Chapter 111 Everyday is Everyday
It was still dark and the long street was still quiet. Wei Wuxian and Lan Wangji walked on the road, and only heard the clatter of the donkey's hooves hitting the ground.
Wei WuXian sat on the donkey's back and patted its buttocks. Its bag was hard and bulging, filled with apples, probably the food prepared for it by the younger generation of the Lan family.
Wei Wuxian took out an apple from the apple box and brought it to his mouth. He stared at Lan Wangji's handsome profile and took a bite. It was extremely crisp. Seeing that his apple was shamelessly stolen, the little apple was so angry that his nose flared and he kept slamming his hooves. Wei Wuxian didn't have time to pay attention to it. He slapped it a few more times and stuffed the uneaten apple into its mouth, saying, "Lan Zhan, you know. That Sisi seems to be a friend of Jin Guangyao's mother."
Lan Wangji said, “I don’t know.”
Wei WuXian was both amused and annoyed, and said, “I was just saying it casually, I wasn’t really asking you. I saw it from the empathy of the female ghost in the Guanyin Temple. She took good care of Jin GuangYao and his son.”
After a moment of silence, Lan Wangji said, "So, Jin Guangyao spared the woman's life."
Wei WuXian said, “That should be the case. At the time, I was afraid that ZeWu-Jun would be soft-hearted towards him again, so I didn’t tell him the whole story. I don’t think it’s appropriate to tell him now.”
Lan Wangji said, “If he asks about it in the future, I will tell him.”
Wei WuXian said, “Alright.”
Looking back, he sighed for the first time and said, "I don't want to care about any mess anymore. Let it be."
Lan Wangji nodded, retracted Little Apple’s rope, and continued walking while leading her.
Everyone's problems can only be solved by themselves. Even for a brother like Lan Xichen, Lan Wangji can't help him now. Comfort is powerless, everything is in vain.
After a pause, Lan Wangji said, "Wei Ying."
Wei WuXian asked, “What?”
Lan Wangji said: "There is something I have never told you."
Wei WuXian actually felt his heart skip a beat and asked, “What’s the matter?”
Lan Wangji stopped and looked at him directly. Just as he was about to speak, there was a sound of hurried running behind them. Wei Wuxian asked, “Damn it! Someone caught up with us so soon?”
Sure enough, someone caught up with them, but the person wasn't that bad. Lan Sizhui ran up breathlessly and said, "Han, Han Guangjun, Senior Wei!"
Wei WuXian propped his arm on the donkey’s head and said, “SiZhui’er, I’m going to elope with your HanGuangJun, why are you following me? Aren’t you afraid of being scolded by your old master Lan?”
Lan Sizhui blushed and said, "Senior Wei, please don't be like this. I, I came here to ask you something very important!"
Wei WuXian asked, “What?”
Lan Sizhui said, “I remembered something, but I’m not sure, so…so I came to ask Han Guang-Jun and Senior Wei.”
Lan Wangji looked at him, then at Wen Ning. Wen Ning nodded. Wei Wuxian asked, “What’s the matter?”
Lan Sizhui straightened his chest and took a deep breath.
He said: "He claims to have excellent craftsmanship, but the things he made are not only unpleasant to the eyes but also unpleasant to the stomach."
Wei WuXian: “Ah???”
Lan Sizhui added: “Bury me in a radish field. They said that if I were exposed to the sun and watered, I would grow taller quickly and grow into a few little friends to play with me.”
Wei WuXian: “…”
Lan Sizhui continued, “He said he would treat Han Guang-Jun to a meal, but in the end he ran away without paying the bill, and it was Han Guang-Jun who paid.”
Wei WuXian opened his eyes wide and was almost unable to sit still on the donkey’s back.
He said: "You...you..."
Lan Sizhui looked directly at Wei Wuxian and Lan Wangji and said, “Maybe I was too young at that time, so I don’t remember many things completely, but I can be sure... my last name was Wen.”
Wei WuXian trembled as he asked, “Your last name is Wen? Isn’t your last name Lan? Lan SiZhui, Lan Yuan…”
He murmured, "Lan Yuan... Wen Yuan?"
Lan Sizhui nodded heavily, his voice trembling: "Senior Wei, I... I am, A Yuan..."
Wei WuXian hadn’t reacted yet, and said in a daze: “A Yuan… Didn’t A Yuan die? He was left alone in the mass grave…”
Before he finished speaking, Lan Xichen’s words echoed in his ears again: “Those years he said he was facing the wall to reflect on his mistakes, but he was seriously injured and could hardly move. Even so, after learning that you were dead, he still dragged his body like this and had to go to the mass grave to take a look no matter what…”
He suddenly looked at Lan Wangji and said, "Lan Zhan, is that you?!"
Lan Wangji said, “Yes.”
He looked at Wei WuXian and said, “This is what I have never told you.”
Wei WuXian was speechless for a long time.
Finally, Lan Sizhui couldn't bear it anymore. He yelled and jumped up. He hugged him with one hand and Lan Wangji with the other, and held the three of them tightly together. Wei Wuxian and Lan Wangji were hugged by him and bumped into each other, both of them were stunned.
Lan Sizhui buried his head in their shoulders and said, "Hanguang-jun, Senior Wei, I...I..."
Hearing his muffled voice, Wei Wuxian and Lan Wangji, who were close to each other, looked at each other and saw something very soft in each other's eyes.
Wei WuXian adjusted his mood, put his hand on Lan SiZhui's back, patted him and said, "Okay, why are you crying?"
Lan Sizhui said: “I didn’t cry… I just… I suddenly felt so sad, but also so happy… I don’t know how to say it…”
After a moment of silence, Lan Wangji also put his hand on his back and patted it.
Lan Wangji said, “Then don’t say it.”
Wei WuXian said, “Yes.”
Lan Sizhui said nothing and hugged them both tighter.
After a while, Wei WuXian said, “Hey, hey, hey, kid, how come your hands are so strong? You are no wonder that you taught him…”
Lan Wangji glanced at him and said, "You taught me that, too."
Wei WuXian said: “No wonder he looks so good.”
Lan Sizhui said, "Senior Wei never taught me."
Wei WuXian said: “Who said I didn’t teach you? It’s just that you were too young and you have forgotten everything I taught you.”
Lan Sizhui said: "I haven't forgotten. I remember it now. I think I was taught it."
Wei WuXian asked, “Is that so?”
Lan Sizhui said seriously: "He taught me how to disguise pornographic works as ordinary books."
Wei WuXian: “…”
Lan Wangji glanced at Wei Wuxian.
Lan Sizhui added: “He also taught me that when a beautiful girl walks by…”
Wei WuXian said, “What nonsense! How can a child like you remember such things? You must be dreaming. How can I possibly teach such things to a child?”
Lan Sizhui raised his head and said, "Uncle Ning is my witness. He should have been there when you taught me this."
Wei WuXian said, “What evidence do you have? It’s nothing.”
Wen Ning said: "I... I don't remember anything..."
Lan Sizhui swore, "Hanguang-jun, everything I said is true."
Lan Wangji nodded and said, "I know."
Wei WuXian was about to throw a tantrum on the donkey’s back: “Lan Zhan!”
He thought about it and said, "Come to think of it, Sizhui, how did you remember it?"
Lan Sizhui said: "I don't know either, but when I saw Chen Qing, I felt very familiar with him."
As expected, it was Chen Qing. Wei Wuxian said, "Oh, of course you are familiar with it. You used to love eating Chen Qing the most. You would often drool over it, making it difficult for me to blow."
Lan Sizhui's face suddenly turned red, and he said, "Is that so..."
Wei WuXian smiled and said, “Yes, otherwise how could you remember it so quickly? Do you want to hear more about your childhood?”
He gestured with two butterflies with his hands and said, "Han Guang-jun, do you still remember that time when I invited you to dinner, he was holding a pair of butterflies and muttering, 'I like you', 'I like you too'..."
Lan Sizhui’s face was getting redder and redder. Wei Wuxian added, “Oh, by the way, that time you called Han Guangjun “Dad” in front of everyone. Poor Han Guangjun, a young man in his prime, pure and innocent, became someone else’s father for no apparent reason…”
“Aa ...
Lan Sizhui blushed and yelled, "Hanguang-jun, I'm sorry!"
Lan Wangji looked at the giggling Wei Wuxian and shook his head, his expression gentle.
Wei WuXian added: “By the way, Wen Ning, have you known about this for a long time?”
Wen Ning nodded, and Wei Wuxian asked in astonishment: “Then why didn’t you tell me?”
Wen Ning glanced at Lan Wangji and said cautiously, "Master Lan didn't say he would tell you, so..."
Wei WuXian was furious at his lack of resistance: “Why do you listen to him so much? You are a ghost general, why should a ghost general be afraid of Han Guang-Jun? Isn’t this embarrassing for me???”
Lan Sizhui was still shouting, “Hanguang-jun, I’m sorry!”
…
The four of them parted ways in a forest on the edge of Yunping City.
Wen Ning said, "Master, we are going this way."
Wei WuXian asked, “Which way?”
Wen Ning said, "Didn't you ask me before what I was going to do after this was over? A Yuan and I have discussed it. We will go to Qishan together and bury the ashes of my family members there. We also want to look around there to see if we can find any of my sister's belongings and build a cenotaph for her."
Wei WuXian said, “A cenotaph. I originally built one for you and her at the mass grave, but it was burned. Let’s go to Qishan too.”
He turned to ask Lan Wangji, but Wen Ning said, "No need."
Wei WuXian was startled and asked, “Aren’t you going with us?”
Lan Sizhui said, “Senior Wei, please go with Han Guangjun.”
Wei WuXian wanted to say something, but Wen Ning said, “That’s really not necessary, Master Wei. You’ve done enough.”
After a moment of silence, Wei WuXian asked, “What do you do after you finish all this?”
Wen Ning said, "Send A Yuan back to the Cloud Recesses. You can think about what to do next. As for the rest, let me go on my own."
Wei WuXian nodded slowly and said, “…Alright.”
This was the first time in so many years that Wen Ning did not go with him and made his own decision. Wei Wuxian guessed that he probably had something he wanted to do.
This is exactly what he has been hoping for.
But when that day really came, watching Wen Ning and Lan Sizhui's backs gradually walking away until they disappeared, it made people feel a little sad.
Now the only one with him was Lan Wangji.
How lucky he was that the person he wanted to be with him was only Lan Wangji.
Wei WuXian said: “Lan Zhan.”
Lan Wangji said, “Yeah.”
Wei WuXian said, “You taught him very well.”
Lan Wangji said: "There will be many opportunities to meet again in the future."
Wei WuXian said, “I know.”
Lan Wangji said, “After Wen Ning sends Si Zhui back to the Cloud Recesses, he can stay nearby and see him often.”
Wei WuXian looked at him and said, “Lan Zhan, are you afraid that I will say thank you to you?”
"I suddenly remembered that I said thank you to you several times before we parted ways in my previous life. And every time we parted ways, I became worse the next time we met."
The post station where Wen Chao and Wen Zhuliu were killed, they met at the Yunmeng Tower by throwing flowers, and they said goodbye at the Yiling mass grave.
Every time, he used this word to draw a clear gap between him and Lan Wangji, creating a greater distance between them.
After a moment of silence, Lan Wangji said, "Between you and me, there's no need to say 'thank you' or 'sorry'."
Wei WuXian smiled and said, “Okay, then let’s talk about something else. For example…”
He lowered his voice and gestured for Lan Wangji to move closer to him, as if to whisper something. Lan Wangji did move closer. Unexpectedly, Wei Wuxian stretched out his right hand, lifted his chin, leaned over and pressed his lips against his.
After a long time, Wei WuXian finally separated from him a little, his eyelashes brushing against his, and whispered, “How is it?”
Lan Wangji: “…”
Wei WuXian said, “HanGuang-Jun, please give me some reaction.”
Lan Wangji: “…”
Wei WuXian said, “You are so cold. Shouldn’t you be pushing me to the ground right now…”
Before he could finish his words, Lan Wangji suddenly put his arms around his neck and roughly pushed Wei Wuxian's head down, and the two of them kissed again.
Little Apple was so frightened that even its mouth, which was chewing an apple, froze, as if it was standing still.
After a while, the little apple could no longer hold Wei Wuxian on its back. Lan Wangji put his left arm around his back and his right arm around his knees, and in one go he lifted Wei Wuxian off the little donkey.
Wei WuXian got what he wanted and was pinned to the ground by Lan WangJi, who bit him hard for a while. Suddenly, he said, “Wait, wait!”
Lan Wangji asked, “What?”
Wei WuXian narrowed his eyes and said, “I suddenly have a feeling…”
The woods, the bushes, the weeds, the hard movements, the passionate kisses, all seemed familiar.
He thought about it for a while, and the more he thought about it, the more familiar it felt. He felt that there was something he had to ask, so he asked tentatively: "During the hunting at Baifeng Mountain, when I was blindfolded, Lan Zhan, you...?"
He didn't finish his question, and Lan Wangji didn't answer, but his fingers curled slightly. When Wei Wuxian saw that he looked different, he immediately propped up his upper body with his elbows and put his ear to his chest. As expected, he heard a violent thumping sound.
“…” Wei WuXian was shocked: “Oh, it’s really you?!”
Lan Wangji's Adam's apple moved, and he said, "I..."
Wei WuXian was incredulous and said, “Lan Zhan, I really can’t believe it? You would do such a thing?”
Lan Wangji: “…”
Wei WuXian said: “You know what? I always thought it was some shy fairy who had a crush on me but didn’t dare to tell anyone.”
Lan Wangji: “…”
Wei WuXian asked: “Have you had improper thoughts about me since then???”
“…”
Lan Wangji said in a muffled voice: "I, at that time, knew that I was wrong. Very wrong."
Wei WuXian recalled the time when he found him later, when Lan WangJi was alone in the forest smashing trees, and asked, “Is that why you were so angry?”
Wei WuXian thought he was angry at someone else, but he didn't know he was angry at himself. He was angry at himself for being impulsive, angry at himself for not being able to control himself, angry at himself for taking advantage of the situation, which was not gentlemanly and violated the family precepts.
Seeing Lan Wangji’s head lowered, as if he was reflecting on himself again, Wei Wuxian scratched his chin and said, “Okay, don’t be so conflicted. I was so happy that you kissed me so early. That was my first kiss, congratulations, Hanguang-jun.”
Lan Wangji suddenly glanced at him and asked, "First kiss?"
Wei WuXian said: “Yeah, what else do you think?”
Lan Wangji stared at him, with a strange undercurrent flickering in his eyes. He said, "Then..."
Wei WuXian said, “Well, what? Hesitating to speak is not your style, Lan Zhan.”
Lan Wangji said: "Then, you, at that time, why... why..."
Wei WuXian asked curiously, “Why what?”
Lan Wangji moved his lips and said, "...Why don't you resist?"
Wei WuXian was startled.
Lan Wangji said sullenly, “You… clearly didn’t know who the other party was, so why didn’t you resist? And why did you say to me later…”
say what?
Wei Wuxian finally remembered.
When he "accidentally" met Lan Wangji, he boasted to him for a while, saying that he had been through many battles, that no one dared to kiss Lan Wangji, and that Lan Wangji would definitely not kiss anyone else. He also said that he felt that he would never be able to give Lan Wangji his first kiss in this lifetime...
Suddenly, he burst into earth-shattering laughter.
Wei WuXian pounded the ground and said, “Hahahahahahahahahahahaha…”
Lan Wangji: “…”
Wei WuXian laughed loudly, hugged him and kissed him, saying: “After all this fuss, what actually made you most angry was that you thought I had really been kissed by someone else, right? Lan Zhan, are you stupid? You actually believed my fucking nonsense! Only a little old-fashioned person like you would believe it, hahahahahahaha…”
He laughed too loudly and too aggressively, and finally, Lan Wangji couldn't bear it anymore and pushed him down.
Leaving Little Apple behind, the two stumbled and tangled until they were entangled behind a bush.
There was still dew in the grass after the sudden rain, which soaked Lan Wangji's white clothes, but Wei Wuxian quickly took them off.
He whispered, "Don't move."
Wei Wuxian's neck and lips were filled with the fresh scent of grass. Lan Wangji's body was filled with the cool scent of sandalwood. He knelt between Lan Wangji's legs and kissed him from his forehead.
Between the eyebrows, tip of the nose, cheeks, lips, and jaw.
Adam's apple, clavicle, and heart.
The road is up and down, and it is extremely pious.
【The Great River Crab of Life】
Lan Wangji kissed him carefully, his movements were a little clumsy. Wei Wuxian narrowed his eyes, opened his mouth to let him go deeper, and lingered with his tongue for a while, vaguely catching a glimpse of the brand under Lan Wangji's collarbone.
He put his hand on it, covering the scar, and his smile faded a lot. He said, "Lan Zhan, tell me, does this have anything to do with me?"
After a moment of silence, Lan Wangji said, "Nothing. I was drunk at the time."
After sending Wei Wuxian, who had massacred the Nevernight City, back to the mass grave, he was confined for three years. During the confinement, he heard the news that good and evil will eventually be rewarded, and the Yiling Patriarch finally died.
The confinement was not over yet, and he dragged his wounds, forced his way out of the Cloud Recesses, rushed to Yiling, and searched the entire mountain for several days, but apart from fishing out a feverish and unconscious Wen Yuan from a half-burned tree hole, he could not find anything, not even a piece of bone, a piece of flesh, or a weak remnant soul.
On the way back to Gusu Lan Clan, Lan Wangji bought a pot of "Tian Zi Xiao" in Caiyi Town.
The wine was very fragrant and mellow, and it certainly didn't have a spicy or pungent taste. But after drinking it, I felt a burning pain all over my throat, which went all the way to my eye sockets and heart.
He didn't like the taste, but he could probably understand why that person liked it.
That night, it was the first time that Lan Wangji drank alcohol in his life, and also the first time he got drunk. He had no memory of what he did after getting drunk. All the Lan family members, whether they were children or disciples, looked at him with disbelief for a long time. Some people said that he broke into the ancient room in the Cloud Recesses that night and rummaged through the boxes inside to find something. When Lan Xichen asked him, he looked at Lan Xichen blankly and asked for the flute.
Lan Xichen found the best white jade flute for him, but he threw it away angrily, saying that this was not what he wanted. He couldn't find it no matter how hard he looked, and suddenly saw the sealed iron brands confiscated from the Wen Clan in Qishan.
After sobering up, there was a scar on his chest that looked exactly like the one Wei Wuxian had left at the bottom of the Slaughtering Xuanwu Cave.
Lan Qiren looked sad and angry, but he finally stopped scolding him.
Whether it was scolding or punishment, it was enough.
He sighed and did not object to Lan Wangji's decision to keep Wen Yuan. Lan Wangji bowed to him, accepted the punishment, and knelt silently in the Cloud Recesses for a day and a night.
Drink the wine he drank and suffer the injuries he suffered.
To date, the wound has been scabbed over for thirteen years.
【The Great River Crab of Life】
Finally tasting the consequences of his own actions, Wei WuXian kissed him flatteringly while saying without any dignity: “Second brother, please be kind and spare my life. We have a long way to go. We can continue next time. Can you keep me hanging? Please spare a youngster like me today. HanGuang-Jun is mighty. The Yiling Patriarch lost, lost miserably. We will fight again another day!”
Lan Wangji’s forehead had veins bulging slightly as he spoke word by word with great difficulty: “…If you really want to stop…just…shut up…”
Wei WuXian said: “But I have a mouth and I have to speak! Lan Zhan, can you pretend you didn’t hear me saying I want to sleep with you every day?”
Lan Wangji said, “No.”
Wei WuXian said heartbrokenly, "How could you do this? You've never rejected me before."
Lan Wangji smiled slightly and said, "No."
Seeing his smile, Wei Wuxian’s eyes instantly lit up again, and he felt as if he was floating in the air, not knowing where he was.
But the next moment, Wei Wuxian was forced to burst into tears by the powerful action that was incompatible with the smile that was as clear as the light reflecting the snow.
He grabbed the grass with both hands and shouted at the top of his lungs: "Then four days, can we change it to four days last time? If four days doesn't work, three days will do!!!"
Finally, Lan Wangji concluded with a powerful and resounding voice: "Every day is every day."