【Forget Envy】Make a Wish

Looking slowly at a pot of magnolia flowers in the quiet room, it seems to be recalling. "There are not many senior brothers. Craftsmen rely on their own hard work to form their own embroidery style. This process is long and painful. The future is bleak. There are many brothers who left halfway. Master also understands. I want to The brothers who left the school, the master and the elderly will give a sum of money to return home. I don’t know what they did after they left, but they still remember a thing or two about their work before they came.”

Seeing his lonely expression, Wei Wuxian couldn't bear it, and he could still remember Li Yun's people... This statement is too lonely and too lonely.We've been together for so long and never heard him mention his wife and children, but when he saw Lan Yan, apart from being shocked, there was also a kindness that Wei Wuxian had never seen before.

"Is there anyone with a little understanding of medical skills, or a little bit of poetry and books?" Wei Wuxian asked.

"Most of the people who work in our profession come from hard backgrounds. Master not only taught us crafts but also taught us how to read and write. But the one who was different from us when he first came here... should belong to the younger brother. He was also picked up by the master. When he came, his clothes were torn. It’s tattered. The master threw him to me and asked me to take him for a while. The younger brother doesn’t like to talk, so he is obedient when asked to do whatever he wants. Slowly, I found that he can read and remember many things once he is said. , it was easy to teach, and I even praised him to the master. In terms of seniority, he is a junior apprentice, but he is more like my apprentice, but he finally left the master." Slowly recalling the past, when he narrated, it was like Speaking of other people's experience is the same, the mixed emotions have been precipitated by time, and there is no ripple in the heart.

"The morning after Master agreed that he would leave the house, I found a letter when I was packing up the fabric. There was nothing written on the blank paper in the letter, and only four words were written on the envelope—Brother Yun."

Wei Wuxian immediately became interested in that letter, "Could it be the kind that can only be visualized by applying special paint?"

"At that time, there were no such things as now." Li Yun replied.

If the junior brother is the fake "Li Yiyun", Wei Wuxian will not be surprised by any actions he makes.

"Master, do you still have that letter? Can you lend me a look?"

"Okay, but you have to let the old man think about where to put it."

Wei Wuxian nodded, and then asked, "Then have you been to Qingcheng?"

"No, I have never been out of Gusu in my whole life."

Wei Wuxian asked without thinking, "Why?"

"Master's foundation is here, and this old man will not go anywhere."

"Senior, have you ever answered this question before?" Lan Wangji asked suddenly.

"..." The old man thought for a while, and said, "Yes."

Wei Wuxian understood Lan Wangji's intentions and hurriedly asked, "Is it your little brother?"

Li Yun glanced at Wei Wuxian, then glanced at Lan Wangji, and said, "...Yes, what the hell are you two bastards doing?"

"Master, I just inferred and didn't prove it, so..." Wei Wuxian was hesitant to come to a conclusion.

Lan Wangji understood, and added following his words: "So I can't explain it to you now, Senior, please forgive me."

"That old man, go back and look for that letter first, and then you all have to explain the whole story to me." After speaking, Li Yun went around the screen and came to the inner room, and looked at Lan Yulan for a while, Wei Wuxian was not worried about him. What would he do? He leaned against the paper window with his hands folded on his chest and looked at him.What happened to "Li Yiyun" was still on his mind.

Li Yun left after watching the child. Since he left, Wei Wuxian's soul seemed to have been snatched away, and he sat alone at the tea table thinking about something.In a sense, Wei Wuxian inherited the research results of "Li Yiyun".Knowing what kind of person "Li Yiyun" is, one can deduce whether he really never cared about human life, and deliberately killed the entire Qingcheng to achieve his goal; or whether he couldn't control it and caused the city to be destroyed, if the former...

Wei Wuxian couldn't help being excited all over. What he used was researched by sacrificing tens of thousands of lives. The difference lies in the good and evil of the researchers.Wei Wuxian's heart was broken and he was a little at a loss. He seemed a little afraid to understand Li Yiyun. Maybe he would let himself go if he never got to the bottom of it.

But after thinking about it, he felt that he was a bit serious, no matter whether "Li Yiyun" was good or evil, it was a foregone conclusion that so many lives would die because of that small bottle of Gu carving blood, it was meaningless for him to ponder over it here.

Lan Wangji knew that "Li Yiyun" had always been a lump in his heart, so he peeled an apple and handed it to him: "Wei Ying, take your time."

Wei Wuxian understands this truth, even if there are a thousand and ten thousand assumptions in his mind, they are all false until he reads the letter.That letter was the key, whether it was really wordless or hidden, it would affect his judgment.

Wei WuXian stretched out his mouth and took a bite, then hugged Lan WangJi's waist with strength like a drowning person climbing up a driftwood. His fingers sank into his robe, and he took a deep breath. The sandalwood scented with milk, How can I feel so at ease...

"Lan Zhan, no matter what we find out in the future, I will not regret giving birth to them with blood and tears."

After speaking, Lan Wangji felt that the hand holding the robe gradually loosened.

Lan Wangji stroked his back lightly with one hand, then hugged him tightly again, and said, "Well, I'll accompany you."

【Forget Envy】Fulfilling a Wish①⑥Live Days Like Years

At this moment, Wei Wuxian was alone in Lianhuawu, with his hands behind his head and one leg crossed over the other, lying on the couch.

Occasionally, disciple Yunmeng would bring some tea and cakes, but he just watched them turn around and lie down after finishing their work, his mind was full of what Lan Wangji had said to him before he left.

He said: "Yunmeng Yehun, you go to Lianhuawu first, and meet you after the children are settled, and wait for me at ease."

So Lan Wangji sent him here and left without staying for long. Jiang Cheng laughed and said that Lan Wangji didn't want him anymore, so he quarreled with Jiang Cheng for a while, which was very interesting, but after a while, Jiang Cheng also He was invited by his disciples to deal with clan affairs.

A disciple who looked a little older led Wei Wuxian around to the place where he was staying overnight.When he first entered the door, he found that everything in the living room was repaired as usual without much change. The tables, chairs and tea sets were also arranged according to his previous house, except that the tables and cabinets were newer, and his deceased parents were enshrined on the shelves on the north wall. Looking carefully, it was the one that Uncle Jiang asked someone to make for him.After such a long time, the copper paint on the top has peeled off to reveal the bottom layer of wood color. He pulled out the sleeve of his jacket to wipe off the dust on it, and then put it back respectfully. He didn't care if there was no futon on the ground. He took two steps back, lifted the front pendant and knelt on the ground, looked at the memorial tablet and said seriously: "Father, mother, I'm sorry to only come to see you now. I have a good life, so don't worry about it. There is someone... I want to bring it to you. Look, he is the dream of all the fairies in Xianmen. He was hooked up by your son. He is amazing. Also, I have sons, or two. When the two are older, I will bring them here to kowtow to you. ..."

It was serious and serious at the beginning, but when Lan Wangji was mentioned, he started to cock his tail, and when he mentioned his son, he was completely beaming, just like La Jiachang.He knelt down and said everything he could think of before he was satisfied and kowtowed three more times to get up.

He can neither cling to Lan Wangji nor bicker with Jiang Cheng, so he wanders around Lianhuawu with nothing to do.In the past, he liked to run to the school field the most, as if he had endless energy.He stood and watched for a while under the shade of the school grounds, and he didn't have the slightest intention to go up and compete with them. He thought it would be more interesting to watch Lan Wangji coax the children. The killing scene is particularly dazzling.

He ran to the back mountain to catch a pheasant for a while, and walked back holding the pheasant's two legs. The pheasant clucked and clucked, which made him so upset that he threw the pheasant on the tree trunk, and it disappeared immediately. The voice fainted.

He put the pheasant under the tree and climbed up the branch by himself, and sat down against the trunk. The sun was not so dazzling under the cover of the green leaves, and the speckled sunlight shone on his body, and he felt warmer and warmer. The breeze blowing through the leaves "唦唦" sounded in the ears.

But where the leaves are noisy, it's just that his heart is restless.What Lan Wangji told him was full of loopholes. He said it was a night hunt, but he didn't know the time, place, or files.

He didn't even know when Lan Wangji would come.

Wei Wuxian rested on the trunk of the tree, thinking sourly: If Lan Zhan was here, the wind would blow again.

I don't feel happy and free in the days when no one cares about me. I get tired of hunting pheasants and digging out ant holes after a while.Wei Wuxian couldn't help but began to recall how he lived in Lianhuawu before, how he could be so boring before meeting Lan Wangji.

Slowly as the sun went down and the wind blew his body down, Wei Wuxian jumped down from the branch with a carp. The pheasant under the tree had long since disappeared. He patted his buttocks. Ditu couldn't help muttering: "Even the pheasants can go home."

When he returned to the living room, the dinner was already on the table, Wei Wuxian ate a few mouthfuls casually, curled his lips, dropped his chopsticks, and went out again.

Just as Jiang Cheng came back from the reception room to rest for a while, the door was smashed open by Wei Wuxian. He frowned and looked at Wei Wuxian, who had come uninvited, and said, "Are you in a hurry to reincarnate, don't you know how to knock on the door?"

Wei Wuxian ignored his words, and asked straight away, "The cook in Lianhuawu has changed? Why is it so unpalatable?"

"It's because you were fed by Lan Er. If it doesn't taste good, get out of here."

"Anyway, it's unpalatable, why don't we go to the town for a drink." Wei WuXian walked up to him and put his arm around Jiang Cheng's shoulder and raised his eyebrows, suggesting.

Jiang Chengmeng with his shoulders draped