When Wei Wuxian traveled back in time

Under Wei Wuxian's direct gaze, Jiang Cheng did not speak and did not give an immediate answer.

The two of them just stared at each other in silence.

Jin Ling's eyes moved back and forth between the two of them. He was keenly aware of the not-so-good atmosphere, but he couldn't put his finger on it.

Jin Ling was no stranger to this kind of atmosphere during this period of time. Since Bei Ming, he could almost feel it whenever Jiang Cheng and Wei Wuxian met.

During this period, Jin Ling tried many times to break this atmosphere and ease the inexplicable situation between the two of them, but it was of no use.

Today he called Lan Jingyi and Wen Yuan, this was another attempt.

Just now, when these two people were fighting, this atmosphere had clearly been dispersed, but it suddenly arose again.

Jin Ling was extremely anxious. These two people kept making some riddles that he couldn't understand. He wanted to press the heads of these two people who only knew how to look at each other together, let them kiss and hug each other, and let them say whatever they wanted and do whatever they wanted.

Why should we be so hesitant among our relatives? It is really a small matter that can be delayed for several months without being dealt with.

However, this horrible and unreasonable idea was just a thought. Jin Ling knew that if he really did this, he would be greeted with: sweeping with a broom, frying meat with a whip, being stabbed with bamboo sticks, being unable to escape the Five Finger Mountain, and changing his ways...

After Jin Ling rejected those messy thoughts in his mind, he still felt that he had to do something to prevent this atmosphere from growing recklessly.

At the same time, Wei WuXian, who had waited for a while but received no response, spoke up, his tone relaxed but with a hint of seriousness:

"You don't know me yet. If anyone dares to talk about me, you, or Yunmeng Jiang Sect, I will beat him to the ground, so hard that his own mother won't recognize him."

After Wei WuXian finished speaking, he threw the remaining wine in the jar to Jiang Cheng. As if he didn’t need Jiang Cheng to answer, he got up from the ground, gathered his clothes, and said, “If you don’t believe me, forget it. Tomorrow…”

Jiang Cheng interrupted him and said slowly: "I believe it."

Suddenly, the atmosphere between them seemed as if the past grudges had been resolved or something had been recognized. Although Jin Ling was not very clear, the invisibly relaxed atmosphere made him breathe a sigh of relief.

The conversation between the two people was apparently about the fight they had tonight and whether it would be talked about tomorrow.

But saying this does have some other meanings.

Jiang Cheng's words "I believe" sounded particularly heavy, as if they spanned a long period of time, and were a word of affirmation.

Jiang Cheng’s answer seemed expected, yet unexpected. Wei Wuxian smiled and said, “Believe me.”

For a moment, Jiang Cheng's lips moved slightly as if he wanted to say something, to explain something, but suddenly a voice interrupted what he might have wanted to say, causing him to swallow some words back. From then on, there was no possibility of speaking anymore.

“Wei Ying.”

The man in white stood silently at the gate of the courtyard. No one noticed when he came. It seemed like he had been standing there quietly for a long time, or as if he had just arrived.

Wei Wuxian turned around suddenly and everyone looked over.

Wei WuXian asked happily: “Lan Zhan, why are you here?”

Lan Wangji walked closer and said, "It's late. I came to see you."

“Yeah.” Wei WuXian looked at the position of the moon. It was indeed too late.

Lan Wangji stood next to Wei Wuxian and naturally held him in his arms.

Wei WuXian didn't notice it either. He said to the three people who were watching the fun nearby, "You three should stop fooling around outside and go to sleep."

Upon hearing this, the three children ran faster than each other under Lan Wangji's gaze and ran out of the yard.

There were three people left in the yard.

Wei Wuxian and Lan Wangji stood together, while Jiang Cheng stood opposite them.

Lan Wangji said, “Let’s go.”

Wei WuXian nodded.

In the endless darkness, a pair of hands were clenched tightly in Jiang Cheng's sleeves. He wanted to say something, but he just couldn't say it.

Gradually, the clenched hands loosened.

When both parties were about to go back to their own places, Wei WuXian suddenly said, "The tea you brewed in your room tastes good. Come over to drink it tomorrow."

Jiang Cheng's room was in a mess. Wei Wuxian had broken the table when he was fighting with Jiang Cheng, and the water in the teapot had spilled all over the floor.

Jiang Cheng asked: "Do you like it?"

Wei WuXian nodded: “It tastes good, why wouldn’t you like it?”

After two seconds, Jiang Cheng said the most embarrassing words in the calmest tone: "Since you like it, I won't soak it tomorrow."

Wei WuXian: “Go away.”

… …

On the way back to the room to rest, humming a little tune as he walked, Lan Wangji said, "So happy."

Wei WuXian nodded.

Lan Wangji asked, "Have you guys talked about it?"

Wei WuXian shook his head: “I didn’t say it was open, I just opened it.”

Some things cannot be said directly. We are all adults, because there will be many things that we cannot face if we say them out loud.

Lan Wangji’s fingers lightly touched Wei Wuxian’s cheek without saying anything.

Wei WuXian knew what he was thinking, and held Lan WangJi’s hand, saying, “Just a few scratches, a little fight is normal. When I was a kid, Jiang Cheng and I would often fight until the roof was broken, and then we were both punished by Madam Yu to kneel in the ancestral hall.”

Lan Wangji: “Yeah.”

Back in the room, Wei Wuxian sat down at the table while Lan Wangji brought out the ointment to apply.

Wei Wuxian tilted his head back and obediently let Lan Wangji apply the medicine on him. It felt cool and very comfortable.

Wei WuXian said: “It’s just a minor collision. It will be fine in one or two days.”

Lan Wangji: “Yeah.”

Cherish words like gold.

Wei Wuxian stared at Lan Wangji's face, watching Lan Wangji carefully applying medicine to him.

Wei WuXian rolled his eyes and asked, “Are you unhappy because Jiang Cheng and I fought?”

Lan Wangji looked at him and said, "No, just do what you want, I'll always be behind you."

Wei Wuxian was stunned for a moment, and a place in his heart was completely soft. He leaned forward, clasped Lan Wangji's shoulders with both hands and sighed: "Lan Zhan, you said you broke your promise again. You said that you would say hello before you say sweet words in the future."

Lan Wangji said: "My mistake, I'll be more careful next time."

Hearing this, Wei WuXian couldn't help himself and walked forward to give the person a big kiss on the lips.

Wei WuXian said: “Lan Zhan, you really love me to death!”

.........

At the informal discussion meeting the next day, Wei Wuxian and Jiang Cheng appeared together. Both of them had some injuries on their faces, which were very light and had a slight color difference from their skin.

When everyone saw this, they all looked puzzled.

"What's going on between the two of them?"

"It looked like a fight."

At first, the two of them ignored the gazes from others, until they met Jiang Fengmian's gaze and were about to explain.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Fengmian saw them and said, "You are so grown up, why are you still like a kid?"

Wei Wuxian put his arm on Jiang Cheng’s shoulder and said, “Uncle Jiang, we had a competition yesterday. Jiang Cheng is really amazing. He will definitely be able to be a good leader.”

Jiang Cheng nudged him with his elbow and told him to take his claws away.

Jiang Fengmian still had a warm smile on his face: "I know you will."

……