came to an abrupt halt when he caught a glimpse of Lan Wangji's eyes, which had been tightly closed, suddenly opening without any warning.

There was an indescribable emotion revealed in those eyes, as if there was a lot of helplessness hidden in them.

Wei Wuxian saw Lan Wangji slightly raised his body, and thought that someone in the next room must have made some movement again.

But suddenly Lan Wangji stopped moving again.

Wei WuXian looked towards the door, which was opened a crack from the outside, revealing a dark, furry head.

Lan Wangji paused on the bed, then lay back down.

The person at the door did not sneak in as Wei Wuxian had imagined, but instead closed the door normally.

Then he walked in with swagger.

This person passed through Wei Wuxian's transparent body and came directly to the bed.

Lan Wangji's eyes were open, and he wasn't pretending to be asleep when someone approached him.

They just stared at each other, and their eyes met in the dim sky.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Lan Wangji opened his lips slightly: "You..."

He just said the word 'you' and nothing else. The next second, this person lifted the quilt of the person on the bed and lay on top of him.

The two adult bodies were stacked together tightly.

Seeing this scene and the fact that the two of them slept in separate rooms just now, Wei WuXian had vaguely guessed what time it was.

He had just come out of the Cloud Recesses at this time, and was determined to escape. Even though he was caught again and again, he remained undeterred. During the time he was out, he escaped three or four times a day.

However, after being caught so many times, he realized that simply running away was not an effective method, so now this "he" has changed his strategy.

She started to cling to Lan Wangji tightly, crawling onto his bed every day, which was as disgusting as it could be.