【Forget Envy】Make a Wish

He didn't want to say that Wei Wuxian had no choice but to curl his lips, turned around and went out to feed the rabbit.

Wei Wuxian squatted among the rabbits, muttering, plausibly speaking: "Want to eat? I won't give it to you, bite me if you have the ability." After arguing for a while, it was time to feed them obediently what should be eaten.

The eyes of the rabbits were chasing the carrot in his hand. One of the serious-looking rabbits stepped on Wei Wuxian's shoe with its hind legs, and grabbed Wei Wuxian's pants with its front legs, and sprinted upwards vigorously.The contrast between expression and action made Wei Wuxian laugh out loud.He bent down and picked up the rabbit with his hand, hugged it to his chest, and tapped the wet nose of the rabbit with his hand.Wei Wuxian sighed in his heart: I really think about Lan Zhan in my heart, even the rabbit looks like Lan Zhan.

Wei WuXian laughed at himself inwardly, suddenly put his hands on his waist, and then someone moved up to him.Wei Wuxian subconsciously threw the rabbit in his arms back to the ground, so that someone would not be jealous of the rabbit. He didn't look back at him, and let him hold him, but his eyes searched for the rabbit whose expression resembled Lan Wangji's in the pile of rabbits. .

His silence made Lan Wangji think that the person in his arms was angry and ignored him.

"Wei Ying."

"Why, why don't you go to your brother?" As he spoke, he didn't take his eyes off the rabbits.

Seemingly dissatisfied with his inattention, Lan Wangji walked up to him, occupying the territory of some rabbits, and the surrounding rabbits jumped further away, Wei Wuxian couldn't find him at all this time, with an angry expression on his face. Drum's expression stared at the person in front of him.

Lan Wangji lowered his head and grabbed his hand, saying, "Sorry."

Wei WuXian shook his head and said, "I didn't want to force you to speak, it's okay if you don't, just go find brother." He patted Lan WangJi's shoulder with his hand, and planned to return to the quiet room.

"I..." Lan Wangji was at a loss for words, not knowing how to speak.

Wei Wuxian looked at him quietly, and said, "Lan Zhan, I'm really not angry, don't make such an expression."

I didn't want to say it, but I didn't want to say it, and I was afraid that Wei Wuxian would be sullen, Lan Wangji said: "The inner and middle clothes just now are not teaching uniforms." Lan Wangji said.

Originally, it was randomly drawn out of thin air and based on feeling. The outerwear of the school uniform was naturally known what it looked like every day, but the impression of the inner and middle clothes was not so deep.Moreover, Lan Wangji's clothes are almost all plain white, which looks the same to Wei Wuxian.

Wei Wuxian said clearly: "You can tell me if you took it wrong, and you will know next time, why don't you talk to me?"

"...Those two are the inner and middle garments of mourning clothes, which should be placed at the bottom."

"Why did you put that kind of clothes in the closet?" Wei Wuxian asked.

It doesn't matter if you ask this question, Lan Wangji stopped talking again, Wei Wuxian sighed, "Forget it..."

Lan Wangji hurriedly grabbed the person who was about to leave, and said, "It's always been placed at the bottom, and it hasn't been worn through."

"Oh" Wei Wuxian didn't know how to answer the conversation so that it didn't look like a quarrel.And Lan Wangji didn't wait for him to react, and dragged him into the quiet room with strides, opened the cabinet, and took out a pockmarked coat from the bottom. The coat had no sleeves, just a gown.

...It is a mourning coat.

It's a whole set.

"This...huh? You just said you didn't wear it, so you..." Wei Wuxian pointed to the clothes and then to Lan Wangji.

"I heard that you were backlashed and bought it in Caiyi Town." Lan Wangji's tone was a little stiff.

This time it was Wei WuXian's turn to be speechless, staring blankly at Lan WangJi, who is now in his thirties.When I was around 20 years old, I heard that my loved one was being devoured by evil spirits, wandering around the town like a lonely ghost, so I bought these things by accident, looking for spiritual comfort.He didn't believe that that person died just like that, and he was afraid that no one would wear mourning clothes for him, but he was the one he didn't want to wear the most.Because wearing it was an admission, and he didn't believe that such a lively young man died like this.

At that time, Lan Wangji was contradictory and irrational.

Wei Wuxian suddenly wanted to touch it, but when he realized it, he had already stretched out his hand, but stopped in mid-air and did not move for a long time.He suddenly remembered Lan Wangji's expression when he was touching his clothes, so he withdrew his hand.

Turning his back to him, he slowly raised his head and said, "Keep it well, after all, I am indeed dead, so it's better to keep it as a souvenir." Wei Wuxian didn't dare to lower his head, afraid that the tears that were swirling in his eyes would fall.He didn't have any thoughts about his own death, he just imagined Lan Wangji's mood when he bought the mourning clothes, and his eyes were already red.

Lan Wangji silently folded the three pieces of clothes and put them together, but did not put them in the closet for a long time.Wei Wuxian patted him on the shoulder, picked up the clothes, walked to the front of the cabinet, and solemnly put them back at the bottom.

Over the years, every time I found out about something Lan Wangji had done for him, I would feel panicked, more distressed and regretful, regretting why I hadn't discovered his intentions sooner.The person in front of him who is not good at words is named Lan Wangji, how many things does he have that he has not discovered yet?Rabbits, whips, asking spirits... It was like this before the mind was not clear, let alone the mind is connected now?

Wei Wuxian hugged Lan Wangji fiercely, and called softly: "Lan Zhan" the voice was very soft, a little sobbing, "In the future, tell me directly about this kind of thing, I won't laugh at you."

"Well, I never thought of hiding it, it's just..." Lan Wangji explained.

Wei Wuxian buried his head on his shoulder and mumbled, "It's just that it's hard to speak."

Lan Wangji nodded, rubbing Wei Wuxian's ear a little itchy, this topic is too heavy to continue.Rubbing his hair gently with his hand, he smiled and said, "Who would have imagined that the cold Hanguang-jun would have such soft hair, let me touch it quickly."

"Um"

"Hmm, um, I haven't forgiven you yet," Wei Wuxian put on airs.

Lan Wangji was not in a hurry, and quietly waited for him to touch it enough.Wei Wuxian also knew that he had to report to his elder brother, so he didn't make it too difficult for him. After touching him, he tidied it up for him, patted his back and said, "Go see your elder brother quickly, and clean you up when you come back."

Lan Wangji hummed, changed his clothes and went out.He went out with his front foot and Wei Wuxian followed him, but Wei Wuxian's destination was —— Zangshu Pavilion.

Although the Book Collection Pavilion is clearly classified, it is not easy to find. Wei Wuxian first picked a few books and sat on the floor to read them.

I read a lot of medical scriptures with Li Yiyun when I was in empathy, and I can hardly remember most of the text annotations, but there are a few books in the library that Wei Wuxian had seen when he was in empathy. He flipped through the books based on his memory. try to find--

One of the records caught Wei Wuxian's attention. It was a section describing the body shape and characteristics of Gu sculptures: those with golden yellow body and blue wings and tails are males, and they can also give birth.

With the description in another medical classic, we can get a general idea: blood and tears should not be too much, too much is useless and harmful to the body.Things of blood and tears are rare, and those who get this thing will have an eternal incense and no worries about sex.

... no worries about sex.

The two books recorded Gu carvings and blood tears respectively, but the connection between the two books did not specify.In other words, there is no record of where the blood and tears came from.But what is the amount that cannot be used more?How much is too much?Wei Wuxian didn't want to put Lan Wangji in a hurry by putting himself in danger. This kind of thing can't be rushed, and it takes a long time.After I figured it out, I didn't worry anymore. After searching for a long time, I found that these two sentences seemed to be useful.It was about the same hour, Wei Wuxian packed up and prepared to go back.

On the way back to the quiet room, the breeze disturbed his thoughts.It is expected that the spring breeze blows sober, and it is not spring and he has not drunk, but Wei Wuxian just feels that he is abnormally sober, he knows what he wants, and he can't rush it.If Wei Wuxian used to spend day and night in Zangshu Pavilion, or even taste it directly, is there anything he can't do?But now not only are some hands restrained, but some are also afraid of death.

Because he is no longer alone, Lan Wangji will give priority to him in all actions, so why not him?He now knows exactly what he's doing.Maybe one day they will no longer be two people, but it's not necessarily true. Thinking of this, I don't feel so depressed.

Wei Wuxian changed his route and waited for him on the only way back from the cold room. In his impression, Lan Wangji was always waiting for him. Did he wait for him well?

Wei Wuxian stood straight on the Shijie path and decided to concentrate on waiting, but what kind of temperament is he?After standing for a while, my eyes started to look around, looking left and right for a while.As he watched, he was attracted by two disciples of the Lan family who were not far away. They were still discussing sword skills while walking, and stopped to make gestures with their hands, and then continued to walk towards him.Wei WuXian quietly sneaked to the edge of the bushes and squatted down, seeing the moment when the disciples of the Lan family passed by, he poked his head out of the bushes and said with a smile, "Long time no see~"

"Wei Wei Wei...Senior Wei" the two disciples of the Lan family hurriedly bowed in fright.

The people who came were Lan Jingyi and Lan Sizhui, Wei Wuxian asked curiously, "Haven't you finished learning your swordsmanship yet?"

"Of course not, I'm telling Si Zhui about the Lanling Jin clan's sword skills."

"Haven't mastered Lan's swordsmanship to perfection, I started to think about other families, let you Hanguang Lord know that you are willing to give and punish you."

"No, no, I was just telling Si Zhui about the swordplay between Master Jin and disciples of the Lan family."

"What? Jinling is here, how can he compete with you?"

"I heard that Sect Master Jiang asked him to come, and he has greeted Mr. Zewu."

Wei Wuxian pretended to be angry and said, "Jiang Cheng is really too, it's too dishonest to arrange a good show while I'm not around."

Lan Jingyi said with a look of disgust, "Senior Wei, pay attention to your manners."

"What's the matter with me, your Hanguang-Jun likes me so much, if you don't believe me, ask him." Wei Wuxian said with a smug face.

Who dares to ask?

Lan Sizhui hastily explained: "Senior Wei, Jingyi also has good intentions, it's not good for Mr. Lan to see."

This is the Shijie alley where the quiet room and the cold room communicate, where Lan Qiren haunts