Stepping into the room, he closed the door with his backhand, Wei Wuxian leaned against the door frame, and when he heard the sound of Lan Wangji closing the door, he immediately raised his hand and slapped himself.
He sat heavily on the wooden couch, buried his still-hot face in his palms, and the heat did not subside after burying it for a while. On the face, and on the body. He picked up the water from the teapot on the table and splashed himself all over his face, but it didn't help. He now smells of Lan Wangji all over him.
Wei WuXian knew that if he continued to stay here, thinking that Lan WangJi was just a wall away from him, thinking about what they were doing not long ago, I'm afraid he wouldn't think about a moment of peace tonight. This place is absolutely unstoppable tonight.
He pushed open the wooden window, stepped on the window lattice, and leaped out lightly, like a black cat, and landed silently on a street outside the inn.
It was late at night and there was no one on the street, which was just the right time for Wei Wuxian to run wild by himself.
Running past the wall that Lan Wangji had painted while he was drunk, he stopped and stopped.
The walls are full of messy rabbits, pheasants, and little human heads. Looking at it, Wei Wuxian recalled the way Lan Wangji was engrossed when he painted them, and the way he pulled himself to appreciate it after he finished painting, and couldn't help but tug at the corner of his mouth.
An unparalleled regret came over him.
If only he didn't take advantage of the wine to act recklessly.
At least now, he can still pretend to be extremely upright and have no distractions, rub against Lan Wang's machine with a stubborn face, and squeeze himself beside him to pretend to sleep or fall asleep peacefully, instead of having no sleep in the middle of the 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 who were pouting and kissing, and came to "Lan Wangji is here" above. These sentences were to be erased. Before erasing, he traced the trajectory of these three words with his fingertips on the name "Lan Wangji".
Once, twice, three times.
The more you describe, the more difficult it is to give up.
Suddenly, he heard a crackling sound. It was midnight, and he was alert. He looked around the corner and saw a black-clothed figure crawling on the wall, holding a small file, concentrating on shoveling down the wall. Graffiti traces.
Wei Wuxian: "..."
Wen Ning turned around, his face covered in white ashes, and said, "Young Master, why are you here?"
Wei WuXian asked, "What are you doing?"
"Oh." Wen Ning said, "I see that Mr. Lan has written a lot. When people here will wake up tomorrow and see it, it will probably cause trouble for them, so I will erase some..." After a pause, he said strangely: "Where's Young Master Lan?"
Wei Wuxian lowered his head and said, "He's resting, I'll come out and walk around."
Wen Ning noticed that he was in a wrong mood, so he stopped and said, "Master, is something wrong?"
He took a few steps towards Wei Wuxian, suddenly startled, and backed away. Wei Wuxian was stunned, "What are you doing?"
Wen Ning seemed to be frightened, and waved his hand quickly: "No, no, nothing!"
Wei Wuxian knew at a glance that he was embarrassed. He glanced inadvertently and found that there were a few red fingerprints on his wrist, which were left when Lan Wangji grabbed him and pressed him onto the bed. When he touched his lips, it was still slightly red. At that time, they were rolling on the couch in a state of confusion, wishing to rub them together, Lan Wangji bit and gnawed on him, the neck must be very exciting. If there was blood on Wen Ning's face, it was estimated that his face was so red that he was about to bleed. Wei Wuxian didn't know what to say, and said, "You... ugh!"
He sat down by the corner and sighed, "I want to drink."
Wen Ning immediately said, "I'll go buy it."
Wei WuXian said, "Come back! What are you running for?"
Wen Ning came back again: "Looking for wine..."
Wei WuXian said, "I told you... I just said something casually. You really went looking for it, but you are not really my servant."
Wen Ning said, "I know."
Wei WuXian said, "Besides, are you rich?"
Wen Ning said, "No..."
Wei WuXian said, "Look! I knew it!"
Wen Ning said enviously, "However, Young Master Lan has a lot of... a lot of money... that's great."
"Alas." Wei Wuxian knocked the back of his head against the wall a few times, and said "Ai" several times in a row, "Forget it. I won't drink again in the future."
Wen Ning was stunned: "Why?"
Wei WuXian said, "Drinking is bad. I want to stop drinking."
Wen Ning's mouth twitched. Wei WuXian said, "What do you mean, don't you believe it?"
Wen Ning murmured, "No, no... However, didn't my elder sister try her best and didn't ask you to stop drinking..."
"Haha, haha." Wei Wuxian remembered it, and said, "Isn't the way she thought of using needles to poke holes in me every three days?"
After laughing enough, Wei WuXian suddenly said, "Wen Ning, have you ever thought about what you're going to do after all these messes are over?"
Wen Ning was startled and said, "What should I do?"
Now in this world, Wen Ning doesn't have any close people left, and he doesn't even know a few people. He has never been good at making up his own mind, let alone decisive. Either following Wenqing or Wei Wuxian, other than that, he probably doesn't know where he should go or where he can go. But Wei Wuxian still hopes that he can find his own way. But speaking out, it was as if he was chasing him.
Thinking about it again, Wen Ning didn't know where to go, so how could he know? When he was with Lan Wangji before, he hadn't thought about this issue at all, and he took it for granted that it would continue like this, without any change. But after tonight, maybe he and Lan Wangji will never be able to return to that kind of relationship. Leaving Lan WangJi and wandering all over the world alone seems to be a good idea.
But there was a voice in Wei Wuxian's heart telling him clearly: No way.
The nonsense he said on the Jinlin Terrace at the time really came true. The current Wei Wuxian would not be able to leave Lan Wangji.
Wei Wuxian let out a long sigh, and said, "I want to drink."
The more he thought about it, the more depressed he became. The anxiety that had nowhere to vent finally turned into a full of anger. He jumped up and said, "Damn. Wen Ning, go!"
Wen Ning said, "Where are you going?"
Wei WuXian said, "Look for bad luck!"