[Wangxian] Wei Wuxian Milk Doll

Library.

The day after the young Wei Wuxian was punished for copying books.

Wei WuXian rested his chin on his hands and stared at Lan WangJi, who was sitting upright across the table, in a daze.She is dressed in white clothes, her face is like jade, her eyes are as light as glass, elegant and immature.No matter how you look at it, it looks good, but Wei Wuxian always feels that there is something missing from this flawless and beautiful face.

In my impression, the expression on this face is even richer, occasionally smiling.

own impression?Where did these impractical things come from?Wei Wuxian helplessly rolled his eyes to himself, how could Lan Wangji smile at him.Daydreaming it is.

"Sit down." Lan Wangji raised his head and glanced at Wei Wuxian, who was sitting sprawled all over, and said calmly.

"I'm not sitting well enough? I didn't..." The smile on the corner of Wei Wuxian's mouth froze suddenly, no!Where did he say that!The feeling was horribly familiar.

Wei Wuxian's body shook violently, his vision was blurred, his eyes were loose, and a heavy sense of powerlessness rushed to his limbs and bones.Facing Lan Wangji, he raised his hand with difficulty, and said hoarsely, "Lan Zhan...I..."

Before he finished speaking, Lan Wangji raised his head and saw Wei Wuxian lying on his back, and blood dripping from the corner of his mouth.

"Wei Ying!"

Wei Wuxian slumped aside, the last thing his eyes touched were the layers of wooden beams in the Zangshu Pavilion.Immediately afterwards, there was blackness like ink and another disaster.

Slaughter Xuanwu.

Lotus Pier was destroyed.

Jiang Cheng's golden elixir was destroyed.

Cut Dan.

The mass grave fell.

The sign of shooting the sun.

Baifeng Mountain was encircled and suppressed.

Rescue Wen's family.

Jiang Yan divorced and got married.

Qiong Qidao lost control.

Jin Zixuan died.

Warm and tender to go to the crime.

Warm and warm rather than dead.

The Wen family was attacked and killed.

Bloodbath never night.

Jiang Yanli died.

Encirclement and suppression of mass graves.

Shattered to pieces.

Heart-piercing pain, heart-piercing fear.

Just like the beginning of this dream.

Over and over and over and over again.

Wei Wuxian knew something was wrong, this was his previous life.That time from bliss to darkness.What's missing?

Without Lan Zhan, Lan Wangji, and Hanguang-jun.The second elder brother Lan who let himself go no matter how he made trouble.

This dream is not without him, but it is not the Lan Zhan Wei Wuxian wants.

It wasn't Lan Zhan who appeared in front of his increasingly miserable self time and time again and wanted to dissuade him, no, no, no!

Wei Wuxian once thought about what would happen if everything started again, if he hadn't saved Mianmian and Lan Zhan back then.But now, the past is repeating itself, this is his dream, but he has never thought about changing it.

He can neither watch Mian Mian disfigured and Lan Zhan injured, nor can he watch Lianhuawu destroyed, and the people who love him and think about him die one by one.

I thought I wouldn't care about these anymore, it's been a long time, hasn't it?

It's a pity not, the deeper the memory, the clearer it becomes.

If only he hadn't been there in the first place.

Never appeared?

The dream began to reincarnate again.Young Wei Wuxian sat on the side of the street, looked up at Jiang Fengmian who was walking towards him, stood up and took two steps back, passed Jiang Fengmian and rushed to the middle of the street.Seeing the carriage approaching at high speed, Wei Wuxian smiled at Jiang Fengmian.

Uncle Jiang, I can't trouble you anymore.

outside the dream.Quiet room.

Lan Wangji sat by the bed and changed the towel that was placed on Wei Wuxian's forehead to cool down again.

It's the third day.

The symposium was coming to an end, and Lan Xichen had visited several times and tried many methods, but none of them worked.Lan Wangji just sat by the bed, poured spiritual power into Wei Wuxian to lower his body temperature, and never left for a moment.

The sleeping Wei Wuxian whimpered and cried a few times at first, but then there was no sound other than the slight sound of breathing, calm and silent, deathly silent.

On the fourth day, ugly time.

By that time, Wei Wuxian's body temperature had slowly returned to normal.When it was ugly, Wei Wuxian woke up without any signs.

But he didn't say a word or twitter and rushed towards Lan Zhan, just kept his sleepy movements, eyes open, didn't know what he was staring at, and remained motionless.

Lan Wangji held Wei Wuxian's hand, Wei Wuxian's original joy of waking up gradually faded, and his heart sank to the bottom.

He didn't know what happened in Wei Wuxian's dream, but he could guess that it probably wouldn't be a good thing.

And Wei Wuxian's consciousness is still stuck in the scene when the galloping carriage rushed towards him.

"Lan Zhan..." Wei Wuxian's voice seemed to come from afar, so empty that he couldn't find a place to return.

"Yeah, I'm here." Seeing that Wei Wuxian finally spoke out, Lan Wangji breathed a sigh of relief, before he could relax his frowning brows, Wei Wuxian followed up with a sentence, causing his brows to gather again. There was a chill.

"You said it would have been nice if I hadn't been there in the first place." Wei Wuxian's empty eyes were filled with tears that rolled silently.A strong force came from his hand, and the next moment, Lan Wangji was already tightly hugging him into his arms.

Wei WuXian rested his head on Lan WangJi's shoulder, his tone was calm, but tears kept rolling down his chin.

"Then Uncle Jiang, Mrs. Yu, Senior Sister, Lianhuawu won't end up like that."

Lan Wangji's hand holding Wei Wuxian kept tightening, and he lowered his head and bit Wei Wuxian's shoulder.

This bite finally brought back Wei Wuxian's broken consciousness.Wei Wuxian raised his hand to hug Lan Wangji back, his body trembling in pain, and a scream as if he was dying came out of his throat, "Why! Why do you have to do it all over again! Why!"