As he spoke, he grabbed two branches and began to climb up the tree trunk. He climbed straight up with ease and skill. When he reached the top of the tree, Wei WuXian stopped and said, "Well, this is about the right position."

He buried his face in a bunch of dense branches and leaves, and looked down after a while. He said in a high voice, as if with a smile: "It seemed scary at the time, but now it's not that high."

When he hugged the tree, Wei Wuxian's eyes instantly became hot. When he looked down, his vision was already blurry.

Lan Wangji was standing under this tree, looking up at him. He was also dressed in white, without a lantern, but the moonlight shone on him, making him look so bright and clear, as if he was shrouded in a faint halo. He tilted his head slightly, looking at the top of the tree with a focused expression, and walked a few steps towards the tree, as if he wanted to reach out his hands.

Suddenly, an extremely strong impulse surged in Wei Wuxian's mind.

He wanted to fall down again like he did that year.

A voice inside him said, "If he catches me, I will..."

When he thought of the words "I will", Wei Wuxian let go. Seeing him fall from the tree without any warning, Lan Wangji's eyes widened and he rushed forward. Wei Wuxian was caught by him, or rather, he jumped into his arms.

Lan Wangji was tall and slender, and looked like a gentleman, but his strength should not be underestimated. Not only did he have amazing arm strength, but his lower body was even more stable. But this was an adult man jumping down from a tree after all, so although he caught Wei Wuxian, he staggered slightly and took a step back. But he stood firmly immediately. When he was about to let go of Wei Wuxian, he found that Wei Wuxian's hands were tightly around his neck, making him unable to move.

He couldn’t see Wei Wuxian’s face, and Wei Wuxian couldn’t see his face either, but there was no need to see. He closed his eyes and could smell the cool sandalwood scent of Lan Wangji.

He said hoarsely, "Thank you."

He is not afraid of falling, he has fallen many times over the years, but it still hurts when he falls to the ground.

It would be great if someone could catch him.

Hearing his thanks, Lan Wangji's body seemed to stiffen. He paused and took his hand back from Wei Wuxian's back.

After a moment of silence, Lan Wangji said, "No need."

After hugging for a long time, Wei WuXian separated from him, stood up straight and became a brave man again, saying as if nothing had happened: "Go back!"

Lan Wangji said, "I don't want to read it anymore."

Wei WuXian said, “Look! But there’s nothing to see outside. If we go any further, we’ll end up in the wilderness. We’ve seen enough of this in the past few days. Let’s go back to Lotus Pier. I’ll take you to see one last place.”

The two returned to the dock and re-entered the gate of Lotus Pier. When they passed by a gorgeous small building while crossing the training grounds, Wei Wuxian stopped and looked at it for a few more times, with a strange look on his face. Lan Wangji asked, "What's wrong?"

Wei WuXian shook his head and said, “Nothing. The house I used to live in was here, but it’s gone now. It was demolished as expected. These are newly built.”

They walked around the numerous buildings and came to a quiet place deep in the Lotus Pier, in front of a black octagonal hall. As if afraid of disturbing someone, Wei Wuxian gently pushed open the door and walked in. In front of the hall were rows of memorial tablets neatly arranged.

The ancestral hall of the Yunmeng Jiang family.

He found a cushion and knelt down. He took three incense sticks from the altar, burned them over the candle flame, and then inserted them into the bronze tripod in front of the spirit tablets. He knelt down three times in front of two of the spirit tablets and said to Lan Wangji, "I used to be a frequent visitor here."

Lan Wangji understood and asked, "Kneel down?"

Wei WuXian asked curiously, “How do you know? It is true. Madam Yu punishes me every other day.”

Lan Wangji nodded and said, “I’ve heard a little bit about it.”

Wei WuXian said, “The news of Yunmeng has spread to your Gusu, so it’s not just a passing mention. But to be honest, in all these years, I’ve never seen another woman with such a bad temper as Madam Yu. She would always ask me to kneel down in the ancestral hall for the slightest thing. Hahahaha…”

But, apart from this, Madam Yu never really did anything to harm him.

He suddenly remembered that this was an ancestral hall and Madam Yu's spirit tablet was right in front of him, and he hurriedly said, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry." In order to make up for his previous reckless remarks, he lit three more incense sticks and was holding them high above his head, apologizing repeatedly in his heart, when suddenly it became dark around him. He turned his head and saw Lan Wangji kneeling beside him.

Since they were in the mourning hall, they naturally had to show some respect for the sake of etiquette. Lan Wangji also took three incense sticks, rolled up his sleeves and lit them on the red candles beside him, his movements were orderly and his expression was solemn. Wei Wuxian tilted his head to look at him, and the corners of his mouth could not help but slightly rise. Lan Wangji glanced at him and reminded him: "Incense ash."

The three incense sticks in Wei Wuxian's hand had been burning for a while, and a small amount of incense ash had accumulated, which was about to fall off. However, he was reluctant to put them into the incense cauldron, and instead said solemnly: "Let's do it together."

Lan Wangji had no objection, so they each offered three incense sticks, knelt in front of the rows of spirit tablets, and bowed their heads to the names of Jiang Fengmian and Yu Ziyuan.

Once, twice, the bowing movements were exactly the same. Wei WuXian said, “Alright.” Then he solemnly inserted the incense stick into the bronze tripod.

Finally, Wei Wuxian looked at Lan Wangji, who was kneeling beside him in an extremely upright posture, put his hands together, and said silently in his heart: "Uncle Jiang, Madam Yu, it's me again. I come to disturb your peace again.

"But I really want to bring this person to you to see. The two bows just now are considered to be bows to heaven and earth and my parents. You two can help me choose the person next to him. I owe you the last bow, and I will find a chance to make it up in the future..."

At this moment, a sneer suddenly came from behind the two of them.

Wei Wuxian was praying silently, and when he heard the voice, he was startled and opened his eyes suddenly. Looking back, he saw Jiang Cheng standing in an open space outside the ancestral hall with his arms folded.

He said coldly, "Wei Wuxian, you really don't consider yourself an outsider. You come and go as you please, and bring people with you as you please. Do you still remember whose house this is and who the owner is?"

Wei Wuxian had originally intended to avoid him when he did this, and when he was discovered by Jiang Cheng, he knew that he would be scolded. He did not want to argue any more, so he said, "I did not take Han Guang-jun to other confidential places in Lotus Pier. I just came to burn some incense to pay respect to Uncle Jiang and Madam Yu. I have finished, and I will leave now."

Jiang Cheng said, "If you want to leave, please go as far away as possible. Don't let me hear or see you fooling around in the Lotus Pier again."

Wei Wuxian's eyebrows jumped, and when he saw Lan Wangji's right hand pressed on the hilt of the sword, he hurriedly pressed the back of his hand.

Lan Wangji said to Jiang Cheng, "Watch your words."

Jiang Cheng said bluntly: "I think you should pay more attention to your behavior."

Wei Wuxian’s eyebrows twitched more and more, and the ominous premonition in his heart became stronger and stronger. He said to Lan Wangji: “Hanguang-jun, let’s go.”

He turned around and kowtowed earnestly a few times in front of the spirit tablets of Jiang Fengmian and his wife, and then stood up together with Lan Wangji. Jiang Cheng did not stop him from kowtow, but he did not hide his sarcasm: "You really should kneel down to them. Going in front of them for no reason pollutes their eyes and humiliates their purity."

Wei WuXian glanced at him and said calmly, “It’s just a little incense. Is that enough for you?”

Jiang Cheng asked, "Burning incense? Wei Wuxian, don't you have any sense at all? You were kicked out of our family a long time ago. How dare you bring such a mess to burn incense for my parents?"

Wei WuXian was about to pass him and leave, but when he heard this, he suddenly stopped and said in a deep voice, “Tell me clearly, who is the messy person?”

If he was the only one here, he would have pretended not to hear anything Jiang Cheng said. But now Lan Wangji was with him, and he didn't want Lan Wangji to endure Jiang Cheng's increasingly harsh words and overwhelming malice with him.

Jiang Cheng sneered, "You have a very short memory. What is a messed up person? Then let me remind you. It was because you acted like a hero and saved the Second Young Master Lan beside you that the entire Lotus Pier and my parents were buried with you. That's not enough. After the first time, you came for the second time, even saving Wen Gou and dragging my sister and the others with you. You are really great. What's even greater is that you are so magnanimous that you brought these two to the Lotus Pier. You let Wen Gou wander around in front of our house and let Second Young Master Lan come in to burn incense, deliberately trying to make trouble for me and them."

He said, “Wei Wuxian, who do you think you are? Who gave you the face to bring people into our ancestral hall at will?”

Wei Wuxian already knew that Jiang Cheng was obsessed with settling this score with him.

Jiang Cheng felt that Wei Wuxian was not the only one responsible for the destruction of the Lotus Pier. Wen Ning and Lan Wangji were also involved. He would not treat any of these three people well, not to mention that they were all hanging around him and had even come to the Lotus Pier. He must have been furious.