Two months later. Yunmeng.

After the collapse of the Wen Clan in Qishan, the once most prosperous Never-Sleeping Fairyland vanished overnight and became a ruined city. A large number of cultivators sought new locations and moved to new cities, with the largest number of them heading to Lanling, Yunmeng, Gusu, and Qinghe. On the long street, people were coming and going, with disciples and students from various families carrying swords and talking about the current situation in the world, all of them were full of vigor and vitality.

Suddenly, the pedestrians around lowered their voices and all looked towards the end of the long street.

Over there, a young man in a white robe and headband, carrying a zither and a sword, was walking slowly towards them.

The man had an extremely handsome face, but his whole body seemed to be covered with frost and snow. Before he even approached, the monks kept silent and paid him a respectful look. Someone who was a little famous stepped forward to show his respect and said, "Lord Hanguang."

Lan Wangji nodded slightly, returned the greeting meticulously, and did not linger for long. The other cultivators did not dare to bother him too much, and left on their own accord.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, a girl in colorful clothes came over with a smile, brushed past him hurriedly, and suddenly threw something at him.

Lan Wangji caught the thing with incredible swiftness, and when he looked down, he saw that it was actually a snow-white flower bud.

The bud was tender and fresh, still covered with dew. Lan Wangji was just standing there in silence when another graceful figure came towards him and threw a light blue flower. It was meant for his heart, but it missed and hit his shoulder instead. Lan Wangji grabbed it and looked away. The woman giggled and ran away without any shame, covering her face.

The third time, a young girl with two braids in her hair came skipping over to him, holding a bunch of flowers with scattered red buds in her hands, threw them to his chest, and turned and ran away.

Over and over again, Lan Wangji had already received a bunch of colorful flowers and branches, standing on the street with an expressionless face. The cultivators on the street who knew Han Guangjun wanted to laugh but didn't dare to, pretending to be serious, but their eyes kept drifting in this direction; ordinary civilians who didn't know him were already pointing and talking. Lan Wangji was thinking with his head down, when suddenly his hair felt a little heavy. He raised his hand, and a pink peony in full bloom fell squarely on his temples.

From the top of the tall building, a smiling voice came: "Lan Zhan - ah, no, Han Guang-jun. What a coincidence!"

Lan Wangji looked up and saw pavilions and towers with fluttering curtains. A slender man in black was leaning against the red lacquered beauty, with one hand hanging down, holding an exquisite black pottery wine pot, half of the bright red tassel of the wine pot was on his arm, and the other half was dangling leisurely in the air.

Seeing Wei Wuxian's face, the faces of the nobles who were watching turned very strange. Everyone knew that the Yiling Patriarch and Han Guangjun had a bad relationship. They fought side by side several times in the Sun Shooting Campaign, and they often quarreled on the same front. Who knows what they will do this time? They didn't even care about pretending to be reserved, and stared at the two of them even harder.

Lan Wangji did not walk away coldly as they had expected. He just said, "It's you."

Wei WuXian said, “It’s me! Of course I’m the one who would do such a stupid thing. How come you have time to come to Yunmeng? If you’re not in a hurry, come up and have a drink.”

Several young girls gathered around him, crowded around the beauty, and laughed down at him, "Yes, sir, come up and have a drink!"

These girls were the ones who had just thrown flowers at him. It was obvious who had instigated this behavior.

Lan Wangji lowered his head, turned around and left. Wei Wuxian was not surprised to find that he could not flirt with him. He tutted, rolled off the beauty chair, raised his head and drank a sip of the wine in the pot. Unexpectedly, a moment later, a sound of footsteps, neither light nor heavy, neither slow nor fast, was heard.

Lan Wangji climbed up the stairs steadily and entered through the curtain. The pearl curtain jingled, and the crisp sound was like music.

He placed the bunch of flowers that had hit him just now on the small table and said, "Your flowers."

Wei WuXian leaned over the small table and said, “You’re welcome. I’ll give it to you as a gift. These are already your flowers.”

Lan Wangji asked, “Why?”

Wei WuXian said, “No reason, I just wanted to see how you would react if you encountered something like this.”

Lan Wangji said, “Boring.”

Wei WuXian said, “I’m just bored. Otherwise, why would I be so bored that I would pull you up here… Hey, hey, hey, don’t leave. You’re already here. Why don’t you have a couple of drinks before you leave?”

Lan Wangji said, “No alcohol allowed.”

Wei WuXian said, “I know your family forbids alcohol. But this isn’t the Cloud Recesses, so it’s okay to have a couple of drinks.”

The girls immediately took out new wine cups, filled them up, and pushed them next to the pile of flowers. Lan Wangji still had no intention of sitting down, but he didn't seem to have any intention of leaving either.

Wei WuXian said, “It’s a rare trip for you to Yunmeng, why don’t you try some of the fine wine here? However, although the wine is good, it is still not as good as the Tian Zi Xiao from Gusu, which is truly the best wine. If I have a chance to go to Gusu again in the future, I will definitely hide ten or eight jars of it and drink them all in one go. What’s wrong with you? You have a seat but you don’t want to sit down, you have to stand, sit down.”

The girls all started to shout, "Sit down!" "Sit down!"

Lan Wangji's light-colored eyes coldly looked at these extremely beautiful girls, and then fixed his eyes on the shiny black flute with red tassels on Wei Wuxian's waist. He seemed to be thinking with his head down, considering his words. Seeing this, Wei Wuxian raised an eyebrow, somewhat anticipating what he would say next.

As expected, Lan Wangji said slowly: "You shouldn't spend all your time with non-humans."

The smiles on the faces of the girls who were surrounding Wei Wuxian and making a fuss disappeared in an instant.

The veil fluttered, blocking the sunlight from time to time, and the light in the building was sometimes bright and sometimes dark. At this moment, their snow-white faces seemed to be too white, bloodless, and even looked a little blue. Their eyes were staring straight at Lan Wangji, giving off a chill for no reason.

Wei WuXian raised his hand and asked them to step aside. He shook his head and said, “Lan Zhan, you are getting more and more boring as you grow older. You are so young, not seventy or eighty years old. Why do you always imitate your uncle and always think about lecturing others in a stern manner?”

Lan Wangji turned around, took a step closer to him, and said, "Wei Ying, you should come back to Gusu with me."

“…” Wei WuXian said, “I haven’t heard this sentence for a long time. The Sun Shooting Campaign has already passed, and I thought you had given up long ago.”

Lan Wangji said, “Did you notice any signs during the last hunt at Baifeng Mountain?”

Wei WuXian asked, “What sign?”

Lan Wangji said, “Out of control.”

Wei WuXian said, “You mean I almost fought with Jin ZiXuan? I think you are mistaken. I always want to fight with Jin ZiXuan when I see him.”

Lan Wangji said: "And what you said later."

Wei WuXian said, “What did you say? I talk so much every day. I have already forgotten everything I said two months ago.”

Lan Wangji looked at him, and seemed to know at a glance that he was just being perfunctory. He took a breath and said, "Wei Ying."

He said stubbornly: "The ghost path harms the body and the mind."

Wei WuXian seemed to have a headache, and said helplessly: "Lan Zhan, I have heard enough of these words. Haven't you said enough? You said it would harm my body, but I am fine now. You said it would harm my character, but I haven't become so crazy."

Lan Wangji said: "It's not too late now, you will regret it in the future..."

Before he could finish, Wei Wuxian's expression changed, he stood up and said, "Lan Zhan!"

The group of girls behind him had their eyes glowing red without them noticing. Wei WuXian said, “Don’t move.”

So, they bowed their heads and stepped back, but still stared at Lan Wangji. Wei Wuxian said to Lan Wangji: "Well, although I don't think I will regret it, I don't like others to casually predict what will happen to me in the future."

After a moment of silence, Lan Wangji said, "I am sorry for being rude."

Wei WuXian said, “Not bad. But it seems that I really shouldn’t have asked you to come up here. I am being presumptuous today.”

Lan Wangji said, “No.”

Wei WuXian smiled slightly and said politely, “Really? That’s good.”

He drank the remaining half glass of wine and said, "Thank you anyway. I'll take it as your concern for me."

Wei WuXian waved his hand and said, “Then I won’t bother HanGuang-Jun anymore. We’ll see each other again if we’re lucky.”

When Wei Wuxian returned to the Lotus Pier, Jiang Cheng was cleaning his sword. He raised his eyes and asked, "Are you back?"

Wei WuXian said, “I’m back.”

Jiang Cheng said: "You look so gloomy, could it be that you ran into Jin Zixuan?"

Wei WuXian said, “It’s worse than meeting Jin ZiXuan. Guess who it is.”

Jiang Cheng said: "Give me a hint."

Wei WuXian said, “They want to lock me up.”

Jiang Cheng frowned and asked, "Lan Wangji? Why is he here in Yunmeng?"

Wei WuXian said, “I don’t know. He’s probably wandering around the streets, looking for someone. He hasn’t mentioned this for a long time since the Sun Shooting Campaign, but now it’s started again.”

Jiang Cheng said: "Who told you to stop him first?"

Wei WuXian asked, “How do you know I was the one who called him first?”

Jiang Cheng said, "Do I need to ask? It's always the same. You're also weird. We always parted on bad terms, so why do you keep trying to annoy him?"

Wei WuXian thought for a moment and said, “Am I boring?”

Jiang Cheng rolled his eyes, thinking "You know that too", and turned his gaze back to the sword. Wei Wuxian asked, "How many times a day do you clean this sword?"

Jiang Cheng said, "Three times. Where's your sword? How long has it been since you cleaned it?"

Wei WuXian took a bite of a pear and said, “Throw it in the room. Clean it once a month and that’s enough.”

Jiang Cheng said, "From now on, don't go to hunting parties or forums without swords. This will give you a ready-made excuse for not having good manners and setting a good example."

Wei WuXian said, “You know I hate it when someone forces me. The more they force me, the less I want to do it. If you don’t wear a sword, what can you do to me?”

Jiang Cheng gave him a sidelong glance. Wei WuXian added, “Besides, I don’t want to be dragged into a duel with a bunch of strangers. My sword must bleed when it’s unsheathed. Unless you send two people to kill me, no one else can bother me. I might as well not bring it along. It’s all over. I want some peace and quiet.”

Jiang Cheng said: "Didn't you love showing off your sword skills in front of others?"

Wei Wuxian said: "I was a child before. Who can be a child forever?"

Jiang Cheng snorted and laughed, saying, "It doesn't matter if you don't wear a sword. But you should stop messing with Jin Zixuan in the future. After all, he is Jin Guangshan's only son, and he will be the head of the Lanling Jin family in the future. If you fight him, what do you want me, the head of the family, to do? Fight him with you? Or punish you?"

Wei WuXian said: “Isn’t there another Jin GuangYao now? Jin GuangYao is much more pleasing to the eye than him.”

Jiang Cheng wiped the sword and looked at it for a while before sheathing the Three Poisons. He said, "What's the point of being pleasing to the eye? No matter how pleasing to the eye or how clever he is, he can only be a retainer who welcomes and sends people around. This is where he will stop in his life. He can't compare to Jin Zixuan."

Wei WuXian heard his tone and it seemed like he admired Jin ZiXuan very much. He said, “Jiang Cheng, answer me honestly, what do you mean? You brought Senior Sister with you last time. You didn’t really want Senior Sister to be with him…?”

Jiang Cheng said: "It's possible."

Wei WuXian said, “Why not? You forgot what he did in Langye, why not tell me?”

Jiang Cheng said: "He probably regretted it."

Wei WuXian said, “Who cares if he regrets? If he knows he’s wrong, should we forgive him? Look at his father’s behavior. Who knows, he might be the same in the future, fooling around looking for women everywhere. Senior sister, you want to be with him? Can you tolerate it?”

Jiang Cheng said grimly: "He dares!"

After a pause, Jiang Cheng looked at him and said, "However, it is not up to you to decide whether to forgive or not. Who told me to like him?"

Wei WuXian was speechless. After a long pause, he managed to say, "Why do I like this..."

He threw the pear away and asked, "Where is Senior Sister?"

Jiang Cheng said, "I don't know. It's still one of those places. If she's not in the kitchen, then she's in the bedroom, or she's in the ancestral hall. Where else can she go?"

Wei Wuxian left the sword-testing hall and went to the kitchen first. There was a half-pot of hot soup simmering on the fire, but the person was not there. He then went to Jiang Yanli's room, but she was not there either. Finally, he went to the ancestral hall, and sure enough, she was there.

Jiang Yanli knelt in the ancestral hall, wiping the tablets of her father and mother while talking in a low voice. Wei Wuxian poked his head in and asked, "Senior Sister? Are you chatting with Uncle Jiang and Madam Yu again?"

Jiang Yanli said softly: "Since none of you came, I had to come."

Wei Wuxian walked in, sat down beside her, and helped her wipe the tablet.

Jiang Yanli glanced at him and said, "Ah Xian, why are you looking at me like that? Do you want to tell me something?"

Wei WuXian smiled and said, “Nothing. I just came in to roll around.”

As he said this, he really rolled on the ground. Jiang Yanli asked, "Xianxian, how old are you?"

Wei WuXian said, “Three years old.”

Seeing that Jiang Yanli was amused, he sat up, thought for a moment, and said, "Senior Sister, I want to ask you something."

Jiang Yanli said: "Ask."

Wei WuXian said: “Why would a person like another person? I’m talking about that kind of like.”

Jiang Yanli was slightly startled, and asked curiously: "Why are you asking me this? Who do you like? What kind of girl is she?"

Wei WuXian said, “No. I won’t like anyone. At least I won’t like someone too much. Isn’t that putting a plow and reins around your own neck?”

Jiang Yanli said: "Three years old is a bit old, one year old is better." 

Wei WuXian said, “No, I’m three years old! Three-year-old XianXian is hungry! What should I do!”

Jiang Yanli smiled and said, "There's soup in the kitchen, go have some. I wonder if Xianxian can reach the stove?"

“If I can’t reach it, Senior Sister, pick me up and I’ll be able to reach it…” Wei Wuxian was just talking nonsense when Jiang Cheng just stepped into the ancestral hall. Hearing what he said, he spat, “Say those nonsense again! I’ve served you some soup and put it outside. Kneel down and thank you, then get out and drink your soup.”

Wei WuXian jumped out to take a look, then turned back and asked, “Jiang Cheng, what do you mean, where are the spareribs?”

Jiang Cheng said, "We've finished eating. Only the lotus root is left. You can eat it if you want."

Wei WuXian thrust his elbow at him: “Spit out the ribs!”

Jiang Cheng said, "If you want to spit it out, then spit it out. If you can, I'll spit it out and you can eat it!"

Jiang Yanli heard them start again and said hurriedly, "Okay, you are old enough to fight for a few ribs. I will make another can..."

Wei Wuxian’s favorite is the lotus root and pork ribs soup cooked by Jiang Yanli.

In addition to the fact that it tastes really delicious, he also always remembers what it was like when he first drank it.

At that time, Wei Wuxian had just been picked up by Jiang Fengmian from Yiling. As soon as he entered the door, he saw a proud young master running around in the training ground with a few puppies. He immediately covered his face with his hands and cried loudly. He clung to Jiang Fengmian for the whole day and refused to get off. The next day, the puppies raised by Jiang Cheng were given to others.

This incident made Jiang Cheng so angry that he burst into tears. Even though Jiang Fengmian tried to comfort him and told them to "be good friends", he still refused to talk to Wei Wuxian. After several days, Jiang Cheng's attitude softened a little. Jiang Fengmian wanted to strike while the iron was hot, so he asked Wei Wuxian to live in the same room with him, hoping that they could improve their relationship.

Jiang Cheng was about to agree, but Jiang Fengmian was so happy that he lifted Wei Wuxian up and let him sit on his arm. Jiang Cheng was stunned when he saw this scene. Madam Yu sneered and left. Because the couple had important matters to attend to, they left in a hurry, so they didn't have time to have another argument.

That night, Jiang Cheng locked Wei Wuxian outside the door and did not let him in.

Wei WuXian knocked on the door and said, “Junior Brother, Junior Brother, let me in. I want to sleep.”

Jiang Cheng was in the room, with his back against the door, shouting, "Who is your junior brother? Give me back my Feifei, give me back my Jasmine, give me back my Xiaoai!"

Feifei, Jasmine, and Xiaoai were all dogs he had raised before. Wei Wuxian knew that Jiang Fengmian had sent them away because of him, and whispered, "I'm sorry. But...but I'm really afraid of them..."

In Jiang Cheng's memory, Jiang Fengmian had picked him up no more than five times in total, and each time made him happy for several months. He felt a rage in his chest that he couldn't get out, and his mind was full of "Why, why, why, why?" Suddenly, he saw that there was a set of bedding that didn't belong to him in the room that originally belonged to him. The rage and unwillingness rushed to his head, driving him to hug Wei Wuxian's mat and quilt. Wei Wuxian waited by the door for a long time, and suddenly the door opened. Before he could show joy, he was hit by a pile of things that were thrown out and almost fell on his back. The wooden door was closed again, and Jiang Cheng said from inside: "Go sleep somewhere else! This is my room! Do you want to take my room too?!"

Wei WuXian didn’t understand what Jiang Cheng was angry about at that time. He was stunned for a moment and said, “I didn’t rob you. It was Uncle Jiang who asked me to live with you.”

When Jiang Cheng heard him still mentioning his father, it was as if he was showing off on purpose. His eyes turned red and he shouted, "Go away! If I see you again, I'll call a pack of dogs to bite you!"

Wei WuXian was standing at the door. When he heard someone was going to call the dog to bite him, he felt a surge of fear in his heart. He twisted his hands and said quickly, “I’m leaving, I’m leaving. Don’t call the dog!”

He dragged the thrown mat and quilt and ran out of the corridor. Not long after arriving at Lotus Pier, he didn't dare to jump around so quickly. He just stayed in the few places Jiang Fengmian asked him to stay all day. He didn't know the roads and rooms, and he didn't dare to knock on the door casually, for fear of disturbing someone's dream. After thinking for a while, he walked to a corner of the wooden corridor where there was no wind, spread out the mat, and lay down here. But the longer he lay there, the louder Jiang Cheng's words "I'll call a group of dogs to bite you" sounded in his mind. The more Wei Wuxian thought about it, the more scared he became. He arched his back in the quilt and tossed and turned. He felt that any slight movement was like a group of dogs quietly surrounding him. After struggling for a while, he felt that he couldn't stay in this place anymore, so he jumped up, rolled up the mat, folded the quilt, and escaped from Lotus Pier.

He ran breathlessly in the night wind for a long time, and when he saw a tree, he climbed up without thinking, hugging the trunk with his hands and feet. He felt that it was very high, and then he felt relieved. He didn't know how long he had been hugging the tree, but suddenly, Wei Wuxian heard someone calling his name softly in the distance. The voice was getting closer and closer, and soon, a girl in white clothes holding a lantern appeared under the tree.

Wei Wuxian recognized that this was Jiang Cheng's sister and kept silent, hoping that she would not discover him. Unexpectedly, Jiang Yanli asked, "Is it Ah Ying? What are you doing up there?"

Wei Wuxian continued to remain silent. Jiang Yanli raised the lantern and said, "I saw you. Your shoes fell under the tree."

Wei WuXian lowered his head to glance at his left foot, then exclaimed, “My shoe!”

Jiang Yanli said: "Come down, let's go back."

Wei WuXian said, “I…I won’t go down. There are dogs.”

Jiang Yanli said, "Ah Cheng lied to you. There is no dog. You have no place to sit. Your hands will get sore soon and you will fall down."

No matter what she said, Wei Wuxian just refused to come down from the tree trunk. Jiang Yanli was afraid that he would fall, so she put the lantern under the tree and stood under the tree with both hands to catch it, not daring to leave. After a stalemate of about an incense stick, Wei Wuxian's hands finally got sore, and he let go of the tree trunk and fell down. Jiang Yanli hurried to catch it, but Wei Wuxian still fell with a bang, rolled a few times, and hugged his legs and cried, "My leg is broken!"

Jiang Yanli comforted him, "It's not broken, and it shouldn't be folded either. Does it hurt? It's okay, don't move, I'll carry you back."

Wei WuXian was still thinking about the dog, sobbing, “Dog…is the dog here…”

Jiang Yanli assured him again and again, “No, there is a dog and I will help you drive it away.” She picked up Wei Wuxian’s shoes from under the tree and asked, “Why did your shoes fall off? Don’t they fit?”

Wei WuXian held back the tears of pain and said hurriedly, “No, it fits.”

In fact, they didn’t fit, they were a lot bigger. But this was the first pair of new shoes Jiang Fengmian bought for him, Wei Wuxian was embarrassed to bother him to buy another pair, so he didn’t say they were too big. Jiang Yanli helped him put on the shoes, pinched the deflated toe, and said, “It’s a little big, I’ll get it altered when we get home.”

After hearing this, Wei Wuxian felt like he had done something wrong again and felt a little uneasy.

When living under someone else's roof, the most frightening thing is causing trouble for them.

Jiang Yanli carried him on her back, and walked back with one foot deep and one foot shallow, saying, "Aying, no matter what Acheng said to you just now, don't bother with him. He has a bad temper and often plays alone at home. He loves those puppies the most, and he was sad when their father sent them away. In fact, he is very happy to have someone to accompany him. You ran out for a long time and didn't come back, so he was worried that something happened to you, and hurried to wake me up, so I came out to look for you."

Jiang Yanli was actually only two or three years older than him, and was only twelve or thirteen years old at that time. She was obviously also a child, but she spoke very naturally like a little adult, and she kept coaxing him. Her body was very thin and weak, and she didn't have much strength. She swayed from time to time, and had to stop to support Wei Wuxian's thigh to prevent him from sliding down. However, Wei Wuxian felt incomparably safe when he lay on her back, even safer than sitting on Jiang Fengmian's arms.

Suddenly, a sobbing sound was carried by the night wind. Jiang Yanli was frightened and asked, "What sound? Did you hear it?"

Wei WuXian pointed his finger and said, “I heard it. It came from that pit!”

The two walked around the edge of the pit and carefully looked down. There was a small figure lying at the bottom of the pit. When he raised his face, the plaster on his face was washed away by tears, leaving two traces, and he uttered a choked voice: "...Sister!"

Jiang Yanli breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Ah Cheng, didn't I tell you to call someone to come out and look for her together?"

Jiang Cheng just shook his head. After Jiang Yanli left, he waited for a while, but felt uneasy and decided to chase her out. But he ran too fast and forgot to bring his lantern, so he fell down halfway and fell into a pit, breaking his head.

Jiang Yanli reached out and pulled her brother out of the pit, took out a handkerchief and put it on his bleeding forehead. Jiang Cheng looked depressed, and his black eyes glanced at Wei Wuxian secretly. Jiang Yanli asked, "Is there something you haven't said to Ah Ying?"

Jiang Cheng pressed the handkerchief against his forehead and said softly, "...I'm sorry."

Jiang Yanli said, "Help Ah Ying take the mat and quilt back later, okay?"

Jiang Cheng sniffed and said, "I've already taken it back..."

Both of them had injured legs and could not walk. At this time, they were still some distance away from the Lotus Pier, so Jiang Yanli had to carry one on her back and hold the other in her arms. Wei Wuxian and Jiang Cheng both hugged her neck. She was exhausted and panting after walking a few steps, and said, "What should I do with you?"

Both of them still had tears in their eyes, and they hugged her neck tighter with grievance.

Finally, she took her two brothers back to the Lotus Pier, stopping step by step. She gently woke up the doctor and asked him to bandage and treat Wei Wuxian and Jiang Cheng. After that, she apologized and thanked him several times before sending the doctor back. Jiang Cheng looked at Wei Wuxian's feet with a nervous expression. If this matter was known by other disciples or servants and spread to Jiang Fengmian's ears, Jiang Fengmian would definitely dislike him even more if he knew that he threw Wei Wuxian's mat out and injured Wei Wuxian's leg. This is why he dared to chase out alone just now, but did not dare to tell others. Seeing that he looked very worried, Wei Wuxian took the initiative to say: "Don't worry, I won't tell Uncle Jiang. I got hurt because I suddenly wanted to go out to climb a tree at night."

Hearing this, Jiang Cheng breathed a sigh of relief and swore, "Don't worry, I will help you drive away dogs whenever I see them in the future!"

Seeing that the two had finally talked it out, Jiang Yanli said happily, "That's how it should be."

After tossing and turning for half the night, the two were hungry. Jiang Yanli went to the kitchen, tiptoed for a while, and heated up a bowl of lotus root and pork ribs soup for each of them.

The fragrance lingers in my heart and has not dissipated to this day.

Wei Wuxian squatted in the yard, put the empty bowl of soup on the ground, looked at the starry night sky for a while, and smiled slightly.

Today he and Lan Wangji met by chance on Yunmeng Street, and he suddenly recalled many things that happened when he was studying in the Cloud Recesses.

He called Lan Wangji on a whim, and originally wanted to lead the topic in that direction. But Lan Wangji reminded him that everything was different from what it was back then.

However, as long as he returned to Lotus Pier and to the Jiang siblings, he would have the illusion that nothing had changed.

Wei Wuxian suddenly wanted to go look for the tree he had hugged that year.

He stood up and walked out of the Lotus Pavilion. The disciples along the way bowed and nodded to him respectfully. They were all unfamiliar faces. The familiar junior brothers who were like monkeys and refused to walk properly, and the servants who would make faces and refuse to salute honestly, were all gone.

After passing through the training grounds and stepping out of the gate of Lotus Pier, there was a wide pier. No matter day or night, there were always vendors selling food on the pier. As the oil in the wok fried, the aroma filled the air. Wei Wuxian couldn't help but walk over and said with a smile, "There's plenty of food today."

The vendor also smiled and said, "Young Master Wei, would you like one? Consider this as a gift from me, no need to put it on the account."

Wei WuXian said, “Come on. The account will still be recorded as usual.”

Next to the vendor, there was a dirty man squatting. Before Wei Wuxian approached, he was hugging his knees and shivering, seeming to be cold and tired. After hearing Wei Wuxian's words, the man suddenly looked up.

Wei WuXian opened his eyes slightly and asked, “You?!”