The next morning, Wei Wuxian woke up earlier than Lan Wangji, a rare event. His legs were shaking all day.

They took out the tapir incense burner and turned it over and over again. Wei Wuxian took it apart and put it back together, but he could not find the secret inside.

Wei WuXian sat on the bank of books and said in concentration: "If it's not a problem with the incense, then it must be a problem with the incense burner. This thing is really amazing. It's like being there in person. Even empathy can have the same effect. Hasn't your family's library ever recorded this?"

Lan Wangji shook his head.

Since he shook his head, it means that no one has ever recorded it before. Wei WuXian said, "Well, the incense burner has lost its effect, so it's better to keep it away for now and don't let anyone touch it by mistake. If a master refiner comes to visit in the future, I can take it out and ask him about it."

They all thought that the incense burner's effect had worn off, but unexpectedly, things turned out to be unexpected.

Late at night, Wei Wuxian and Lan Wangji made love in the quiet room as usual, and then fell into a deep sleep together.

After a while, he opened his eyes and found himself lying under the magnolia tree outside the library again.

The sunlight shone through the branches onto his face. Wei Wuxian squinted his eyes, raised his hands to block the sunlight, and slowly sat up.

This time, Lan Wangji was not around.

Wei WuXian put his right hand to his lips and shouted, “Lan Zhan!”

No one answered. Wei Wuxian was puzzled: "It seems that the effect of the incense burner has not yet worn off. But where is Lan Zhan? Am I the only one affected by the residual magic power of the incense burner?"

In front of the magnolia tree was a white stone path. A group of Gusu Lan clan members wearing white robes and headbands walked by in twos and threes, carrying books. They seemed to be going to morning classes. No one even glanced at Wei Wuxian, and he was still nowhere to be seen. Wei Wuxian went up to the library and took a look. Lan Wangji was not there, and neither the older nor the younger ones were there. So he went downstairs again and wandered aimlessly in the Cloud Recesses.

Not long after, he suddenly heard the sound of two young men talking in low voices. When he got closer, the voice of one of the young men was surprisingly familiar: "...No one has ever been raised in the Cloud Recesses before. It is against the rules to do so."

After a moment of silence, the other boy said sullenly, "I know. But... I have made a promise and I cannot break it."

Wei WuXian's heart moved, and he looked over quietly. Sure enough, the people standing on the green lawn and talking were Lan XiChen and Lan WangJi.

It was spring, with a breeze blowing. The young Lan family twins were like flawless jade in a mirror, both dressed in white clothes as white as snow, with wide sleeves and headbands fluttering, like a painting. At this time, Lan Wangji was about fifteen or sixteen years old, with a frown on his face, as if he was troubled. In his hands was a white rabbit with a twitching pink nose. There was also a white rabbit at his feet, with its long ears erected, standing up and grabbing his boots, as if trying to climb up.

Lan Xichen asked, “How can a joke between young men be considered a serious promise? Is this really the reason?”

Lan Wangji lowered his eyes and said nothing.

Lan Xichen smiled and said, “Well, if your uncle asks you about it, you should explain it to him. You’ve spent a little more time on them these days.”

Lan Wangji nodded solemnly and said, "Thank you, brother." After a pause, he added, "...it won't affect my studies."

Lan Xichen said, “I know you won’t, Wangji. But you must not tell your uncle who gave them to you. Otherwise, he will be furious and will make you give them away no matter what.”

Hearing this, Lan Wangji seemed to hold the rabbit in his arms a little tighter. Lan Xichen smiled, raised his hand, touched the white rabbit's pink nose with his fingertips, and left leisurely.

After he left, Lan Wangji stood for a while, deep in thought. The white rabbit in his arms shook its ears from time to time, looking very content. The one at the foot was scratching more and more eagerly. Lan Wangji looked down, bent down and picked it up, put both white rabbits in his arms, and stroked them gently. The movements of his hands were very gentle, which was completely different from his expression.

Wei Wuxian couldn't wait to see who was coming, so he walked out from behind the tree, wanting to get closer to little Lan Wangji. Unexpectedly, the white rabbit slipped out of Lan Wangji's arms, and his aura suddenly changed. He turned around and saw who was coming. His eyes were cold for a moment and he was immediately stunned: "... You?!"

He was shocked, and Wei WuXian was even more shocked than him. He asked curiously, “Can you see me?”

This was really strange. Normally, people in a dream should not be able to see him. But Lan Wangji still stared at him and said, "Of course I can see you. Are you... Wei Ying?"

The young man in front of him looked to be in his twenties, definitely more than fifteen, but he did have the same face as Wei Wuxian. Lan Wangji was unable to determine the identity of the person and was extremely alert. If he was wearing a sword at this moment, Bichen would have already unsheathed it. Wei Wuxian reacted very quickly and immediately said in a serious tone, "It's me!"

When he answered like this, Lan Wangji became more alert and took two steps back. Wei Wuxian said with a hurt expression and tone, "Lan Zhan, I went through so much trouble to come back and find you, how could you do this to me?"

Lan Wangji asked, "Are you...really Wei Ying?"

Wei WuXian said, “Of course.”

Lan Wangji asked, "Why do you look different?"

Wei WuXian said: “This is a long story. Actually, it’s like this. I am indeed Wei WuXian, but I am Wei WuXian seven years later. Seven years later, I found an incredible magic weapon that can travel through time and space back to the past. I was studying it carefully, and I accidentally touched it, and now I am back!”

This statement was so absurd that it was almost a joke. Lan Wangji asked coldly, "How do you prove it?"

Wei WuXian said, “How do you want to prove it? I know everything about you. The rabbit you were holding just now, and the one at your feet, weren’t they given by me? You were so reluctant to accept them at that time, and now your brother wants you to stop raising them but you still don’t want to. Do you like them?”

Hearing this, Lan Wangji's expression changed slightly, and he hesitated to say, "I..."

Wei WuXian took two more steps towards him, opened his arms, and asked with a smile: "What's wrong with you? Are you shy?"

Seeing his strange behavior, Lan Wangji took a step back as if he was facing a great enemy. He was alert and had a look on his face. Wei Wuxian hadn't seen Lan Wangji treat him like this for a long time. He laughed in his heart and pretended to be angry: "What do you mean by this? Why are you hiding? You are so good, Lan Zhan. You have been married to me for ten years, but now you turn your face and don't recognize me!"

As soon as these words came out, Lan Wangji's handsome face, as cold as ice and snow, cracked instantly.

He said, "You... me?"

"……ten years?"

"……couple?!"

Six words, divided into several parts with difficulty, finally said in full. Wei Wuxian seemed to suddenly realize: "Oh, I forgot, you don't know it now. Calculating the time, it seems that we have just known each other for a short time? Did I just leave the Cloud Recesses? It doesn't matter, I will tell you quietly first, in a few years, we will soon become Taoist companions."

Lan Wangji: "... Taoist companion?"

Wei WuXian didn’t care if there were any loopholes in his lie, and said smugly, “Yes! We have to practice cultivation together every day. We have to go through three matchmakers and six engagements to get married, and we even worshiped heaven and earth.”

Lan Wangji was so angry that his chest rose and fell slightly. After a while, a few words popped out from between his teeth: "...Nonsense!"

Wei WuXian said, “I’m not talking nonsense! When you sleep, you like to hold me tightly and not let me move; every time you kiss me, you kiss me for a long time, and when we separate, you like to bite me gently; oh, by the way, you also like to bite me when you are doing something else, and there is always…”

From the moment he said “hold me tight”, Lan Wangji’s expression became unbearable to watch. It became more and more intense as time went on. He seemed to want to cover his ears to block out these dirty words. He slapped them away and said, “Nonsense!”

Wei WuXian dodged and said, “Nonsense again, change the words! Besides, how do you know I’m talking nonsense? Isn’t that what you are?”

Lan Wangji said word by word: "I...have never kissed...how can I know what I like when I...?"

Wei WuXian thought about it and said, “That’s right. You’ve never kissed anyone at your age, so naturally you don’t know what it’s like when you kiss someone. How about you try it now?”

"..." Lan Wangji was so angry that he even forgot to call his disciples to arrest this suspicious person, and attacked him repeatedly, going straight for his pulse. But he was still young at that time, and Wei Wuxian was much faster than him, easily avoiding it, and still had time to find an opportunity to pinch a certain part of his arm. Lan Wangji's movements paused, and Wei Wuxian took this opportunity to kiss him on the cheek.

“…”

After the kiss, Wei Wuxian let go of Lan Wangji's arm and loosened his grip. But Lan Wangji was already frozen in place, unable to come back to his senses for a long time, his entire body was sluggish.

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha……"

Wei Wuxian woke up from his dream with a smile.

He laughed so hard that he almost fell off the couch, but fortunately Lan Wangji had his arms around his waist. He laughed so hard that he trembled all over after waking up, and Lan Wangji also woke up from his deep sleep, and they both sat up together.

Lan Wangji lowered his head, stretched out a hand and gently pressed his temple, saying: "Just now, I..."

Wei WuXian continued, “Just now, did you have a dream that when you were fifteen, you met me who was in my twenties?”

"..." Lan Wangji stared at him and said, "The incense burner."

Wei WuXian nodded and said, “I originally thought that I was more affected by the residual effects of the incense burner and that’s why I fell into the dream, but who knew that it was actually you who was more affected.”

The difference between tonight and last time is that the young man Lan Zhan in the dream just now was Lan Wangji himself.

People who dream often don't know they are dreaming, so Lan Wangji in the dream really thought he was only 15 years old. It was originally a serious dream, reading in the morning, taking a walk and raising rabbits, but he was bumped into by Wei Wuxian who sneaked into his dream to make trouble, and he was caught and teased.

Wei WuXian said, “I can’t do it anymore, Lan Zhan. I love you so much for holding the rabbit tightly and refusing to let go, as if you were afraid that your brother and uncle would stop you from raising it. Hahahahaha…”

Lan Wangji said helplessly: "...It's late at night, don't disturb others with your laughter."

Wei WuXian said, “Is the noise we make every night small enough? Why did you wake up so early? If you wake up any later, I will drag you to the hill behind your home and do something bad to entertain the fifteen-year-old Xiaolan, hahahaha…”

Lan Wangji watched him rolling around beside him, but he couldn't say anything. Suddenly, he reached out, grabbed Wei Wuxian, and pressed down on him.

The two thought that after the second night, the incense burner's magic power would eventually dissipate. Unexpectedly, on the third night, Wei Wuxian woke up in Lan Wangji's dream again.

He was dressed in black, walking leisurely on the white stone path in the depths of clouds. The red tassel of his pendant swayed with his steps. Soon, the sound of reading aloud drifted over.

That direction was the Lanshi. Wei Wuxian walked outside with a swagger, and indeed saw several Lan family members studying inside. Lan Qiren was not there, and Lan Wangji was still in charge of supervision.

Lan Wangji in the dream tonight still looked like a teenager, but he was about the same age as the one Wei Wuxian saw at the bottom of the Slaughtering Black Tortoise Cave, about seventeen or eighteen years old, with elegant features, already a celebrity, but still with a youthful air. He sat in front of the hall, concentrating. When someone had questions about reading and came up to ask, he would glance at them and answer them immediately, his solemn expression forming a sharp contrast with his youthful air.

Wei Wuxian leaned against the pillar outside the orchid room, watched for a while, then quietly flew onto the roof and brought Chen Qing to his lips.

Inside the orchid room, Lan Wangji was slightly startled. A young man asked, "Sir, what's the matter?"

Lan Wangji asked, "Who is playing the flute at this time?"

The young men looked at each other. After a moment, one of them asked, "Didn't you hear the flute?"

Hearing this, Lan Wangji's expression became slightly stern. He stood up and walked out with his sword in hand. Just then, Wei Wuxian put away his flute, leaped up, and landed lightly on another roof.

Lan Wangji noticed something unusual and shouted in a low voice: "Who is coming?"

Wei WuXian let out two clear whistles from his tongue, the sound already being several dozen feet away, and he said with a smile: “It’s your husband!”

Hearing this voice, Lan Wangji's face changed and he asked uncertainly: "Wei Ying?"

Wei Wuxian didn't answer, Lan Wangji pulled out the Bichen on his back and chased after him. After a few leaps and bounds, Wei Wuxian had landed on the high wall of the Cloud Recesses, and stood up on a piece of black tiles. Lan Wangji also landed less than two meters away from him, holding the Bichen diagonally in his hand, his headband, sleeves, and clothes fluttering in the night wind, making him look like an immortal.

Wei WuXian put his hands behind his back and smiled: “What a handsome skill, what a handsome man! If there is a pot of handsome Tian Zi Xiao in this scene, it will be perfect.”

Lan Wangji stared at him for a long while, then said, "Wei Ying, I have come uninvited to visit the Cloud Recesses tonight. What brings you here?

Wei WuXian asked, “Guess?”

Lan Wangji has never had patience for this kind of guessing game, and said, "Boring!"

After hugging her for a long while, Wei WuXian said in a hoarse voice: “…It hurts…”

After the second time, Lan Wangji finally regained some calmness and sanity. He pressed on him and said helplessly, "Where...does it hurt?"

Wei WuXian: “…”

He couldn’t say that his butt hurt, so he just whispered: “Lan Zhan, please kiss me more, it hurts…”

Seeing him curled up with his eyes downcast, looking uncharacteristically well-behaved and docile, Lan Wangji's fair earlobes turned a little pink. He hugged him tightly as he was told, held his lips in his mouth, and kissed him tenderly.

The kiss was extremely gentle and delicate. When their lips parted, Lan Wangji bit Wei Wuxian's lower lip lightly. He really had this little habit.

Then, they both woke up.

Lying on the wooden couch in the quiet room, the two of them stared at each other for a moment, and Lan Wangji hugged Wei Wuxian again.

Wei WuXian was held in his arms and kissed for a long time. He looked very satisfied and squinted his eyes as he said, "Lan Zhan... let me ask you a question. You always do this because you want me to give birth to a little Lan Gongzi for you?"

He failed to flirt with her in his dream but was fooled instead. When he woke up and saw the dignified and self-sustaining Lan Wangji, he couldn't help but start talking nonsense again. But Lan Wangji was not as easily annoyed as he was in the past. He just said calmly: "How can you give birth?"

Wei WuXian moved his sore arms, rested his head on them, and said, “Ah, if I could have children, you’d have given birth to a bunch of babies running all over the floor if you kept fucking me day and night like this.”

Lan Wangji was silent, wondering what he was thinking. Wei Wuxian lifted one leg and said with a grin, "Are you shy again? Or do you really want me to give you..." Before he could finish, he suddenly felt Lan Wangji pat his buttocks, neither lightly nor heavily. Wei Wuxian almost rolled off the couch and said, "What are you doing!!!"

Lan Wangji said calmly, "Let's see how badly you're injured."

Wei WuXian rolled over to his feet, ignoring his trembling legs, and said, “No need! Lan Zhan, I remember everything you did in your dream. No one has ever treated me like this since I was a child! I tell you, if you want to do it, just do it, but don’t hit me! Especially...!!”

Lan Wangji pulled him back to the couch and said, "No need to fight. Rest."

After getting his promise, Wei WuXian felt relieved and said, “HanGuang-Jun, you said it.”

Lan Wangji said, “Yeah.”

After three nights of tossing and turning, Wei Wuxian felt sleepy and could no longer toss and turn. He snuggled into Lan Wangji's arms again and muttered, "How ridiculous! No one has ever treated me like this since I was a child..."

Lan Wangji stroked his hair, kissed him on the forehead, shook his head, and smiled.