Sleep soundly-VIII

Stepping into the room and closing the door behind his back, Wei Wuxian leaned against the door frame. When he heard Lan Wangji's gentle closing sound from outside, he immediately raised his hand and slapped himself.

He sat down heavily on the wooden couch and buried his still hot face in his hands. The heat did not subside after burying it for a while. It's on the face, it's the same in the body. He picked up the water from the teapot on the table and splashed it all over his face, but it had no effect. He now smelled of Lan Wangji all over his body.

Wei Wuxian knew that if he continued to stay here, thinking about Lan Wangji just across the wall from him, thinking about what they were doing not long ago, he might not even think about having a moment of peace tonight. I absolutely cannot stay in this place tonight.

He pushed open the wooden window, stepped on the window lattice, jumped out lightly, and landed silently on a street outside the inn like a black cat.

It was late at night and there was no one on the street, which was perfect for Wei Wuxian to run around by himself.

After running past the wall where Lan Wangji had graffitied while drunk, he stopped.

The walls were full of random rabbits, pheasants, and little human heads. As he looked at them, Wei Wuxian remembered how Lan Wangji had been concentrating on them when he was painting them, and how he had pulled her to let him admire them after he finished painting them. He couldn't help but hold the corners of his lips.

An unparalleled regret surged into my heart.

It would be better if he didn't act recklessly while drunk.

At least now he can pretend to be upright and undistracted, cuddle up against Lan Wangji's bed shamelessly, squeeze beside him and pretend to sleep or fall asleep peacefully, instead of being unable to sleep late at night, rushing out of the inn and running like a headless fly on the street. vent.

Wei Wuxian stretched out his hand and brushed the two little heads on the wall that were kissing each other with pouty lips, and came to the "Lan Wangji is here for a visit" above. These sentences were to be erased. Before erasing them, he traced the traces of these three characters on the name "Lan Wangji" with his fingertips.

Once, twice, three times.

The more I trace it, the harder it is to let go.

Suddenly, he heard a crunching sound. It was midnight, and he was alert. He walked around the corner and saw a figure in black leaning on the wall. He was holding a small file and was concentrating on flattening the cracks on the wall. Graffiti marks.

Wei Wuxian: "…"

Wen Ning turned around, his face covered with gray, and said, "Sir, why are you here?"

Wei Wuxian asked, "What are you doing?"

"Oh." Wen Ning said, "I see that Mr. Lan has written a lot. If people here wake up tomorrow and see it, it will probably cause trouble for them, so I will erase some first..." After a pause, he said strangely : "Where is Mr. Lan?"

Wei Wuxian lowered his head and said, "He's resting. I'll come out and walk around casually."

Wen Ning noticed that his mood was not right, stopped his movements and said, "Master, has something happened?"

He took a few steps closer to Wei Wuxian, then suddenly became startled and stepped back. Wei Wuxian was stunned: "What are you doing again?"

Wen Ning seemed to be frightened and waved his hands quickly: "No, no, no, no!"

Wei Wuxian knew at a glance that he was embarrassed. He accidentally glanced at it and found a few red fingerprints on his wrist, which were left when Lan Wangji grabbed him and pressed him to the bed. When I touched my lips, they were still slightly red and swollen. At that time, they were unconsciously holding each other and rolling around on the couch, wishing they could curl up together. Lan Wangji was biting and gnawing on him, and his neck must have been very exciting too. If there was blood on Wen Ning's face, he would probably be so red that he would bleed. Wei Wuxian didn't know what to say, so he said, "You…sigh!"

He sat down in the corner and sighed: "I want to drink."

Wen Ning immediately said: "I'll buy it."

Wei Wuxian said, "Come back! Why are you running away?"

Wen Ning came back again: "Looking for wine..."

Wei WuXian said, "I'm talking about you... I just said it casually. If you really go looking for me, you're not really my servant."

Wen Ning said, "I know."

Wei Wuxian said, "Besides, do you have money?"

Wen Ning said: "No..."

Wei Wuxian said, "Look! I knew it!"

Wen Ning said enviously: "However, Mr. Lan has a lot of...a lot of money...it's really nice."

"Alas." Wei Wuxian knocked the back of his head against the wall a few times, said "Alas" several times in a row, and said, "Forget it. I will never drink again from now on."

Wen Ning was stunned: "Why?"

Wei Wuxian said, "Drinking is bad. I want to stop drinking."

The corners of Wen Ning's mouth twitched. Wei Wuxian said, "What do you mean, don't you believe it?"

Wen Ning murmured: "No, no...but didn't my sister try her best to ask you to stop drinking?"

"Haha, haha." Wei Wuxian remembered it and said, "Isn't the idea she was thinking of just poking holes in my body with a needle every two days?"

After laughing enough, Wei Wuxian suddenly said: "Wen Ning, have you ever thought about what you are going to do after all these messy things are over?"

Wen Ning was startled and asked, "What should I do?"

In this world today, there are no people close to Wen Ning left, and there are not even a few people he knows. He was not good at making decisions on his own before, let alone decisive. Either following Wen Qing or Wei Wuxian, other than that, he probably didn't know where he should go or where else he could go. But Wei Wuxian still hoped that he could find his own way. But speaking out, it was like driving him away.

Thinking about it again, Wen Ning didn't know where he was going, so how could he know? When he was with Lan Wangji, he never considered this issue at all. It was natural that he felt that it would continue like this without any change. But after tonight, maybe he and Lan Wangji will never be able to have that kind of relationship again. It doesn't seem impossible to leave Lan Wangji and wander around the world on his own.

But there was a voice in Wei Wuxian's heart that told him clearly: It won't work.

The nonsense he said on the Jinlin Platform really came true. The current Wei Wuxian cannot survive without Lan Wangji.

Wei Wuxian let out a long sigh and said, "I want to drink."

The more he thought about it, the more depressed and depressed he became. The anxiety that he had nowhere to vent finally turned into full of anger. He jumped up and said, "Damn it. Wen Ning, let's go!"

Wen Ning asked: "Where to go?"

Wei Wuxian said, "Look for bad luck!"