When Wei Wuxian traveled back in time

Hearing this, Lan Zhan didn't say anything. He squatted down and sat back down.

Wei Wuxian sighed. To be honest, he really didn't want him to drink, but there was nothing he could do.

He picked up the cup in his hand and hesitated for a moment, then mercifully poured him a sip, yes, just one sip. Wei Wuxian warned, “You can only drink one sip, not more.”

"..." Lan Zhan glanced at the pitifully small amount of wine in the cup and asked, "Why?"

Wei WuXian complained without exaggeration: "Why else? Of course it's because of your touching alcohol tolerance. Let alone one glass, I think this one sip can knock you out."

Lan Zhan frowned slightly, obviously not believing what he said.

Seeing his doubt, Wei WuXian handed him the glass of wine he had poured: “How can I lie to you? If you don’t believe me, just try it.”

Just give it a try, he immediately picked up the wine glass and was about to put it to his mouth, but at the critical moment Wei WuXian reached out and grabbed his arm: “Wait wait wait wait, let’s eat first, and then drink after that.”

Lan Zhan was puzzled: "Why?"

"Why so many whys? Eat first. I've already poured you a glass of wine. Are you afraid that I'll take your drink?"

Wei WuXian took the wine glass from his hand and put it aside.

Seeing this, he didn't ask any more questions. The dishes Wei Wuxian ordered included both meat and vegetables, spicy and light, so they were enough for him to swallow.

After the two finished their meal and cleaned up, there was only half a pot of wine and two wine glasses left on the table.

Wei Wuxian put his wine glass aside and picked up the half-full pot of wine to drink.

After taking a sip, Wei WuXian wiped his mouth, looked at the wine in his glass, and made a few "tsk tsk tsk" sounds playfully.

Lan Zhan didn't care. He calmly picked up the cup and drank it like him.

With just one sip, Lan Zhan put down the glass and sipped it calmly. Before he took the second sip, the taste of the wine in his mouth had almost disappeared.

Despite this, he could still vaguely sense that the wine had a very mellow and fragrant smell. Perhaps it was because he had only taken a sip, he did not feel any unpleasant taste in the wine. Instead, it seemed to have a hint of sweetness in the aftertaste.

Wei Wuxian watched his reaction intently, and seeing that his eyes were clear and he was not asleep as he had imagined, he slowly breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, Lan Zhan would not get drunk with just one sip of wine.

As soon as he finished speaking, he was about to ask him how the wine tasted and whether it was good or not.

Wei Wuxian discovered that Lan Zhan’s eyes were no longer focused as he stared at him, and were beginning to become cloudy.

Wei WuXian called out to him twice: “Lan Zhan! Lan Zhan!”

Hearing this, Lan Zhan shook his head and said "hmm" softly, then he couldn't hold on any longer and fell asleep with his forehead supported by one hand.

“Damn it!!!” Wei Wu wanted to scream to the sky. He knew Lan Zhan didn’t drink much, but he couldn’t be that drunk!! He could really get drunk with just one sip of wine.

The grown-up Lan Zhan drinks one glass of wine at a time, while the child Lan Zhan drinks one gulp at a time. If you calculate it this way over time, it seems reasonable.

Wei Wuxian looked at the sleeping Lan Zhan and couldn't help smacking his lips. He stared at him for a while, then stood up, picked up one of his arms and helped him onto the bed.

One of the reasons why he didn't want him to drink was because Lan Zhan would be much more unrestrained after being drunk, but when he realized that Lan Zhan was already very unrestrained, how unrestrained could Lan Zhan be after being drunk?

Thinking of this, Wei Wuxian felt that it was nothing. He reached his hand into Lan Zhan’s clothes and searched up and down for a long time but couldn’t find his talisman.

He muttered, "Shouldn't it be? I remember he took it out from his sleeve, how come it's gone?"

Wei WuXian searched for a while but still couldn't find it, so he dug out some silver and a Qiankun bag.

He wondered if Lan Zhan had put something in there, so he reached out to take it out.

He actually found it this time, Wei Wuxian happily took it out, spread the paper and took a closer look, it turned out to be the letter he wrote to trick little Lan Zhan and Wei Wuxian into being in Yunmeng! !

Unexpectedly, he folded it neatly and put it away in his Qiankun bag.

Wei Wuxian fumbled around for a while, and what he took out really shocked him. There were really all kinds of things in there.

Loquat, the rice paper with words on it, the Bichen Sword, and his casualness! Even a set of clothes!!!

"..." Wei Wuxian was dumbfounded. He unfolded the neatly folded clothes bit by bit and found that this was the school uniform he wore when he was a child in the Jiang family.

Wei Wuxian thought: How come my childhood clothes are in Lan Zhan's hands? He didn't remember them being close enough to keep each other's clothes when they were little.

However, he could help Lan Zhan keep his clothes when he was a child, but Lan Zhan when he was a child would glare at him and look like he never wanted to see him again. He said he was unfamiliar with him in everything and then distanced himself from him. It was simply a fantasy to ask him to keep his clothes for his family.

So what exactly happened? This puzzled Wei WuXian.

Wei Wuxian was thinking too seriously and was startled by Lan Zhan who suddenly sat up and held his arm. The loquat in his hand fell to the ground and rolled around twice.

Wei WuXian retracted his gaze and looked at him and said, “Lan Zhan, you’re awake!”

Lan Zhan looked at the loquats on the ground and the other things in his hands. The hand holding his arm suddenly tightened and he said in a bad tone, "Let go."

Why is Lan Zhan so fierce? ! !

Feeling the pain in his arm getting worse, Wei WuXian said repeatedly: “Okay, okay, I won’t touch it, I won’t touch it.”

Wei WuXian put down everything in his hands and placed them in front of him.

Seeing that he didn't take anything else, Lan Zhan let go of his hand.

Wei WuXian stepped aside and watched him put back the things he had just taken out of his Qiankun bag one by one.

After he had packed everything, he raised his eyes to look at Wei Wuxian. The look in his eyes made his heart beat violently.

Lan Zhan, who was calm, cold and expressionless, was so scary.

Wei Wuxian swallowed his saliva, then looked down and saw the loquat at his feet. Under his gaze, he bent down to pick it up and wiped it with his clothes before handing it to him.

Lan Zhan took it without saying a word and put it in together.

“…” Wei WuXian said, “You don’t want to eat it? It feels ripe when I touch it. It will go bad if you don’t eat it now.”

Lan Zhan ignored him, he put away the Qiankun bag and put it in his arms.

He was more curious than ever about Lan Zhan being so cold, so he asked tentatively: "Lan Zhan, do you still recognize me?"

Lan Zhan glanced at him and asked, "Who are you?"

Interesting, after drinking a sip of wine he even forgot about the person, Lan Zhan is really good at getting drunk!