【Xiyao】Snow in Zhaocheng

When Lan Xichen woke up the next day, the first thing he did when he opened his eyes was to look to his side. He saw Song Yao lying there quietly, with his hands neatly placed by his sides. Immediately opened his eyes, seeing Lan Xichen got up, he immediately sat up, jumped out of bed and quickly got dressed.

Lan Xichen could tell at a glance that he had woken up a long time ago, he must have been afraid of disturbing him, so he just lay there all the time, not even daring to move.

Lan Xichen couldn't help being a little amused, straightened the forehead in his hand, patted Song Yao's head with his free hand, and asked him with a smile, "Are you hungry?"

Song Yao nodded obediently.

Lan Xichen couldn't help being handsome, and his eyes softened. He was originally handsome, but now the corners of his lips were slightly curved, and a soft smile overflowed, like a sunny day after the rain, and he saw Song Yao's beauty. Startled, Lan Xichen led him out of the inner room before he recovered his senses.

These days, in order to take care of Song Yao's mother and son, Lan Xichen had saved money early in a nearby restaurant, and made an appointment with the restaurant staff to deliver three meals a day on time, and it happened to be the time for delivery.

Song Yao wanted to go to get it first, but Lan Xichen pulled her back before she stepped out of the threshold. Immediately after her shoulders sank, Lan Xichen took off the cloak and put it on Song Yao.

The cloak was naturally made according to Lan Xichen's size, and now it was draped over Song Yao's body, with the hem straight down to her ankles, making Song Yao look extraordinarily thin.

Lan Xichen's eyes dimmed, and he eased the sudden pain in his heart, then he lowered his head and carefully tied the belt of Song Yao's cloak, and went out with him to get food.

After telling the clerk not to come again in the future, Lan Xichen and Song Yao returned to the room, and Song Yao immediately rushed to arrange the food in the food box, and sat down at the table in an upright manner.

Lan Xichen thought he was hungry and was laughing at himself, but found that Song Yao was just sitting there quietly without moving his chopsticks, Lan Xichen couldn't help being a little puzzled.

He picked up the chopsticks in front of him, picked up a piece of fish meat, picked out the thorns and put it on Song Yao's plate. Then Song Yao ate at a gentle but not slow speed like a pardoned man.

Lan Xichen was stunned for a moment, and suddenly realized that Song Yao was waiting for him to move his chopsticks before making any move.

If others were around, they would probably only say that this young man is well-behaved and polite, he is a malleable talent, but Lan Xichen knows Jin Guangyao too well, he knows very well that this cautious behavior has nothing to do with being obedient and obedient.

Song Yao was so cautious because she was afraid that he would abandon him.

After all, a 14-year-old boy lost his mother suddenly, no matter how tough his heart was, he would definitely feel uneasy.

Then in the previous life, Jin Guangyao never met Lan Xichen when he was young, and what he suffered was either the contempt and white eyes of the people or the ridicule and even bullying from others. What should Jin Guangyao look like at that time?

Lan Xichen couldn't help but frowned. Facing the table of food, he suddenly felt dull. He put down his chopsticks, but he didn't want Song Yao, who was opposite him, to see this, and stopped his movements.

Lan Xichen couldn't help but sighed in his heart, so he had no choice but to pick up the chopsticks again, put some dishes into Song Yao's bowl, and sighed softly: "A Yao, you don't have to be so cautious in front of me, I If I promise to take you away, I will definitely do what I say."

Song Yao froze, his eyes suddenly felt hot, he slowly lowered his head, looked at the food in the bowl, and responded in a low voice.

Lan Xichen stroked his hair with a light smile, pretending to be serious and said, "It's time to grow your body, how can you eat so little, don't leave the table until you finish this bowl of rice."

He looked stern, but he couldn't hide the gentleness in his tone. The gentleness wrapped around Song Yao's heart like a silk thread. Song Yao settled down and bowed her head obediently.

After he finished eating, Lan Xichen said, "Is there anything else to bring? If not, I'll take you back to Gusu."

Song Yao's eyes lit up when she heard the words, and she immediately said, "I want to bring my mother's belongings."

Lan Xichen nodded in agreement, and after Song Yao had cleaned up, he took him all the way back to Yunshen with his sword.

Even though Lan Xichen was protecting Song Yao all the way, Song Yao's face was still pale and her palms were soaked in cold sweat when she reached Yunshen.

Lan Xichen held onto his arm worriedly, and couldn't help showing a bit of worry and self-blame, and said in a low voice, "It's because I didn't think carefully, I didn't expect you to be so uncomfortable... A Yao, are you OK?"

Song Yao pursed her lips and tried her best to smile, concealed the slight trembling of her fingertips, and said calmly, "I'm fine...it's just that I feel a little uncomfortable when I suddenly come to such a high place."

He smiled wryly, lowered his eyes slightly and said: "When I was a child there... I was pushed down the stairs and it hurt a bit, so..."

Lan Xichen pointed at his lips, and stopped his unfinished words.

Song Yao is afraid of heights.

Lan Xichen realized this when he was wielding a sword. He was always steady when wielding a sword. Normally, even a mortal who had never wielded a sword shouldn't feel uncomfortable. Xichen didn't dare to look down at Xichen's sleeves, but Lan Xichen suggested several other ways to travel, but Song Yao shook his head and refused.

Lan Xichen knew that Song Yao was very strong, and seeing his pale face at this moment, he couldn't help but feel soft. He was about to pat him on the shoulder to comfort him, but he suddenly froze.

He suddenly remembered that Jin Guangyao had been kicked off the Jinlin Tower twice, and the height of the Jinlin Tower was many times higher than a small Chu Pavilion.

But Jin Guangyao concealed it so well that Lan Xichen never knew that he was actually afraid of heights.

Lan Xichen felt shivering in his heart, and the hand that was frozen in mid-air finally fell on Song Yao's shoulder. He said in a low but firm voice, "It won't happen in the future."

Song Yao's heart trembled, but before he could speak, several voices not far away called out in surprise at the same time: "...Zewu Jun?"

Lan Xichen turned his head, and saw Lan Sizhui, Lan Jingyi and his party, carrying a bundle and wearing a sword, as if preparing to go down the mountain.

In previous years, Lan Xichen would never come back when he went out for a wandering in less than five months. Apparently, they didn't expect him to come back so early this time. Their expressions were a little subtle for a while, but they still greeted each other in a well-behaved way. The rabbit raised by Lan Wangji.

Lan Xichen knew what they looked like when he saw them, and said with a smile, "Are you going to go hunting at night?"

Hearing this, several people were immediately downcast, like an eggplant beaten by frost, Lan SiZhui replied in a muffled voice, "Yes."

Some time ago, they were severely reprimanded by Lan Qiren for night hunting with Wen Ning. They were fined to stand on their hands and copy the house rules, and they were strictly ordered not to go out for night hunting for several months. The man obviously sneaked out while Lan Qiren was away.

Lan Xichen looked at the dark head in front of him, amused in his heart, and said softly, "Go."

Several people raised their heads and looked at him in surprise. Lan Xichen smiled and added, "Don't let uncle find out."

Everyone cheered, and after the tension passed, they found Song Yao who had been standing quietly by the side. Lan Sixuan asked, "Mr. Zewu, this is?"

Lan Xichen pulled him in front of him, and introduced him, "This is Song Yao, who will be just like you from now on, a descendant of the Gusu Lan clan."

Song Yao was suddenly pulled in front of people, but she wasn't nervous. She saluted Lan Sizhui and the others generously, which was exactly the etiquette that Lan Sizhui and the others did just now. The descendants of the Lan family still need standards.

Several people couldn't help feeling fond of Song Yao, and immediately returned the salute, chatted with Song Yao a few words, and then bid farewell to Lan Xichen, and went down the mountain to find Wen Ning and Jin Ling.

Lan Xichen didn't take Song Yao back to his residence, but went to look for Lan Wangji and Wei Wuxian. Lan Wangji's residence was empty, so Lan Xichen thought about it and took Song Yao to the library. Court.

From a distance, the window on the second floor of Zangshu Pavilion was open, and Lan Wangji, who was dressed in Lan's school uniform, was standing by the window, while Wei Wuxian was hanging directly on the Lan Wangji, and Lan Xichen was far away. Then I heard Wei Wuxian say in a frivolous tone: "Second Brother Lan, when you were here watching me copy the house rules, you were going to be so mad at me, thinking how to bully me?"

He frivolously picked Lan Wangji's chin, narrowed his eyes slightly, and said with a smile: "To be honest, Lan Zhan, do you really want to be here with me..."

Lan Wangji's expression remained unchanged, and he said, "Try."

Wei Wuxian: "Oh...huh??"

Lan Wangji looked down at him, and repeated, "Try tonight."

Seeing the two getting closer, Lan Xichen subconsciously raised his hand to cover Song Yao's eyes, and coughed lightly.

The two people upstairs heard the sound and looked down. Seeing that it was Lan Xichen, Wei Wuxian reluctantly got off Lan Wangji's fuselage. He has always been thick-skinned, and now he looks like the nasty talker just now. It's not like him, he leaned against the window as if he had no bones, and greeted him with a smile: "Mr. Zewu, are you back so early this time?"

Lan Wangji held him by the collar to make him stand still, and called his brother as usual, but his ears turned red.

His eyes fell on Song Yao who was at the side, and he seemed to realize something, his brows slowly frowned, and asked, "Brother, what is this?"

Lan Xichen said, "This is Ayao."

He turned his head to look at Song Yao, and said, "This is my younger brother Wang Ji, and this is Mr. Wei."

Song Yao still respectfully greeted the two of them.

Lan Wangji and Wei Wuxian understood the address as soon as they heard it. Lan Wangji's face was still cold and serious, but his eyes showed obvious concern and worry. Wei Wuxian also slowly smiled, with a little more seriousness in his eyes Come.

Lan Xichen knew that they were worried, so before they could say anything, he said, "I have already taken him in as a disciple of the Lan family, and I will take him with me to teach him well in the future. You don't have to worry, Wangji, today I will take A Yao to resettle him first. Come down, let’s talk about other things tomorrow.”

Lan Wangji paused, but finally nodded.

Looking at the backs of Lan Xichen and Song Yao leaving, Lan Wangji's pale eyes darkened slightly, and his heart was complicated.

Wei Wuxian poked him, and said, "Don't be so serious, he's just a teenager now, your brother will take good care of him."

Lan Wangji turned to look at him and nodded.

Wei Wuxian's heart is not dead, seeing him looking over, he hung his whole body on him again, and whispered into his ear, "Then... shall we continue?"

Lan Wangji: "...um."

……

Lan Xichen didn't know what the two of them were thinking. After he brought Song Yao back to the cold room, someone brought Song Yao some clothes. It was a brand new set of Lan's school uniform.

Lan Xichen then asked Song Yao to try it on, but after a while, when Song Yao came out from behind the screen, Lan Xichen was stunned.

In the previous life, Jin Guangyao was used to the luxurious and dignified appearance of Jin Xingxuelang. At this time, Song Yao was dressed in snow white, with curly moiré patterns on her forehead covering the strange birthmark between her eyebrows, standing there upright, It seems that the whole person is gentle and handsome, which is not out of line at all.

Lan Xichen's heart skipped a beat, he stepped forward to straighten Song Yao's forehead, seeing his well-behaved appearance, he couldn't help but smile.

He was really happy.

Lan Xichen smiled lightly, filled with infinite joy and satisfaction.

He should be thankful that it wasn't too late when he found Song Yao. At this time, Song Yao didn't have such deep hatred in his heart. He could still take him by his side, care about him, teach him, and teach him what he missed in his previous life. Yes, give it back to him.