[Chen Qingling] The old man sighs

Wei Wuxian followed Lan Zhan to class for a few days, seeing Lan Wangji's tired expression, it was unavoidable that his heart ached, he held Lan Wangji's face with one hand, looked around a few times, "Hey, look, it's all You've lost weight, hurry up and let my brother love you well."

Lan Wangji: "..."

Wei Wuxian said again: "Your uncle is still awake? If I knew it earlier, I shouldn't have let him drink."

Lan Wangji said, "It's nothing." He paused, and then added, "Maybe Uncle is just too tired."

Ever since Lan Xichen retreated, almost all the big and small matters in this Yunshen unknown place have fallen on Lan Qiren, so getting drunk like this is not a bad thing.

"If not, I'll help you share the class tomorrow." Wei Wuxian blamed himself a little, all because of his idiot.

As if he didn't expect Wei Wuxian to say that, Lan Wangji was stunned for a moment, and looked at him in amazement.

"I'm listening to today's class, Lan Zhan, are you talking about the Sun Shooting Controversy?" Wei Wuxian was talking, his hands were not idle, he pulled up a lock of Lan Wangji's hair, and let it go on his finger After a few laps, "If you want to talk about the battle of shooting the sun, I am most familiar with it. I will tell them about it."

Lan Wangji seemed to want to say something, but he hesitated, saying, "Say, do you want to talk?"

Wei WuXian suddenly sat upright, his eyes were extremely sincere and he said, "Second brother Lan, can you please?"

Lan Wangji smiled slightly, "Okay."

Seeing his expression, Wei Wuxian couldn't hold back, quickly kissed him on the cheek, and said, "I knew you were the best."

On the second day, Lan Wangji brought breakfast. He was just about to wake someone up, but he saw that the person on the bed had already got up, put on his clothes, rubbed his waist and said, "Second Brother Lan, you were amazing last night." , I’m going to get out of bed now.”

Lan Wangji: "..."

The two of them fell asleep after talking about things last night. Lan Wangji didn't know what Wei Wuxian said was so powerful.

Ever since Wei Wuxian lived in the quiet room, he hadn't gone out for breakfast. It was always Lan Wangji who came every day with a box of food, so he almost had to feed it.

Lan Wangji put the porridge in the food box on the table, and said calmly, "Stop acting, come over to eat, the food will be cold."

With his shoes on, Wei Wuxian walked over a few steps, held Lan Wangji's face in his hands and kissed him vigorously, and then sat down obediently.

He picked up the bowl and took a sip of porridge, "Lan Zhan, do you know why I got up so early today?"

Lan Wangji was very cooperative and said, "Why?"

Wei Wuxian said: "I had a dream last night, and I dreamed that you became an old man, older than your uncle, and more than that. I'm talking to you, but you can't seem to see me. I'm so anxious."

Lan Wangji watched him finish the porridge in the bowl, "I thought it was because of today's homework."

He patted his chest in shock, "I was scared to death, Brother Lan, you didn't talk to me in your dream. My heart is going to be cold." After a while, Wei Wuxian finally realized that Lan Wangji He said something, and said: "Schoolwork? Of course, there is also such a reason, hahaha."

Lan Wangji said seriously, "I won't ignore you."

The sun shines through the magnolia branches outside the window and hits the ground. Even after ten years, the position of this tree has not changed, just like his heart.

After breakfast, Wei Wuxian's heart felt alive. He didn't finish talking about the dream just now.He dreamed that in his dream, he hadn't been sacrificed and returned. Many years later, Lan Wangji would also be old. He set up a tombstone for Wei Wuxian, and would come to sit in front of the tomb when he was free.

He carefully wiped the dust on the tombstone with his sleeve, and said to himself: "Wei Ying, after I die, can I be buried with you? It doesn't matter if you let me go."

He did not find Wei Wuxian's remnant soul.

The only thing he kept was the sachet that he secretly hid back then.

Wei Wuxian watched from the sidelines, his heart was about to burst out, he desperately called Lan Zhan, but no one responded to him.

Wei Wuxian couldn't eat much, Lan Wangji was picking up the leftovers on the table, Wei Wuxian suddenly called him to stop.

He looked up and saw that Wei Wuxian had a complicated expression, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

"Huh? What's wrong?" Lan Wangji asked.

Wei Wuxian said, "Lan Zhan, let's be buried together after death, okay?"

Hearing this sentence, Lan Wangji stopped his hand, dropped his chopsticks on the ground, thought of something, the corners of his lips trembled, and after a long time, he said: "No, say that word."

Wei Wuxian's face froze, the sour feeling in the dream overwhelming.

"Okay, okay, I won't say that word, let's put it another way," Wei Wuxian threw himself into Lan Wangji's arms, wrapping his arms around his neck tightly, "We will always be together."

Lan Wangji felt that Wei Wuxian was very abnormal today, but he didn't say anything, he just reached out and hugged him tightly, "Okay."

Wei Wuxian did not inform these juniors in advance that Wei Wuxian replaced Lan Wangji in class, so after Wei Wuxian left, the students' eyes almost popped out.

"Jin Ling, don't sleep." Lan Sizhui shook his deskmate who was still sleeping hard, "Your uncle is here."

"Uncle?" Jin Ling said it once before he woke up suddenly, raised his head and said, "Uncle, I was wrong! I don't dare to sleep in class anymore, don't beat me with purple electricity."

Wei Wuxian twirled the flute, with a smile on his lips, "Don't worry, Uncle won't beat you with purple lightning." He looked at Jin Ling's appearance, and said with a smile, "Jin Ling, you are quite courageous, you dare to sleep in class .”

When Jin Ling heard the voice, he lowered his arms slowly, "Why are you? Class is about to start, what are you doing here?"

"I'm your uncle too," Wei Wuxian knocked on his desk while pinching his hand, "Why am I here? What else can I do, of course I'm here for class. You stand up, and I'll test you first."

The students were shocked: "Class? What class?"

Wei Wuxian smiled slightly: "Continue what Hanguang-Jun told you yesterday, about the Sun Shooting Controversy."

As soon as the voice fell, the school fell silent.There is no sound, and a needle can be heard.

Jin Ling didn't move, and Wei Wuxian wasn't in a hurry, he just quietly looked out the window, showing a kind smile.

"Jin Ling, Hanguang-jun is watching you from outside. If you don't listen to me, how do you think Hanguang-jun will punish you?"

Jin Ling looked towards Wei Wuxian's gaze, and as expected, a tall and tall figure was standing under the magnolia flowers, with a pair of light-colored eyes, staring at him.

Jin Ling's throat rolled, he glanced at Lan Sizhui for help, and then slowly stood up.

Wei Wuxian nodded in satisfaction, and asked, "Although you haven't experienced the Sun Shooting Controversy, you have definitely heard it mentioned by your father or family members, and Hanguang-Jun also talked about it yesterday, so good, Jin Ling, let me first Let me ask you a simple question, what was the target of the Sun Shooting Controversy?"

Hearing these words, Jin Ling lifted his chin, "Who doesn't know about this. In the battle of shooting the sun, the Qishan Wen family was the target."

Wei Wuxian asked again: "Then why is it not called the dispute over the temperature?"

Jin Ling was taken aback for a moment, and then continued: "The dispute over shooting temperature is so ugly, such a famous war naturally deserves a resounding title!"

Wei Wuxian scratched his chin with his fingers, and said with a smile, "So it's just for the sake of sounding good. Hahaha, Jin Ling, you are really good."

Jin Ling crossed his arms and said proudly, "Of course. I'm smarter than ever."

Lan Jingyi laughed out loud from behind, slapped the table and mocked: "You can pull Miss Jin down, you are the only one who is so smart, hahahahaha, you are laughing at me to death, if sir is here, you will have to be punished." Your fine handwriting is broken."

Wei Wuxian said, "Jingyi, tell me your opinion."

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Lan Zhan: Wei Ying finally loves me.

Wei Ying: These students are in my hands.