The Untamed: Wei Wuxian Reborn as a Child

Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, it is the New Year again. The clouds are deep and unknown, and everything is covered in silver, like a peaceful world of ice and snow.

Wei Wuxian, the once free and unrestrained boy, now has his own place in the Cloud Recesses.

This was his first time celebrating the New Year in the Cloud Recesses, and his heart was filled with anticipation and excitement.

He had bought all sorts of decorations from Caiyi Town early in the morning and began to decorate his room meticulously. Red silk, lanterns, and the Chinese character for "Fu" (meaning "blessing") – every detail was filled with festive atmosphere.

Lan Wangji followed quietly behind him, silently helping out. He watched Wei Wuxian busying around, his eyes filled with tenderness.

Lan Qingheng also took into consideration the fact that this was Wei Wuxian's first time celebrating Chinese New Year at the Lan Clan. He inquired about Wei Wuxian's personality and preferences, and ordered the kitchen to prepare some of Wei Wuxian's favorite dishes.

Although the Lan family's rules were strict, Lan Qingheng had reduced them considerably since Wei Wuxian's arrival, abolishing all the insignificant ones. This New Year's Festival was therefore even more lively.

In the evening, the time for the reunion dinner finally arrived. The Lan family members came to the banquet hall one after another. Lan Qingheng and Long Xiyue sat at the high seats, and the other relatives sat in order.

Lan Qingheng solemnly spoke New Year's greetings in a steady and powerful voice. Then, the sound of the food being served rang out, and delicious dishes were brought to the table.

Wei Wuxian looked at the table full of delicious food with great joy, but suddenly realized that the dish in front of him was different from the others.

He turned to look at Lan Wangji and asked in confusion, "Lan Zhan, why are my dishes different from yours?"

Lan Wangji looked at him, his eyes gentle as he said, "Father was worried that you wouldn't be used to the Lan family's food, so he came to ask me what dishes you like and prepared them especially for you."

Wei Wuxian's heart was filled with warmth for a moment, and he simply said, "Lan Zhan, thank you."

Lan Wangji shook his head slightly and said, "That's the reason."

After dinner, Lan Qingheng gave the younger generation lucky money. Lan Wangji and Wei Wuxian also took out the red envelopes they had prepared and handed them out to the younger generation one by one. One of them, a child about ten years old wearing a headband, looked at Wei Wuxian with admiration.

Only then did Lan Wangji say, "This is Lan Jingyi, registered under the name of Third Uncle. His parents died during a night hunt."

Wei Wuxian looked at Lan Jingyi, a wave of pity welling up in his heart. He squatted down, gently touched Lan Jingyi's head, and said, "Little guy, you must work hard in the future."

Lan Jingyi nodded vigorously, his eyes full of determination.

Lan Jingyi said: "Jingxing Jun, can you teach me how to draw talismans?"

Wei Wuxian looked at Lan Jingyi and asked, "Why do you want me to teach you?"

Lan Jingyi's eyes sparkled as he said, "Because you're amazing! I've heard about your prowess since I was very young. I admire you so much and have always regarded you as my role model. I want to be as amazing as you!"

Wei Wuxian felt a little embarrassed by the praise, and Lan Wangji said, "After the New Year, Wei Ying will start teaching talismans. You can study together then."

Wei Wuxian looked at Lan Wangji in confusion, then understood instantly and said nothing.

Lan Jingyi was extremely excited when he heard this and said, "I understand. Then Han Guangjun, Jing Xingjun, I will take my leave now."

This New Year's Eve was so special to Wei Wuxian. He felt the warmth of home in the Cloud Recesses and the love and care from the Lan Clan.

Although time passes quickly, this warmth will remain in his heart forever.

On this quiet night, the Cloud Recesses was brightly lit, and laughter and joy filled the air. Wei Wuxian looked at Lan Wangji beside him, his heart filled with happiness.

They have been through so many ups and downs together, and now they can finally enjoy this moment of peace and warmth here.

He thought of his former self, the unrestrained and flamboyant boy, who now also had concerns and attachments.

Lan Wangji, the person who has always been by his side, is the most important person in his life. The feelings between them, without the need for words, have already been deeply engraved in each other's hearts.

The festive atmosphere gradually faded, and the Cloud Recesses returned to its former tranquility. Wei Wuxian and Lan Wangji walked hand in hand on the snow, leaving behind a trail of footprints. Their figures, shimmering in the moonlight, seemed so harmonious, like a beautiful painting.