When Wei Wuxian traveled back in time

Wei Wuxian sighed in his heart, his eyelashes drooping slightly, he already felt that it was impossible.

After all, the probability was only 10%. Back then, in such a thrilling situation, he still had a 50% chance of winning by throwing the pill. If he cut it in half, at least he could still take a chance...

Now, instead of wasting time here doing nothing, it would be better to go out early. This way, maybe Lan Wangji would wake up earlier.

Actually, if you think about it carefully, it's only an hour and it should be over quickly.

However, after listening to what the young man said, Wei WuXian began to have doubts again.

If he stayed here for even one more minute, he wouldn't know what kind of impact it would have on Lan Zhan in reality.

After weighing the pros and cons, Wei Wuxian decided it would be better to end it early.

Wei Wuxian stared at the palm of his hand, and a snow-white feather gradually appeared in his palm.

This feather was given to him by the young man when his real consciousness was beaten into him.

Now all he has to do is burn the feather and he can get out.

And his going out means that the soul repair has failed.

Lan Wangji will also wake up from his coma, which also means that from now on there will be no more emotional soul in Lan Wangji's body.

Without the soul, Wei Wuxian had no idea what Lan Wangji would be like after waking up in reality.

But I think it should be similar to here, it can’t be any worse.

Wei Wuxian slowly closed his eyes.

The palms are slightly warm.

Just as he was about to mobilize his spiritual power and make a fire gesture with his palm, Wei Wuxian's nose tip suddenly moved slightly, and he once again smelled the familiar aroma of Tian Zi Xiao's wine.

However, he did not take any action.

The flame in hand is lit.

At the same time, when the feather in his hand was about to turn to ashes, Lan Wangji suddenly called his name.

Wei WuXian paused, then suddenly opened his eyes.

Lan Wangji looked at him as if he was about to say something.

Wei WuXian subconsciously put out the fire in his palm.

The feather in his hand had its outermost layer of fluff burned off, leaving only a slightly hard rod.

Wei Wuxian looked at Lan Wangji, quietly waiting for what he would say next.

Unexpectedly, Lan Wangji just brought the glass of wine on the table to him, perhaps noticing his change in mood.

Lan Wangji said, "If you want me to drink, I can accompany you." His voice was as calm as water, but with a gentleness that was not difficult to detect.

Wei WuXian stared down at the wine glass in his hand, then suddenly looked back at him.

Wei Wuxian felt that perhaps the hint of loneliness he had just revealed was caught by Lan Wangji, making him mistakenly think that he was unhappy, which was why he was acting like this at this moment.

So I was coaxing him.

In response to this, Wei WuXian raised the corners of his mouth slightly: “I don’t like to force people to do things.”

“Not really.” As if to prove it, Lan Wangji drank the glass of wine in his hand in one gulp, his movements clean and efficient.

Wei Wuxian was stunned for a moment. Lan Wangji drank the glass of wine so heroically that he inexplicably felt as if he was sacrificing bravely and not letting go until his death.

Wei WuXian’s fingers stroked the feather that was left with only a pole in his hand.

As time went by, Lan Wangji's eyes, which were fixed on him, gradually began to become distracted. It seemed like he was getting drunk.

Seeing this, Wei Wuxian quickly stepped forward and pulled Lan Wangji back just as his head was about to hit the table.

Lan Zhan is drunk, do you want to leave?

It has only been a short time since then, and perhaps, I can stay a little longer.

But what can he do by staying? Even though Lan Zhan is more honest when drunk than when sober, he still can't understand what he is saying. Why bother staying here?

Wei Wuxian felt that Lan Wangji's hands were still grabbing his sleeves after he fell asleep drunk, which inexplicably gave Wei Wuxian a different feeling in his heart.

At the same time, there seemed to be a voice in his heart, saying that Lan Wangji actually understood everything, but he just didn't have the emotion to express it...

It would be better to stay here a little longer, maybe what you are doing won’t fail.

Wei WuXian didn't know where this voice came from. Perhaps it was his subconscious mind that didn't want him to come here in vain and didn't want him to give up this only chance.

After thinking it over again and again, Wei Wuxian looked at Lan Wangji's sleeping face and let out a slow breath. He decided to stay a little longer. Anyway, if anything happened outside, the young man would pull him out.

Lan Wangji first fell asleep and then got drunk. His sleeping time was not fixed, and sitting all the time was not a solution.

He wanted to carry the person back to the bed, but his hands were still tied.

Wei WuXian bit the headband on his wrist with his teeth, trying to untie the knot on it.

But since Lan Wangji had beaten them so hard, it was really difficult to just bite them with your mouth.

Wei WuXian pulled at this long string of knots with his teeth for a long time.

Finally, when he was halfway through, Lan Wangji woke up.

Wei Wuxian only felt his stomach lighten as Lan Wangji sat up straighter.

Wei Wuxian met Lan Wangji’s eyes, which were no different from when he was awake, and stretched out his hand in front of him: “Since you are awake, help me untie it.”

Lan Wangji watched as his eyes moved horizontally to his wrist, then moved down again and reached out to touch the belt around his waist.

Without giving Wei WuXian time to react, he gently pulled, and the outermost waist belt's tie opened.

Wei Wuxian: “…”

It is true that he behaves wildly after getting drunk.

Seeing that Wei Wuxian didn’t respond, Lan Wangji prepared to continue solving the problem.

“Hey hey hey hey hey…!!”

"Lan Zhan, you are not kidding me, are you pretending not to understand me again? You said we are friends, how can friends undress each other?"

Lan Wangji paused.

Wei Wuxian’s behavior was no less impressive. He sat directly on the man’s lap and said, “Untie me.” Only after his hands were untied could he perform better.

Lan Wangji didn’t move.

What's going on here? He's obviously pretending not to understand.

Wei WuXian said: “Lan Zhan, look at me, who am I?”

Lan Wangji said, "Wei Ying."

Only answer what you want to answer and only say what you want to say.

Wei WuXian continued, “You are tying me up like this and locking me in your room, what is the relationship between us?”

Lan Wangji said, "A close friend."

...Well... ...I really have never had that concept.

Wei WuXian said, “I’m going to be listed in the same family tree with you and sleep in the same bed with you, so how can we be close friends?”

Hearing this, Lan Wangji fell into deep thought.

Just when Wei Wuxian thought his brain was about to smoke, Lan Wangji suddenly stood up, put him on the ground with him still on his lap, and then pulled him out.

Lan Wangji was just acting out his thoughts at this moment, and Wei Wuxian had no idea what he was going to do next: "Where are you taking me, Lan Zhan?"

Lan Wangji said, "The ancestral temple."