[Mo Dao Tongren] Chaomu·Twins

You don't say anything, I know everything.

The two groups fell asleep.Their foreheads touched each other, their small mouths fluttered, and Yinuo in the dream was still holding Ziling's hand.

Seeing that they were fast asleep, Wei Wuxian turned his head and saw that Lan Wangji was still staring down at the two children, his eyes were gentle, and there was a little untraceable emotion hidden in his eyes.

"Lan Zhan..."

Lan Wangji seemed to be awakened by a start, but the next second he recovered calmly, "It's not a coincidence."

Wei Wuxian nodded.Apart from the two of them, no one knew about the imperial corpse in Lianhuawu Lake.Why did the old monk Jin of the Lanling Jin Sect know this news?Wei Wuxian himself doesn't know how strong Ziling's spiritual power is, why is old monk Jin so panic-stricken, convinced that it will bring disaster?So, was it a coincidence to meet the walking corpse that wasn't a water ghost, or was it secretly arranged by someone?

"Everything will have to wait until Jin Ling interrogates, maybe there will be an answer." Wei Wuxian said, "I have to go to Jinlin Terrace again."

"En." Lan Wangji responded.

The bell rang low, and the hour of Hai had arrived.

The two exhausted people can finally let go of their hearts for a while.

The two lay down in their clothes.As usual, Lan Wangji pulled Wei Wuxian into his arms. Today his hands were unexpectedly cold, and his fingertips touched Wei Wuxian's back. Even though he was separated by his underwear, it made him tremble.

Noticing that the person in his arms trembled, Lan Wangji was about to withdraw his hand, but Wei Wuxian grabbed it.

"Why are your hands so cold?" Wei WuXian asked, embracing his sweetheart, tucking his hands into his chest, pausing gently on his back as if to comfort him.Afterwards, he buried his head into the other's neck, exhaled like a light feather, and said with a smile: "Come on, I'll warm up the second brother."

A night without dreams.

The clouds and mists dissipated, and the vast and clear sky was surrounded by white clouds, and the breeze blew past, blowing the thin leaves that were gradually turning red on the treetops.Without the scorching heat wave of summer, nor the cold and snowy winter, the autumn with high sky and light clouds gives just the will.

Wei Wuxian slept in a misty sleep, his upper and lower eyelids were inseparable, he dazedly reached out to touch the person next to the pillow, but missed.

Why do you get up so early again.Obviously didn't sleep for three days.

"Lan Zhan...?" He squeezed out a muffled nasal voice from under the quilt, his eyes still unable to overcome the sleepiness.One arm barely stayed in the air, as if it was about to grab something, and then fell leisurely on the ground, slamming myself awake.

"Huh?" With sleepy eyes, Wei Wuxian propped up his head, regardless of the messy hair on the top of his head, and saw a fairy standing outside the curtain.

Don't even need to think about it, it's his fairy-like Hanguang-jun.

The warm yellow morning sun sprinkled on the white clothes, giving people a layer of golden light.

Well, I must admit that I would be stabbed blind if I looked at it more than once.My husband is beautiful.

Wei Wuxian was immersed in the obsession of color and confusion, and he stretched out his hand to pull the person who was the target of public criticism back to the ground, but he heard the person say: "Yinuo Ziling is still sleeping, you Get some sleep too."

Um?This is different from the previous... how... different...

How are the little bastards... um...with Lan Zhan here...

After thinking about it, he still couldn't resist Zhou Gong's invitation, and fell asleep again in a daze.

When I opened my eyes again, it was already daylight.

Wei Wuxian fumbled to tie himself into a ponytail and put on his clothes, only then did he feel his stomach was empty.He happened to see pastries and fruits on the table, so he picked out an apple, bit it, and walked towards the other room.

The two little bastards had already woken up, the doctor was taking Wei Ziling's pulse, and Lan Yinuo was sitting quietly beside him.

"Sir." Wei Wuxian bowed and walked to the children. "how?"

The old man withdrew his hand and stuffed Ziling's little hand back into the quilt. "No serious problem, just frightened, slightly low-grade fever, and lack of water. Just get more rest."

"Thank you sir." Wei WuXian returned to the room after seeing off the doctor, and asked, "Where's your father?"

"I was there just now, but I was called away by brother Jingyi." Lan Yinuo replied.

Wei Wuxian sat on the edge, bent down to look at the two dumplings, and gently hugged them in his arms.He knew that this was not the time to ask about the situation, and it would be best if he could forget some memories.

"Father and father are here, so nothing will happen to you." At some point, Lan Wangji had entered the quiet room, with his arms around the three most important people in his life, unwilling to part for a long time.

Even after many years, Wei Ziling still remembers this hug.That is the steady temperature coming from the body, that is a stable place that no matter where you wander, you can reach it by turning around.

This place is called home.

"Lan Zhan?" Wei Wuxian felt a little strange.Slightly heavy breathing came from the person behind.He let go of the two balls, turned around, and just touched Lan Wangji's hand, why is it so cold?

He stroked the man's forehead with one hand again, so hot? !

"Lan Zhan, you have a fever!" Lan Wangji, who had never been sick in front of him, was terribly hot at the moment, but there was still no abnormality on his face, only the slightly heavy breathing betrayed this tired body.

"No problem." Lan Wangji pushed Wei Wuxian's hand away, trying to stand up, but staggered a step and almost fell down.

Wei Wuxian grabbed him by the arm.

Heart full of pain.

Say nothing.

I carry everything by myself.

Like not to say.Don't worry about it.Not to mention fear.Not to mention tired.

But, Lan Zhan, I'm here.

"Don't move! Go and lie down on the bed!" Wei Wuxian pulled Lan Wangji and walked into the room, but he didn't expect the man to obediently follow him, and slightly tugged at his clothes with one hand as if flattering him. sleeve.

Wei Wuxian turned his head in surprise, and was suddenly pulled into his arms.

Hot embrace.It almost covers up the previous sandalwood.

"Lan..." Wei Wuxian was about to speak, but this person interrupted: "Don't talk, just stay like this for a while."

Wei Wuxian's heart ached for a while, his hands gently waving on the back of his sweetheart, like comforting a child.

"Lan Zhan... I'm here." Wei Wuxian whispered, feeling the person in his embrace gradually relax.

"Lean on me."

"Ah."

One person walks alone, two people accompany each other, meet each other in this life, and depend on each other.

You don't say anything, I know everything.