[Wangxian] Wei Wuxian Milk Doll

Lan Xichen didn't expect Jiang Cheng's reaction to be so big. He knew that Jiang Cheng had resentment in his heart, but the resentment was so heavy that it affected Jiang Cheng's heart.So much so that when he wants to let go of this resentment, this resentment will in turn erode Jiang Cheng's body.

But even if Jiang Cheng passed out, Lan Xichen's intertwined hands were still tightly held.How can a drowning man let go of the thing that can get him to shore?

In desperation, Lan Xichen couldn't let Jiang Cheng lean to the side, so he hugged Jiang Cheng to his bed with great difficulty, and pulled the quilt to cover it slightly.And Lan Xichen himself had to sit by the bed and wait for Jiang Cheng to wake up.

Unity time.

As the sky was getting dark, Lan Wangji took Wei Wuxian to the cold room after settling the guests.Because I heard that Lan Xichen didn't show up at the meeting all afternoon, Lan Wangji had to go and have a look if something happened.

"I heard that Jiang Cheng is gone too!" Wei Wuxian lay on Lan Wangji's back, resting his chin on Lan Wangji's shoulder, and turned his head to look at Lan Wangji's profile.The lingering shadow of the setting sun coated this finely crafted face with a layer of holy brilliance. It is no exaggeration to say that it was an exile who came to the world.

"However, no one has notified Sect Master Jiang that he has left."

"Yeah, it's strange, where did Jiang Cheng go?"

Wei Wuxian wandered around the venue all afternoon with Lan Wangji, and finally got tired and yelled for Lan Wangji to carry him on his back.Lan Wangji would never refuse Wei Wuxian's request, and just like that, he recited it all the way to the cold room.

"Zewu-jun? Zewu-jun, are you there?" Seeing that the door of the cold room was closed, but the light was on.Standing next to Lan Wangji, Wei Wuxian stretched out his hand and tapped lightly a few times.

"Push the door and come in." Lan Xichen's voice came from inside the door, hearing what he said, Wei Wuxian pushed the door open and pulled Lan Wangji in.

"Brother...what are you?" Lan Wangji walked into the inner room and was so frightened by the two people lying on the bed, one unconscious and one awake, that he couldn't hold back such a sentence, while Wei Wuxian, who was beside him, directly I was so scared that I couldn't even speak.

Seeing the blood on the corner of Jiang Cheng's mouth in a trance, Wei Wuxian stepped forward, his hand was about to stretch out, and his voice trembled: "What...what's the matter, this is..."

Lan Xichen sighed lightly and said, "It's all about rushing."

"Hurry up?" Wei WuXian frowned, stretched out his hand to catch Jiang Cheng's pulse, his expression became more and more serious.Withdrew his hand for a while, and said in a deep voice: "The pulse is so chaotic, the spiritual power is countercurrent, and it's in a mess. Mr. Zewu, what happened to Jiang Cheng?"

Lan Xichen looked away from Lan Wangji and Wei Wuxian, and tucked the quilt over Jiang Cheng.Because he didn't know when Jiang Cheng would wake up, and the sky was getting dark and the night was cool, so he took off Jiang Cheng's shoes and hugged him to bed and lay down.

"Resentment is stagnant, phagocytosis."

"Maybe it can be solved?" Lan Wangji, who had been silent for a long time, finally spoke, and pulled Wei Wuxian back to his side, signaling him not to be impatient.

"It's up to him. This resentment depends on him, but I believe in Sect Master Jiang." Lan Xichen looked up at Lan Wangji and continued, "You guys go back first, I'm here..." Jiang Cheng lifted his head. If you hold hands, it means that you are not very convenient.

"Let Si Zhui and the others handle the matters following the symposium. I have already told them, and this is also an experience for them. If there is really something that cannot be resolved, you or uncle will come forward to solve it."

"The meal?"

"It's okay, just a meal or two."

"Then brother, I will leave first."

"Go."

After leaving the cold room, Wei Wuxian walked in front of Lan Wangji, with his head down, without saying a word.That's it, all the way to the quiet room.

Back in the quiet room, sitting on the bed, Wei WuXian raised his head to look at Lan WangJi, and then said, "Lan Zhan, do you think it's because of me?"

Lan Wangji stepped forward and gently hugged Wei Wuxian, but he didn't answer Wei Wuxian's words.Because Lan Wangji didn't know how to answer, he guessed that this so-called resentment was probably related to Wei Wuxian.

"If something happens to Jiang Cheng...how can I explain to Jin Ling..." Wei Wuxian raised his head from Lan Wangji's arms, and sighed softly, "Jiang Cheng is the only relative who is close to Jin Ling. Already."

"Sect Master Jiang will be fine." Lan Wangji's hand gently caressed Wei Wuxian's face, his movements were as gentle as a butterfly leaning over to kiss the crystal clear flowers in the morning.

Wei Wuxian turned his head and rubbed against Lan Wangji's hand. If something happened to Jiang Cheng, he probably wouldn't let it go.

"hope so……"

In the middle of the night, Wei Wuxian lay next to Lan Wangji and turned over and over, unable to fall asleep, and finally woke Lan Wangji up.

"What's wrong?" Lan Wangji narrowed his eyes and pulled Wei Wuxian into his arms, preventing Wei Wuxian from rolling around.

"I can't sleep." Wei WuXian buried his face in the crescent of Lan WangJi's neck, his tone not very resentful.

"Because of Sect Master Jiang?"

"Hmm. I'm still worried."

"We can visit Sect Master Jiang at brother's place tomorrow morning."

"we can only do this……"

"Can you fall asleep?"

"Let me try……"

Wei Wuxian lay on Lan Wangji's body, his breath was filled with the cool sandalwood scent from Lan Wangji's body, Wei Wuxian's uneasy heart finally calmed down, and he gradually fell asleep like that.

the next day.Maoshi.

This is already the fourth day that Wei Wuxian has become smaller, and it stands to reason that he should have turned back into an adult, or slightly older than he is now.But when Lan Wangji woke up in the morning, he found that Wei Wuxian not only showed no signs of getting bigger, but also developed a high fever.

Last night he was fine, and he didn't catch a cold. The sudden high fever made Lan Wangji feel a little strange.

Wei Wuxian lay in Lan Wangji's arms, his face was flushed from the heat, but his lips were bloodless, and he didn't know if he was confused from the burn, and he was still muttering words that he couldn't understand clearly.Lan Wangji tried to wake Wei Wuxian up, but there was no response at all.

Lan Wangji finished tidying up quickly, first tried to inject some spiritual power into Wei Wuxian to protect his heart veins, then quickly picked Wei Wuxian up and walked towards the cold room.

It was probably a moth produced by the strange poison, but the documents recording the strange poison were still kept in Lan Xichen's place, so Lan Wangji had no choice but to ask for help.