Sleep soundly-IV

"..."

Wei WuXian said, "Relax."

Lan Wangji held his head high, keeping his cold eyes, leaning forward slightly, biting his fingers from the first knuckle to the second knuckle, his teeth working harder.

Wei Wuxian said, "It hurts!"

Lan Wangji loosened his teeth slightly, and Wei Wuxian took the opportunity to withdraw his fingers and rolled them aside. This bite made his hair stand on end. Anyone who bites reminds him of a dog, and when he thinks of a dog, his hair stands on end. Unexpectedly, before he could get away, Lan Wangji suddenly pulled out Bichen, thrust hard into the mat, and nailed a corner of Wei Wuxian's clothes to the ground.

The clothes they were wearing at this time were all changed in Lotus Pier. They were made of special fabrics that were not easy to tear. Wei Wuxian was caught by the corner of the clothes and kept him from rolling away. He said casually: "Lan Zhan, look at you. , it poked holes in the mats and floor of the store, and I have to pay for it..."

Before he finished speaking, he felt someone grabbing his collar and dragging him back. Wei Wuxian's back hit a chest firmly, and Lan Wangji's deep voice came next to his ears: "Pay compensation!"

After saying that, he pulled Bichen up from the ground and seemed to want to stab him a few more times. Wei Wuxian rushed back to stop him and said, "Stop! What's wrong with you? Why did you become like this after drinking? Do this? bad thing."

His tone was reproachful. Lan Wangji looked at him, at his own hands, and then at the hole in the ground. He seemed to suddenly wake up and put the sword away. Bichen fell to the ground with a muffled "thud" and rolled away. Wei Wuxian held the scabbard in his right hand, picked it up with one step, and inserted Bichen into the scabbard firmly and accurately. He lectured: "Don't throw such dangerous things away."

Hearing this, Lan Wangji sat up straighter and lowered his head, as if he knew he had done something wrong and was willing to accept the lesson. It was Lan Wangji who always taught him serious lessons, and it was only after drinking that he had a chance to make a comeback. Wei Wuxian clasped his hands, Bichen was in his arms, tilted his head to look at him, and couldn't help but laugh and tremble all over.

He really likes drunk Lan Wangji so much!

As soon as he was drunk, Wei Wuxian's dilemma and difficulty in moving forward in the past few days were instantly wiped away, as if all the energy he had not set out before had found a way to vent it. After walking twice around Lan Wangji, who was sitting upright, Wei Wuxian turned around and sat next to him, holding up the torn corner of his clothes to show him, and said, "Look at the good thing you did, you tore my clothes. You have to make it up for me later, you know?"

Lan Wangji nodded, and Wei Wuxian said, "Can you make up for it?"

Lan Wangji shook his head, and Wei Wuxian said, "I know you don't know how. You don't know how to study. Anyway, you have to mend my clothes. Do you understand?"

Seeing Lan Wangji nod again, Wei Wuxian contentedly picked up a cushion, and without anyone noticing, he put it over the hole poked by Bichen and said, "I'll cover this hole for you." Hide it so no one sees you doing the damage."

Lan Wangji took out the delicate and beautiful little money bag from his arms and brought it to Wei Wuxian. He shook it and said, "Compensate."

Wei WuXian said, "I know you have money, keep it and keep it…what are you doing?"

Lan Wangji stuffed the money bag into his arms. Wei Wuxian touched the heavy bulge on his chest and said, "Is it for me?"

After stuffing the money bag inside, Lan Wangji helped Wei Wuxian pull up his collar, and patted his chest, as if he was afraid that he would lose it, and said, "Put it away."

Wei Wuxian said, "Really give it to me? So much money."

Lan Wangji said: "Yeah."

The poor man Wei Wuxian was grateful and said, "Thank you, I've made it!"

Unexpectedly, Lan Wangji's brows immediately frowned. He suddenly reached into Wei Wuxian's arms, snatched the money bag back, and said, "No!"

The money Wei Wuxian had just received was gone again, and he asked in shock, "What don't you want?"

Lan Wangji looked disappointed and restrained. He just shook his head silently and took the money bag back listlessly, looking a little sad.

Wei WuXian said, "Didn't you just say you would give it to me? Why didn't you give it to me again? You don't keep your word?"

Lan Wangji turned around, and Wei Wuxian pulled his shoulder back and coaxed, "Look at me, don't run away. Come on, come on, look at me."

Then Lan Wangji looked at him. The two of them were staring at each other's face, so close that they could even count Lan Wangji's long eyelashes. The crisp sandalwood and the ambiguous aroma of wine linger in the subtle breath.

After staring at each other for a long time, Wei Wuxian's heart beat harder and harder, and finally he couldn't hold on any longer, so he retreated first and looked away.

He said: "Okay! You win. Let's change the game to play. It's still the same as before, I ask you questions and you're not allowed to tell..."

Who would have thought that when he mentioned the first word "play", Lan Wangji suddenly said: "Okay!"

He grabbed Wei Wuxian's hand, swept out of the room like a gust of wind, and rushed down the stairs. Wei Wuxian was dragged down to the lobby by him in a daze. The landlady and her guys on the first floor were eating around a long table. Lan Wangji didn't even look at them, and dragged Wei Wuxian out of the door. The landlady stood up and said, "What's wrong? Gentlemen, is the food not to your taste?"

Wei Wuxian took some time out of his busy schedule and said, "Here! Especially that wine, it's so energizing..." Before he could finish his words, Lan Wangji had already dragged him out of the inn.

Having already reached the street, Lan Wangji still had no intention of stopping and continued to fly. Wei Wuxian asked, "Where are you going?"

Without saying a word, Lan Wangji ran to the yard of a house and suddenly stopped. Wei Wuxian felt strange and was about to ask, but he raised a finger, put it in front of his lips, and said, "Shhh." He put his arms around Wei Wuxian's waist, and with the sole of his foot, he lifted him up lightly. He picked up the eaves of this house, leaned on the tiles, and whispered: "Look."

Seeing how mysterious he was, Wei Wuxian felt a little curious. He followed his focused gaze and saw a chicken coop in the yard.

"..." Wei Wuxian said, "Is this what you want me to see?"

Lan Wangji whispered: "Let's go."

Wei Wuxian asked, "What to do?"

Lan Wangji suddenly jumped up and landed in the middle of the courtyard.

If the owner of this house is awake and suddenly sees a man in white with an astonishing appearance and demeanor floating in the moonlight, he must suspect that he is an immortal banished from the Nine Heavens and fell to the mortal world. But what Lan Wangji did was not at all like blaming an immortal. He slowly groped around in the yard. Wei Wuxian noticed something was wrong more and more, so he also jumped off the wall, wiped his forehead with his hands, and said : "What on earth are you going to do?"

Lan Wangji pressed his forehead with one hand and reached into the chicken coop with the other. Several hens who were sleeping soundly in the chicken coop suddenly woke up, flapped their wings wildly, and ran away. Lan Wangji's eyes flashed, and he shot like lightning, grabbing the fattest one in his hand.

Wei Wuxian was stunned.

The yellow-flowered hen cooed in Lan Wangji's hand, and Lan Wangji solemnly sent it to Wei Wuxian's arms. Wei Wuxian said, "What?"

Lan Wangji said: "Chicken."

Wei Wuxian said, "I know it's a chicken. Why did you give me the chicken?"

Lan Wangji's face tightened and he said, "Send it to you."

Wei Wuxian said, "Give it to me... okay." It seemed that if he didn't accept it, he would be angry again. Wei Wuxian took the chicken and said, "Lan Zhan, do you know what you are doing? This chicken has an owner. You are stealing."

Hanguang Jun, a well-known celebrity from the immortal sect, if word spread and people knew that he went out to steal other people's chickens after getting drunk... I can't imagine it.

But at this time, Lan Wangji only listened to what he wanted to hear, and pretended not to hear what he didn't like to hear, and continued to work hard. The chicken coop was "clucking" and "cuckling", and it was too miserable to hear.

Wei Wuxian said, "I didn't ask you to do this."

The two of them each hugged a shivering hen, climbed out of the wall, and walked for a while. Wei Wuxian was still wondering why Lan Wangji suddenly wanted to steal the chicken. Could it be that he wanted to eat it? Suddenly, he found a piece of chicken feather on Lan Wangji's black hair.

With a "pop" sound, Wei Wuxian couldn't stand it anymore and was about to reach out to help him take it off. Unexpectedly, Lan Wangji flew up again and flew up a tree.

This tree grew in someone's yard. It grew so well that its branches and leaves stretched out of the yard wall. Lan Wangji was sitting on a branch. Wei Wuxian raised his head and said, "What's wrong with you???"

Lan Wangji bowed his head and said, "Shh."

Hearing this, Wei Wuxian felt that what he was going to do next would be something similar to stealing a chicken. I saw Lan Wangji reaching out, picking something on the treetop, and throwing it down. Wei Wuxian held the hen in one hand and caught it with the other. When he took it into his hand, he saw it was a large, round jujube that was half green but not red.

Sure enough. After stealing the chicken, it's time to steal dates again!

Wei Wuxian was no stranger to this kind of thing. When he was a boy, he used to love doing it, and he would pull a group of people to do it together with great fanfare. But if the accomplice is replaced by Lan Wangji, it will be very scary. No, they can't be considered accomplices, Lan Wangji is clearly the mastermind.

Thinking of this, an idea suddenly flashed in his mind.

At Lotus Pier before, he took Lan Wangji to see Yunmeng's old land and told him many interesting stories about his childhood, including many such "glorious deeds". Could it be that Lan Wangji heard it, remembered it, and was eager to try it and experience it?

 Probably!

The Gusu Lan family had a very strict upbringing. Lan Wangji had been locked up at home to study and write since he was a child. His words and deeds followed the standards set by his elders, and he had never done any of these inappropriate and nonsensical things. You can't do it when you're sober, so you do it when you're drunk?

Lan Wangji, who was on the jujube tree, moved like the wind. In just a moment, the jujubes from the tree were swept away and all were picked. Putting them all into Qiankun's sleeves, he jumped down from the tree, opened his sleeves, and showed his "trophies" to Wei Wuxian. Looking at these round dates, Wei Wuxian simply didn't know what to say. After a while, he praised: "...so big, so many, so awesome! Well done!"