Published side story - Chaomu

It has been a long time since Hai Shi, and people have not come back.

The paper lamp on the table was still on, Lan Wangji stared at the hazy halo without blinking.

After a while, he got up and walked to the door of the quiet room, and opened the wooden door.

Standing for a moment, he seemed to be about to step out of the door, when a strange sound came from behind him.

Lan Wangji turned around abruptly, only to see that the window was opened at an unknown time, the sash was still slightly opening and closing in the night wind, and a strange large bag protruded from the thin quilt on the couch, as if something broke through the window. Rolled in and was curled up inside, moving slowly.

After being speechless for a moment, Lan Wangji gently closed the door and returned to the house. On the way, he blew out the light, closed the window, and got on the couch.

He lay beside the huge bulge, pulled another quilt silently, and closed his eyes.

After a while, suddenly a cold big thing got into his quilt.

This cold big thing twisted and arched onto him, pressed against his chest, and shouted cheerfully: "Lan Zhan, I'm back, welcome me."

Lan WangJi hugged him back and said, "Why are you so cold."

Wei WuXian said, "I've been blowing the wind for a long time. Borrow me to keep you warm."

No wonder it was covered with grass clippings and dust, and it must have taken the younger generation who did not know where to go to the barren mountains and wild ridges to harm the birds, animals, monsters and ghosts in the mountains.

Rolling on his bed and drilling his quilt in such a filthy manner, Lan WangJi, who was so clean by nature, didn't dislike him at all, his arms silently exerting force, hugging Wei Wuxian even tighter.

After using his body to warm him for a while, Lan WangJi said, "At least, take off your boots."

Wei WuXian said, "Okay." He kicked off his boots with both feet, and then retreated into the quilt to go to Binglan Wangji.

Lan Wangji said lightly, "Don't move."

Wei WuXian said, "I'm already on your bed, you still want me to stop moving?"

Lan Wangji said, "Uncle is back."

Lan Qiren lived not far from Lan Wangji's quiet room. He didn't like Wei Wuxian in the first place. If there was any unseemly movement, he was afraid that he would beat his chest and kick at Wei Wuxian the next day. Furious.

Wei WuXian inserted his knees between Lan WangJi's legs, gave him two ambiguous and malicious thrusts, and simply expressed his attitude with his actions.

After a moment of silence, Lan Wangji suddenly turned over and pinned Wei Wuxian under him.

He moved too much and used too much force, and the two of them made a thud on the wooden couch.

"Slow, slow, slow... slow... slow!"

Lan Wangji pressed Wei Wuxian firmly on the couch, slashed into him like a bamboo stick, and pushed it all the way to the bottom, until his lower abdomen completely pressed against Wei Wuxian's bare buttocks, and he couldn't go any further. verb: move.

Wei Wuxian took two breaths and shook his head, not daring to move, just rolled his eyes, twisted his waist in discomfort, and wanted to spit out some of his lower body. But Lan Wangji sensed his intention, clasped his waist, and filled it back immediately.

Wei WuXian exclaimed, "Ah!", "HanGuang-Jun!"

Lan WangJi held back for a while, and said, "You asked for it yourself." After a moment's pause, he immediately started pumping.

Wei Wuxian was firmly pressed under him, his legs were curled up, his black hair was scattered, his face flushed, and his body was moved upwards with his movements. Lan Wangji gave it one time, Wei Wuxian called out very cooperatively, sent it twice, and called it twice. After burying his head and working hard for a while, Lan WangJi finally couldn't let him scream like this. He forcibly endured the gasping breath that was about to explode in his chest, and said in a low voice, "You...you should be quieter."

Wei Wuxian raised his hand to touch his face, thinking that Lan Zhan's thin-skinned face was really strange, it was obviously terrifyingly hot, but he didn't blush, it was still like frost covered with snow, so handsome that he was so excited that he couldn't help it. Self-sufficient, only the earlobes are dyed a little pink.

He panted and said, "Second brother, don't you want to hear me?"

Lan Wangji: "..."

His appearance of telling the truth is hard to tell, telling lies and unwilling to go against his heart, Wei Wuxian's whole body is filled with indescribable pleasure, and he can't wait to swallow Lan Wangji. He said: "I'm afraid that my call will be heard, it's not easy, you mute me."

Lan Wangji's chest heaved violently, and there were slight bloodshots in the bottom of his eyes. Wei WuXian urged, "Come on! Mute me, do whatever you want, I can't even call you to death..."

Before he finished speaking, Lan Wangji leaned down and sealed his lips.

After the mouth was blocked, Wei Wuxian's limbs were entangled, the two rolled around on the couch, fighting in a ball, the quilt had already been lifted to the ground. , After being stabbed by him for half an hour, Wei Wuxian had numb all the way from his back to his buttocks and legs, and he was very doubtful that he would be stabbed in the same position all night long. Looking at Lan Wangji's posture, he didn't mean to stop at all, maybe it really happened, so Wei Wuxian took the initiative to roll over and straddle Lan Wangji, put his arms around his neck, and rose and fell by himself, moving as he went. Biting Lan Wangji's earlobe, he said, "Is it deep?"

He whispered in his ear, wet and warm. Lan Wangji stretched out his hand and pressed his shoulder down hard.

This time is really great. Wei Wuxian screamed in surprise. hug him tightly. Lan WangJi rubbed his lower back and said, "It's not deep."

Wei WuXian was in shock, his lips moved a few times, and before he could answer, he suddenly cried out with a wrinkled face, "Ah! Wait! Nine, nine, nine shallow and one deep!"

He protected his abdomen in vain with one hand, and clasped his five fingers into Lan Wangji's shoulders, which were firm but not exaggerated. , times, so, so..."

In the second half of the good sentence, the top is broken and broken. Lan Wangji said, "I don't understand!"

Although the front screamed desolately and said everything in order to beg for mercy, but after the middle of the night, when the two games were over, Wei Wuxian's legs were still firmly locked on Lan Wangji's waist, preventing him from leaving.

Lan Wangji's body covered Wei Wuxian's entire being, taking care not to put his weight on him. The parts where the two people's bodies touched and connected were wet and slippery. Lan Wangji seemed to be about to get up, but with a slight movement, Wei Wuxian retracted his legs, and the short section that had just been separated was immediately wedged back tightly.

Wei Wuxian said lazily, "Don't move, it's windy, lie down for a while."

Lan Wangji didn't move. After a while, he asked Wei Wuxian, "Aren't you going to hold on?"

Wei Wuxian said pitifully, "Hold on, you'll kill me. You didn't listen to what I said just now."

"..."

Lan Wangji said, "I'll come out."

Wei Wuxian immediately changed his face and said bluntly, "I just like being supported by you like this, it's quite comfortable."

After saying that, he squeezed hard. Lan Wangji's expression changed, and his breathing was stagnant for a moment. After holding it for a while, he said in a hoarse voice, "...I don't know how to be ashamed!"

Seeing that he was almost in a hurry, Wei Wuxian laughed and kissed his lips, "Second brother, we haven't done anything before, so why should we be ashamed?"

Lan WangJi shook his head helplessly and said in a low voice, "Let me out, you want to take a shower."

Wei Wuxian was already a little sleepy, so he said in a daze, "I don't want to wash, I'll wash it tomorrow, I'm exhausted today."

Lan Wangji kissed him on the forehead and said, "Take a shower. Be careful of your health."

Wei Wuxian was so sleepy that he couldn't lock him, so he let down his limbs limply, Lan Wangji got off the bed, first picked up the quilt that had been thrown to the ground before, and covered Wei Wuxian's naked body tightly. Then he put the messy clothes he threw on the screen one by one, put on his own clothes, dressed quickly, and went out to fetch water for a bath.

After a stick of incense, Wei Wuxian, who was almost asleep, was picked up by him and put into the tub. The tub was placed next to Lan Wangji's desk, Wei Wuxian soaked in the water for a while and swam for a while, then regained his energy, patted the edge of the wooden tub, and said, "Aren't we going together? Hanguang-Jun!"

Lan Wangji said, "I'll wait."

Wei WuXian said, "Why wait a while? Come now."

Lan Wangji glanced at him, as if thinking about something. After a while, he said, "Four days after I came back, four of the bathtubs in the quiet room were broken."

At that glance, Wei Wuxian felt that it was necessary to defend himself, and said, "It's not my fault that it broke last time." Lan Wangji put the acacia box in a place where Wei Wuxian could reach, and said quietly. Said: "My fault."

Wei Wuxian poured a splash of water on his neck, and the continuous red hickey became more vivid as he washed it. He said, "Yeah. It wasn't my fault last time. In fact, let's be reasonable. You broke up every time. You haven't changed your problem since the first time."

Lan Wangji got up, and when he came back, he put a jar of Tianzi laughing next to Wei Wuxian's hand, then sat down beside the desk and said, "Yes."

Wei Wuxian could stretch his hand a little longer to scratch his chin, and he did exactly that. Lan WangJi picked up a few sheets of densely packed paper and began to look at them while making some brief comments and the like. Wei Wuxian soaked in the water, opened Tianzixiao, raised his head, took a sip, and said casually, "What are you looking at?"

Lan Wangji said, "Night Hunting Notes."

Wei WuXian said, "Written by the little ones? These notes are not for you to correct, right? I remember that they belonged to your uncle."

Lan Wangji said, "Uncle is immaculate, I do it occasionally."

Probably because Lan Qiren was busy with other more important matters, this task was temporarily handed over to Lan Wangji. Wei Wuxian reached out and took two pieces of paper over, turned it over, and said, "Your uncle, back then, he wrote about a few hundred words every two paragraphs, and at the end he has to sum up nearly a thousand words, I don't know where he came from. Spend more time writing these comments. Your comments are really few."

Lan WangJi said, "Short, isn't it good?"

Wei WuXian said, "Okay! It's concise."

Lan Wangji's lack of approval is definitely not a matter of cutting corners, even if it is a simple matter, he will not slack off, but he is used to it. Wei WuXian buried his head in the water, and after a while, the water came out wet, grabbed the acacia pod with one hand and rubbed it on his hair, and with the other hand grabbed a note on the desk, looked at it twice, and suddenly burst out laughing. : "Who wrote this? A lot of typos, hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha-I knew it was Jingyi. You gave him a second-class."

Lan Wangji said, "Yes."

Wei WuXian said, "There are so many notes here, I only see one B of him, so pitiful."

Lan Wangji said, "There are too many typos, and the discussion is cumbersome."

Wei WuXian said, "What will happen if you get B?"

Lan WangJi said, "Not much. Rewrite."

Wei WuXian said, "He should be content, it's better than handstand and punish."

Lan WangJi silently put away all the messy articles he had thrown away, put them together in his hands, and put them aside. Wei Wuxian watched his actions, and the corners of his lips naturally ticked upwards. He continued, "What did you give SiZhui's review?"

Lan Wangji took out two notes, handed them to him, and said, "A class."

Wei Wuxian took it, looked down, and said, "The writing is so beautiful."

Lan Wangji said, "It's organized and contextualized, and the words are meaningful, pertinent and accurate."

Wei Wuxian turned over the stack in his hand, looked at the unapproved stack on the table, and said, "You have to read all of these? Let me read some of them for you?"

Lan Wangji said, "Okay."

Wei WuXian said, "If you see something wrong, just mark it out and comment, right?"

He reached out and took more than half of it, Lan Wangji was about to take it back, Wei Wuxian pulled his hand back and said, "What are you doing."

Lan Wangji said, "It's too much, you take a shower."

Wei Wuxian took Tianzi again and took a sip, grabbed a pen, and said, "I'm taking a bath. Anyway, I have nothing to do. It's really fun to read these notes and articles written by children."

Lan Wangji said, "You have to rest after taking a bath."

Wei Wuxian said boldly, "Do you see how I can sleep now? I think it's fine for two more fights."

Seeing him leaning over the tub and carefully reading the notes, sometimes with his arms propped on the desk to write, Lan Wangji's eyes seemed to be swaying with warmth as they reflected the lights.

Although the previous words were heroic, and I could do two games, but I led a group of teenagers in the deep mountains for a whole day, and came back to the couch for half the night, and then changed a batch of notes. , Wei Wuxian insisted on earnestly approving his own, then threw the stack of notes on the desk and slid into the water. Lan Wangji picked him up with quick and gentle movements, wiped it dry, and put him on the couch.

After taking a quick shower and getting on the couch to put him in his arms, Wei Wuxian woke up for a while, and said in a daze beside his collarbone, "Your children wrote a good article, it's time to go out for night hunting. It's still a little bit worse."

Lan Wangji said, "Mm."

Wei WuXian said, "But it doesn't matter... I'll make up for them when Yun Shen is unknown. Tomorrow... I'll continue to take them to the mandrill's nest."

The one-legged mandrill is extremely powerful, with black hair all over its body, and it eats people like eating melons and cutting vegetables. If it were another person, listening to him talk like this would be like taking a group of snot-snoring young children to play tricks on the roof.

The corners of Lan Wangji's lips moved slightly, as if about to rise. He said, "Is it also going to capture the mandrill today?"

Wei WuXian said, "Yeah, that's why I said they still have some practice. Mandrills are one-legged, and even one-legged ones can barely run. In the future, they will encounter four-legged lizards, eight-legged spiders, and hundreds of legs. Centipede, don't you just lie down and wait to die... Oh, by the way, Hanguang-Jun, I'm running out of money, you can reward me more."

Lan Wangji said, "Just hold the jade card and pay the money."

Wei Wuxian gave a sullen smile, and said, "You gave me that jade token, besides being able to enter and exit the barrier... can you also pay for it?"

"Yes." Lan Wangji said, "You smashed the houses of passers-by's stalls?"

Wei WuXian said, "No... how can there be... the money ran out because after the night hunting was over, I took them to the Hunan restaurant in Caiyi Town... the one I used to kill you and you refused to go... I'm sleepy...Lan Zhan, you should stop talking to me..."

Lan Wangji said, "Okay."

Wei WuXian said, "...let you stop talking...if you just say one word, I can't help but continue to pick up...Okay Lan Zhan, go to sleep, I...can't hold it anymore... I'm really going to sleep...Lan Zhan see you tomorrow..."

He kissed Lan Zhan's Adam's apple, and sure enough, he quickly fell asleep.

The quiet room was dark and silent.

After a while, Lan Wangji gently kissed Wei Wuxian's forehead.

He whispered, "Wei Ying, see you tomorrow."