When Wei Wuxian traveled back in time

Wei Wuxian thought to himself: If I pretended not to know him and asked him something, would he tell me? But he changed his mind and thought that Lan Zhan would never talk to anyone except him, so he gave up the idea.

Lan Zhan saw that the man in front of him was hesitant and stammering, so he felt that he was not a good person if he didn't say anything. Moreover, he had just rummaged through his Qiankun bag, so he immediately concluded that he was a thief and got out of bed to catch him.

Seeing him rushing towards him aggressively, Wei Wuxian stepped back and distanced himself from him: "Lan Zhan, I am Wei Ying."

"Wei Ying?"

"Yes, yes, yes, I am."

Lan Zhanning looked at his appearance with a frown. Apart from the similarity in clothing style, he had nothing in common with Wei Wuxian. He then rebuked him, “Nonsense!”

Wei Wuxian was not happy about this. He was questioned even after he gave his name. He immediately retorted: "How could I say such nonsense? You, Lan Zhan, got so drunk that you didn't even recognize your Taoist partner!"

"Daoist companion?!" Lan Zhan's mind was already a little confused after the battle of consciousness between the two sides, and now that he was drunk, his mind was even more unclear.

Wei WuXian immediately pulled down his collar, revealing a row of randomly spaced kiss marks on his chest.

Seeing this, Lan Zhan's pupils dilated instantly, and then he immediately looked away.

Wei WuXian came closer to him and said, “You still don’t dare to look? Who was the one who tore my clothes just now? You made all these marks, and you still want to deny it?”

"I..." After hearing this reminder, some scenes from this morning suddenly emerged in his mind, but the memory was still too confusing.

Everything was fragmented and upside down in his mind.

Seeing this, Wei WuXian said, “Give me the Suibian.”

Lan Zhan looked at him without moving.

Wei Wuxian grabbed it from him directly. Lan Zhan wanted to snatch it back, but the drunk Lan Zhan would never use force against someone he knew, not to mention that he was sure in his heart that he should be Wei Ying.

Wei WuXian pulled out his briefcase, pulled out the sword with one hand, and then put it back in.

After they were done, they handed it to him and asked him to pull it out, but Lan Zhan naturally couldn't pull it out.

After explaining and proving it to him, Lan Zhan was stunned, trying to sort out the confusion in his mind.

Wei WuXian pulled him to sit on the bed and tried to ask him a question: "Lan Zhan, do you remember where my clothes in your Qiankun bag came from?"

As he asked the question, Lan Zhan's mind was quickly searching for relevant memories, and then he paused and said, "You fainted, so I'll keep it for you first."

"Dizzy? Why are you dizzy?"

Lan Zhan said, "The hot spring water from the Wen Clan in Qishan cannot be touched."

"Qishan Wen Clan?" He was becoming increasingly confused by what Lan Zhan said. How was he related to Qishan Wen Clan again?

Wei WuXian was just testing whether he would answer all the questions. Since he did answer all of them, he would directly ask the most important one.

"Why are you here?"

"Looking for you."

Little Lan Zhan had consciously said these two words a long time ago, but he had never said why. Just when Wei Wuxian was about to ask further questions, he discovered that something was wrong with Lan Zhan.

The expression on his face suddenly began to show pain, and he held his head tightly with both hands, as if he was trying to drive away something with external force.

This scene was so familiar. It was exactly the same as yesterday when Lan Zhan was struggling to make a choice between the two.

Wei WuXian grabbed his hand tightly and hugged him tightly to prevent him from doing anything dangerous again.

At this moment, Lan Zhan was going through the memories he had accumulated for so long in his mind, and he found that some things simply couldn't be connected.

Sometimes he felt like he was still studying in the Cloud Recesses, sometimes he felt like he and Wei Wuxian had already worshipped heaven and earth and became Taoist companions, sometimes he felt like he was in those endless thirteen years, and sometimes he felt like Wei Ying had returned.

Lan Zhan’s mind was in such a mess that it seemed like it was about to explode, yet he kept repeating his name: “Wei Ying… Wei Ying…”

Wei Wuxian put his arm around his shoulders. He didn't know the magic of illusion and had no way to suppress him, nor could he help him relieve anything. He could only squat beside him and stop him from doing anything bad with his actions. He kept responding to him, and he would respond to every time he called out.

The two of them snuggled together. After an unknown amount of time, Wei WuXian felt that his body had stopped shaking, so he carefully released his hand: “Lan Zhan?”

After calming down, Lan Zhan paused for a moment and uttered a light "hmm".

"I was so scared. Fortunately you woke up. I didn't know how to help you."

"Nothing, everything is normal."

Wei WuXian asked tentatively: "Who are you then?"

Lan Zhan, who had calmed down all of a sudden, looked up at him and said, "I'm sorry, is it not Lan Zhan's true consciousness that disappoints you?"

After getting drunk, Lan Zhan's consciousness closed itself off. The one that woke up just now should be Lan Zhan's original consciousness. But why didn't he recognize himself at first and was a little dazed? It should be that after Lan Zhan's original consciousness was released, it was impacted by all the memories and deviated. His memory was affected too much, causing confusion.

As for the tug of war just now, it was probably because the consciousness had sobered up and wanted to take back the dominant position, and the two consciousnesses began to argue again.

The magic of the phantom demon was still there, and he should have sobered up from the alcohol he drank by now, so little Lan Zhan's original consciousness was suppressed again.

Wei WuXian said: “Not disappointed.”

Lan Zhan: "Do you think I believe it?"

Wei Wuxian didn’t want to talk too much. He just wanted to know what little Lan Zhan meant by looking for him.

Little Lan Zhan first said that he fainted! Then he said that the hot springs of the Wen Clan in Qishan were off limits! Then he came to find me!

Wei WuXian thought about what Lan Zhan had said just now, and an answer was about to come out, but he still couldn’t come to a conclusion.

What Wei Wuxian didn't know was that he had returned from the future to the past. To him, the future world was real, and the past was also real. He was trapped in an obsession with the past, and the illusion in his obsession happened to be a future that could not be more real.

All of this is like a closed loop, future - past - future.

This made Wei Wuxian, who was deeply involved in the situation and didn't know the whole story, unable to make sense of it.

He was a little tired of thinking, so Wei WuXian asked without hope: "Shouldn't you know everything about little Lan Zhan?"

Lan Zhan answered firmly: "I don't know."

In fact, what he said was right. He was just a consciousness derived here. He had no way of invading to check what little Lan Zhan's original body had done before.

Even though he didn't know, out of the instinct of derived consciousness he wouldn't say it even if he knew, let alone he didn't know.

The only thing he knew and was sure of now was that he could not be suppressed by little Lan Zhan's original consciousness, otherwise he would cease to exist.