TFOD Chapter 118
by VolareThe sky was not yet bright, and the long street was still quiet. Wei Wuxian and Lan Wangji walked on the road, only hearing the light “da da” sounds of the flower donkey’s hooves landing.
Wei Wuxian sat on the back of the little flower donkey, patting its rump. The bags on its back were hard and bulging, filled with apples, probably food that the younger generation of the Lan family had prepared for it.
Wei Wuxian pulled out an apple from inside, brought it to his mouth, and stared at Lan Wangji’s handsome profile, taking a crisp bite. The little apple, seeing its apple being shamelessly stolen, angrily flared its nostrils and stomped its hooves. Wei Wuxian didn’t have time to pay attention to it, slapping it a few times and stuffing the unfinished apple into its mouth, saying, “Lan Zhan, you know, that Si Si, she seems to be a friend of Jin Guangyao’s mother.”
Lan Wangji said, “I don’t know.”
Wei Wuxian laughed, “I was just saying it casually, not really asking you. I saw it in the empathy with that female ghost in the Guanyin Temple. She took good care of Jin Guangyao and his mother.”
After a moment of silence, Lan Wangji said, “So, Jin Guangyao spared that woman’s life.”
Wei Wuxian said, “It should be. At that time, I was afraid that Ze Wu-Jun would soften his heart towards him again, so I didn’t tell the truth. I don’t think it’s appropriate to tell him now either.”
Lan Wangji said, “If he asks about it later, I will tell him.”
Wei Wuxian said, “Alright.”
Looking back, he sighed rarely, “I don’t want to deal with any more messy things, let’s just leave it at that.”
Lan Wangji nodded, tightening the little apple’s rope, and continued to walk.
Everyone’s matters can only be resolved by themselves. Even if they are brothers like Lan Xichen, Lan Wangji cannot offer any help to him now. Comfort is powerless, everything is in vain.
After a pause, Lan Wangji said, “Wei Ying.”
Wei Wuxian said, “What?”
Lan Wangji said, “There is something I haven’t told you.”
Wei Wuxian actually felt his heart skip a beat, saying, “What is it?”
Lan Wangji stopped, looked directly at him, and was about to speak when urgent running sounds came from behind them. Wei Wuxian said, “Damn it, did someone catch up this fast?”
It was indeed someone catching up, but the person wasn’t bad. Lan Sizhui ran up breathlessly, “Hanguang-Jun, Senior Wei!”
Wei Wuxian rested his arm on the donkey’s head, saying, “Sizhui, I’m eloping with your Hanguang-Jun, why are you following us? Aren’t you afraid of being scolded by your old man, Lan?”
Lan Sizhui’s face flushed red, saying, “Senior Wei, don’t say that, I, I have something important to ask!”
Wei Wuxian said, “What is it?”
Lan Sizhui said, “I remembered something, I’m not sure, so… so I came to ask Hanguang-Jun and Senior Wei.”
Lan Wangji looked at him and then at Wen Ning. Wen Ning nodded. Wei Wuxian said, “What is it?”
Lan Sizhui puffed out his chest, taking a deep breath.
He said, “Claims to have exquisite craftsmanship, but the things he made were eye-searingly and stomach-achingly spicy.”
Wei Wuxian: “Huh???”
Lan Sizhui continued, “Buried me in a radish field, saying that if I basked in the sun and watered myself, I would grow taller quickly, and I could also grow a few little friends to play with me.”
Wei Wuxian: “…”
Lan Sizhui continued, “Said he was going to treat Hanguang-Jun to a meal, but in the end he ran away without paying, and it was still Hanguang-Jun who paid.”
Wei Wuxian’s eyes widened, and he almost lost his balance on the donkey’s back.
He said, “You… you…”
Lan Sizhui looked directly at Wei Wuxian and Lan Wangji, saying, “Maybe I was too young back then, and I don’t remember everything completely, but, I can be sure… I used to be surnamed Wen.”
Wei Wuxian said tremblingly, “You’re surnamed Wen? Aren’t you surnamed Lan? Lan Sizhui, Lan Yuan…”
He murmured, “Lan Yuan… Wen Yuan?”
Lan Sizhui nodded heavily, his voice also trembling, “Senior Wei, I… I am, A-Yuan…”
Wei Wuxian hadn’t reacted yet, confusedly saying, “A-Yuan… wasn’t A-Yuan dead? He was left alone at the Burial Mounds that year…”
Before he finished speaking, Lan Xichen’s words echoed in his ears again, “Those few years, they were called seclusion, but they were really just severe injuries that made it difficult to move. Even so, after learning of your death, he still dragged his injured body, no matter what, to go to the Burial Mounds for one last look…”
He suddenly looked at Lan Wangji, “Lan Zhan, was it you?!”
Lan Wangji said, “It was.”
He looked at Wei Wuxian, saying, “This is the thing I’ve never told you.”
For a long, long time, Wei Wuxian couldn’t speak.
Finally, Lan Sizhui couldn’t hold back any longer, letting out a yell, jumping up, and putting one arm around him and one arm around Lan Wangji, hugging the three of them tightly together. Wei Wuxian and Lan Wangji were bumped against each other by his hug, both stunned.
Lan Sizhui buried his head on their shoulders, saying in a muffled voice, “Hanguang-Jun, Senior Wei, I… I…”
Hearing his muffled voice, Wei Wuxian and Lan Wangji, who were close at hand, looked at each other, seeing very gentle things in each other’s eyes.
Wei Wuxian adjusted his emotions, putting his hand on Lan Sizhui’s back, patting him, saying, “Okay, why are you crying?”
Lan Sizhui said, “I’m not crying… it’s just… suddenly I feel, so sad, but also so happy… I don’t know how to say it…”
After a moment of silence, Lan Wangji also put his hand on his back, patting it.
Lan Wangji said, “Then don’t say it.”
Wei Wuxian said, “That’s right.”
Lan Sizhui didn’t say anything, hugging them even tighter.
After a while, Wei Wuxian said, “Hey hey hey, how did you get so strong, as expected of someone Hanguang-Jun taught…”
Lan Wangji looked at him, saying, “Also someone you taught.”
Wei Wuxian said, “No wonder he grew up so well.”
Lan Sizhui, however, said, “Senior Wei never taught me.”
Wei Wuxian said, “Who said I didn’t teach you? It’s just that you were too young, you’ve forgotten everything I taught you.”
Lan Sizhui said, “I didn’t forget, I remember, it seems like you did teach me.”
Wei Wuxian said, “Right?”
Lan Sizhui said seriously, “Taught me how to disguise erotic books as ordinary books.”
Wei Wuxian: “…”
Lan Wangji glanced at Wei Wuxian.
Lan Sizhui continued, “Also taught me that when a pretty girl walks by…”
Wei Wuxian said, “Nonsense, you child, how can you only remember this kind of thing. You must be dreaming, how could I teach a child these things?”
Lan Wangji tilted his head up, saying, “Uncle Ning can testify. He should have been there when you taught me these things.”
Wei Wuxian said, “Testify to what, that’s not true.”
Wen Ning said, “I… I don’t remember anything…”
Lan Sizhui said, “Hanguang-Jun, what I said is all true.”
Lan Wangji nodded, saying, “I know.”
Wei Wuxian was about to throw a tantrum on the donkey’s back, “Lan Zhan!”
He thought for a moment and said, “Speaking of which, how did you remember it, Sizhui?”
Lan Sizhui said, “I don’t know, it’s just that when I saw Chenqing, it felt very familiar.”
Sure enough, it was Chenqing. Wei Wuxian said, “Oh, that’s natural you’d be familiar with it, you used to love eating Chenqing the most, often drooling all over it, making it impossible for me to play.”
Lan Sizhui’s face flushed red, saying, “R-really…”
Wei Wuxian smiled, saying, “Yeah, otherwise how would you remember it just by looking at it? Do you want to hear more about your childhood?”
He made two butterfly shapes with his hands, saying, “Hanguang-Jun, do you remember, that time I treated you to a meal, he was holding a pair of butterflies, muttering, ‘I like you,’ ‘I like you too’…”
Lan Sizhui’s face became more and more red, and Wei Wuxian said, “Oh right, that time you even shouted ‘dad’ to Hanguang-Jun in public. Poor Hanguang-Jun, a handsome, upright, and pure young man, inexplicably became someone’s dad…”
“Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!”
Lan Sizhui shouted, face red, “Hanguang-Jun, I’m sorry!”
Lan Wangji looked at Wei Wuxian who was laughing, shaking his head, but his expression was full of tenderness.
Wei Wuxian continued, “Oh right, Wen Ning, you knew about this a long time ago?”
Wen Ning nodded, and Wei Wuxian was stunned, “Then why didn’t you tell me?”
Wen Ning looked at Lan Wangji, carefully saying, “Young Master Lan didn’t say to tell you, so…”
Wei Wuxian was angry at his inaction, “How can you listen to him so much, you’re the Ghost General, why should the Ghost General be afraid of Hanguang-Jun? Isn’t that very embarrassing for me???”
Lan Sizhui was still shouting, “Hanguang-Jun, I’m sorry!”
…
The four parted ways in a forest on the edge of Yunping City.
Wen Ning said, “Young Master, we’re going this way.”
Wei Wuxian said, “Which way?”
Wen Ning said, “Didn’t you ask me before, what I was going to do after everything is over? A-Yuan and I discussed it, and we will go to Qishan first, to bury my family’s ashes there. We also want to look around there, see if we can find anything from my sister’s life, and build a cenotaph for her.”
Wei Wuxian said, “Cenotaph, I built one for you and her at the Burial Mounds before, but it was burned. We’ll also make a trip to Qishan.”
He turned to ask Lan Wangji, but Wen Ning said, “No need.”
Wei Wuxian was startled, saying, “Aren’t you going with us?”
Lan Sizhui said, “Senior Wei, you go with Hanguang-Jun.”
Wei Wuxian was about to speak, but Wen Ning said, “It’s really not necessary, Young Master Wei, you’ve done enough.”
After a moment of silence, Wei Wuxian said, “Then what are you going to do after this?”
Wen Ning said, “Send A-Yuan back to the Cloud Recesses, and then what to do, we can think about it slowly. From now on, let me walk my own path.”
Wei Wuxian slowly nodded, saying, “…Alright.”
This was the first time in so many years that Wen Ning wasn’t going his way, he had made his own decision. Wei Wuxian guessed that he probably had something he wanted to do.
This was exactly what he had been hoping for. Everyone has their own path.
But when the day really came, watching Wen Ning and Lan Sizhui’s figures walk further and further away until they disappeared, it made him feel a bit sad.
Now, the only one by his side was Lan Wangji.
How fortunate he was, the one he wanted to be with him was also Lan Wangji.
Wei Wuxian said, “Lan Zhan.”
Lan Wangji said, “Mn.”
Wei Wuxian said, “You taught him very well.”
Lan Wangji said, “There will be many more opportunities to see each other in the future.”
Wei Wuxian said, “I know.”
Lan Wangji said, “After Wen Ning sends Sizhui back to the Cloud Recesses, he can live nearby and see him often.”
Wei Wuxian looked at him, saying, “Lan Zhan, are you very afraid of me saying thank you to you?”
“I suddenly remembered, in the past, several times before we parted ways, I said thank you to you. And every time we separated, the next time we met, I would become worse.”
The post station where he killed Wen Chao and Wen Zhuliu, meeting by tossing flowers at the Yunmeng tower, and the parting at the Yiling Burial Mounds.
Every time, he used this word to draw a clear line between him and Lan Wangji, pulling them even further apart.
After a moment of silence, Lan Wangji said, “Between you and me, there’s no need to say ‘thank you’ or ‘sorry’.”
Wei Wuxian laughed, saying, “Alright, then let’s say more of something else. For example…”
His voice lowered, and he gestured, telling Lan Wangji to come closer, as if he was about to whisper. Lan Wangji did lean in. Unexpectedly, Wei Wuxian extended his right hand, raised his chin, and bent down to press his lips onto his.
After a long time, Wei Wuxian separated from him just a little, their eyelashes brushing against each other, softly saying, “How was it?”
Lan Wangji: “…”
Wei Wuxian said, “Hanguang-Jun, give some reaction.”
Lan Wangji: “…”
Wei Wuxian said, “You’re so cold. At this time, shouldn’t you press me to the ground…”
Before he finished speaking, Lan Wangji suddenly reached out, grabbing his neck, roughly pulling Wei Wuxian’s head down, and the two kissed again.
The little apple was startled, even the mouth chewing the apple froze, looking like a wooden donkey.
After a while, the little apple couldn’t carry Wei Wuxian anymore. Lan Wangji wrapped one arm around his back and scooped up his knees with the other, carrying Wei Wuxian down from the little flower donkey. The two stumbled and tangled behind a thicket of bushes, and Wei Wuxian was kissed by Lan Wangji on the ground for a while, when suddenly he said, “Wait, wait!”
Lan Wangji said, “What?”
Wei Wuxian squinted his eyes, saying, “I suddenly have a feeling…”
Forest, bushes, weeds, forceful actions, lingering lips and tongues.
He thought for a while, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt he had to ask. He tentatively asked, “The hunt at the Phoenix Mountain, that time I was blindfolded, Lan Zhan, you…?”
He didn’t finish asking, and Lan Wangji didn’t answer, but his fingers curled slightly. Wei Wuxian propped himself up with his elbow, pressed his ear to his chest, and heard violent thumping sounds.
“…” Wei Wuxian was shocked, saying, “Oh, it was really you?!”
Lan Wangji’s Adam’s apple moved, saying, “I…”
Wei Wuxian said incredulously, “Lan Zhan, I can’t believe it? You would do such a thing?”
Lan Wangji: “…”
Wei Wuxian said, “You know, I always thought it was some shy fairy who secretly admired me and didn’t dare to say anything that did it.”
Lan Wangji: “…”
Wei Wuxian said, “You had impure thoughts about me from that time???”
“…”
Lan Wangji said in a muffled voice, “I, at that time, knew it was wrong. Very wrong.”
Wei Wuxian remembered the way Lan Wangji looked, smashing trees in the forest, after finding him, saying, “So you were so angry?”
Wei Wuxian thought he was angry at other people, but he didn’t know that he was angry at himself. Angry at his momentary impulse, angry at not being able to control himself, angry at taking advantage of the situation, ungentlemanly and a violation of the family rules.
Seeing that Lan Wangji had lowered his head, as if he had started self-reflection again, Wei Wuxian scratched his chin, saying, “Okay, don’t be so tangled. I was happy that you kissed me so early. That was my first kiss, congratulations, Hanguang-Jun.”
Lan Wangji suddenly looked at him, saying, “First kiss?”
Wei Wuxian said, “Yeah, what else did you think?”
He suddenly remembered that when he met Lan Wangji, he had boasted to him, saying that he had experienced many battles, saying that Lan Wangji would never give his first kiss away, and he said in a daze, “Actually, what you were angriest about was that you thought I had kissed other people, right?”
Lan Wangji: “…”
Wei Wuxian laughed loudly, hugging him and giving him a kiss, saying, “Lan Zhan, you’re so silly! You believed that nonsense I said! Hahahahahaha…”
He mocked too loudly and too much, and finally, Lan Wangji, unable to endure any longer, pressed him down.
In the bushes, just after the rain, there were still dewdrops, wetting Lan Wangji’s white clothes, but these white clothes were quickly pulled off by Wei Wuxian.
He said softly, “Don’t move.”
The scents between Wei Wuxian’s neck and lips were all fresh and grassy. Lan Wangji’s scent was a cool sandalwood. He knelt between Lan Wangji’s legs, and started kissing him from Lan Wangji’s forehead.
Eyebrow, the tip of his nose, cheeks, lips, chin.
Adam’s apple, collarbone, the heart of his chest.
Along the way, he kissed, reverent.
He kissed the firm abdomen, continuing lower, and stray strands of hair falling from his shoulders, and the broken breaths were rubbing and teasing the dangerous area, and Lan Wangji couldn’t seem to endure it any longer. He reached out to turn his shoulder, but Wei Wuxian grabbed his wrist, saying, “Don’t move, I said, I’ll do it.”
He took off his hair ribbon, re-tying his slightly disheveled long hair, and lowered his head. Lan Wangji realized what he wanted to do, looking a little flustered, softly saying, “Don’t.”
Wei Wuxian said, “I want to.” And then gently took Lan Wangji inside his mouth.
Making sure he didn’t bite him, he carefully took the other’s things into his mouth, trying his best to swallow deeper and deeper until he touched his throat, feeling slightly uncomfortable. Lan Wangji immediately noticed his discomfort, worried that he was forcing himself, he tried to push him away, saying, “Don’t do it anymore.”
Wei Wuxian pushed his hand away, and began to slowly swallow and spit.
Lan Wangji said, “You…”
He couldn’t speak any further.
The erotic books that Wei Wuxian had seen since he was young could fill a whole room of the Gusu Lan Library. He was also a very smart person. Following what he saw and learned, he used his lips and tongue, carefully serving the hot, firm thing in his mouth. The most sensitive part of his body was being swallowed into his warm, moist mouth and was being taken care of so diligently, it was a torture for Lan Wangji to control himself from committing some terrifying act.
Wei Wuxian could feel that his breath was becoming more and more rapid, and his fingers gripping his shoulder were also becoming tighter, speeding up. When his neck and cheeks started to ache, he finally felt hot liquid injected into his throat.
The liquid was hot and viscous, full of a rich musk scent, and it suddenly hit his throat, causing Wei Wuxian to choke harshly, and he spat out the thing he was holding in his mouth, coughing for a bit. Lan Wangji was patting his back, a bit at a loss of what to do, saying, “Spit it out, quickly spit it out.”
Wei Wuxian covered his mouth, shaking his head. After a moment, he took his hand away and showed Lan Wangji his tongue, opening his mouth so he could see, saying, “Swallowed it.”
His tongue was bright red, his lips were rosy, and there was a little bit of white liquid and many smiles at the corners of his mouth. Lan Wangji stared at him in a daze, unable to say anything.
The most abstinent of the immortal gentlemen, his usual cold and reserved demeanor was completely shattered at this moment. The corners of his eyes and eyebrows were tinged with a light peach color, adding a touch of beauty, as if he had just been bullied. Seeing him in this state, Wei Wuxian was incredibly happy. Bare-chested, he wrapped his arm around his shoulder, kissing his mouth, then his eyelids, saying, “Be good, don’t be scared. Next time, I’ll let you eat mine, and you have to perform this well, okay?”
His lips were stained with Lan Wangji’s white liquid. When he kissed him like this, the corners of Lan Wangji’s mouth were also stained. Combined with his slightly dazed expression, he looked extremely lovable. Wei Wuxian kissed him again, saying, “Lan Zhan, I love you so much.”
Lan Wangji slowly looked at him.
Whether it was an illusion or not, Wei Wuxian felt that there seemed to be a layer of bloodshot in his eyes.
Wei Wuxian didn’t notice the meaning of the suppressed and almost unsuppressed feeling in his eyes. He thought that he hadn’t gotten enough, and continued, “Should we be this way forever?”
Suddenly, Lan Wangji pounced on him, pressing him onto the ground.
The two instantly switched positions. Feeling Lan Wangji starting to bite him all over, Wei Wuxian laughed and pushed his head away, saying, “You don’t need to be so rushed, I said that you can have it next time…”
He suddenly felt pain in his lower body, letting out an “ah” and slightly frowning, “Lan Zhan, what did you put in?”
He could feel a slender finger, asking just casually. He subconsciously closed his legs, but the foreign sensation from below became stronger. Because a second finger had also entered.
Although Wei Wuxian had seen many erotic pictures, he hadn’t seen much about men’s love. He had never thought that he had any interest in that, and had no intention of exploring that curiosity. Therefore, he had always thought that the love affairs between men were just like that, kissing and hugging, and at most using the mouth and hands, and he hadn’t explored any further. At this moment, being pressed down by Lan Wangji, having his fingers inserted little by little, he then vaguely realized that it wasn’t like that. Besides the slight pain, there was also a trace of surprise, a trace of amusement.
When the third finger was added, Wei Wuxian couldn’t laugh anymore.
He already felt the throbbing discomfort, but three fingers were still far from the size of the thing that he had just swallowed. He said, “Lan Zhan, Lan Zhan, um, you, you calm down, is this really okay? Are you sure you didn’t do it wrong? Is it this place? I think it’s a bit un…”
But, Lan Wangji seemed to be unable to hear him anymore, roughly blocking his mouth. His body sank, and he sent himself in.
Wei Wuxian’s eyes suddenly widened, and his legs bent up suddenly.
The two’s bodies were pressed tightly together, both their chests thumping like drums, their breaths disordered.
Lan Wangji said in a hoarse voice, “…Sorry… I can’t hold it in anymore.”
Seeing that his eyes were red, and he was suffering, Wei Wuxian knew that this was all his own doing, gritting his teeth, saying, “If you can’t hold it back, then don’t… so what do I do now?”
It was also a case of grasping at straws, Wei Wuxian actually asked him. Lan Wangji said, “…Relax.”
Wei Wuxian murmured, “Okay, relax, relax…”
He relaxed a little, and Lan Wangji tried to push further in, Wei Wuxian immediately tensed his buttocks and abdominal muscles.
Lan Wangji said, “…Does it hurt a lot?”
Wei Wuxian hugged him, his body uncontrollably trembling, and said with tears in his eyes, “It hurts, it’s my first time, of course it hurts.”
After saying this, he felt Lan Wangji inside him harden more.
The soft, fragile internal organs were being forcibly inserted and poked by a foreign object, one can imagine what it felt like. But when he thought, because he said such a simple sentence, Lan Wangji would react, Wei Wuxian chuckled.
Being men themselves, he knew how uncomfortable Lan Wangji was right now, but he still controlled himself, not forcing himself in. Wei Wuxian’s heart softened, and he took the initiative to hook his neck, pulling him down, and whispering in his ear, “Lan Zhan, good Lan Zhan, second brother, I’ll tell you what to do, you kiss me quickly, if you kiss me, I won’t hurt…”
Lan Wangji’s fair earlobes were dyed crimson.
He said with difficulty, “…Don’t, don’t call me that.”
Hearing him stammer, Wei Wuxian laughed loudly, saying, “You don’t like it? Then I’ll change my name. Wangji younger brother, Zhan-er, Hanguang, which one do you like… ah ah ah woo woo!”
Lan Wangji bit his lip, sending his body to the end.
All of Wei Wuxian’s shouts were sealed in his throat. He clung tightly to his shoulders, his eyebrows knit together, tears welling up in the corners of his eyes, his legs stiffly wrapped around his waist, not daring to move. Only then did Lan Wangji slightly regain his senses, taking a few breaths, saying, “I’m sorry.”
Wei Wuxian shook his head, forcing a smile, saying, “You said it. Between you and me, we don’t ever need to say that.”
Lan Wangji cautiously tried to kiss him, his actions slightly clumsy. Wei Wuxian squinted his eyes, opened his mouth to let him in deeper, and his tongue intertwined for a while. He vaguely glimpsed at the brand below Lan Wangji’s collarbone.
He put his hand on it, covering the scar, his smile also fading, saying, “Lan Zhan, tell me, is this also related to me?”
After a moment of silence, Lan Wangji said, “It’s nothing. I had too much to drink at the time.”
After sending Wei Wuxian, who had bathed the Nightless City in blood, back to the Burial Mounds, he was left to wait for three years of imprisonment. During that time, he heard the news that heaven has its own ways of retribution, that good and evil would eventually be paid back, and that the Yiling Patriarch had finally died.
He dragged his still unhealed injuries and rushed to Yiling, searching the entire mountain for days, finding nothing except Wen Yuan, who was in a high fever and coma, from a tree cave that was half-burned. Not even a bone, a piece of flesh, or a strand of weak residual soul.
On the way back to Gusu Lan Sect, Lan Wangji bought a pot of “Emperor’s Smile” in Caiyi Town.
The wine was fragrant and mellow, not a spicy and pungent taste, but when it was drunk, it burned the throat, burning all the way to the eye sockets and chest.
He didn’t like this taste, but he probably understood why that person liked it.
That night was the first time Lan Wangji had ever drunk alcohol, and also the first time he had been drunk. He didn’t remember what he did after getting drunk. All the Lan family members, whether disciples or students, looked at him with disbelief for a long time. Some people said that that night he smashed open the ancient room in the Cloud Recesses, searching for something inside. Lan Xichen asked him, and he wanted a flute from Lan Xichen, looking blank.
Lan Xichen found a flute made of the best white jade for him, but he angrily threw it away, saying that it wasn’t this one that he wanted. Unable to find it no matter how hard he looked, he suddenly saw the iron brands that had been confiscated from the Qishan Wen Clan that were sealed away.
After he woke up, there was a scar on his chest, the same as the one Wei Wuxian left at the bottom of the Xuanwu Cave.
Lan Qiren looked sad and angry, but in the end, he didn’t scold him again. There had been enough scolding and punishment in those three years.
He sighed, no longer objecting to Lan Wangji’s decision to keep Wen Yuan. Lan Wangji saluted him and took the punishment himself, silently kneeling in the Cloud Recesses for a day and a night.
Drinking the wine he had drunk, bearing the wounds he had suffered.
To this day, that wound had been scabbed over for thirteen years.
Lan Wangji began to pump, while Wei Wuxian closed his eyes tightly, gritting his teeth, drawing breaths as he adjusted his breathing with Lan Wangji’s movements.
After he had adjusted to the intrusion, Wei Wuxian inadvertently twisted his waist. A sudden, numb feeling spread all over his lower body, climbing along his spine to his entire body.
Wei Wuxian suddenly realized how to derive pleasure in this position.
He ran his fingers into Lan Wangji’s sweat-soaked hair, touching the forehead band, smiling, and saying in a soft voice, “…Comfortable? Inside me.”
Lan Wangji bit his lip, answering his question with a more powerful attack.
Wei Wuxian was sweating from being fucked, his whole body was glistening, and he was still saying messy things between gasps, “Lan Zhan… you’re done for. We still haven’t finished the last bow in the three bows, and we haven’t married yet. Doing this without getting married, do you know what it’s called? If your uncle finds out, he will throw you into a pig cage.”
Lan Wangji almost said fiercely, “…I was done for a long time ago.”
Accompanied by a violent thrust, Wei Wuxian raised his head, both in pain and pleasure, revealing his defenseless throat, and Lan Wangji bit down.
The overwhelming pleasure caused Wei Wuxian to be momentarily dazed, and in a hazy moment, his first thought was, “…I can’t believe I didn’t do this with Lan Zhan when I was fifteen. My life has been wasted.”
Lan Wangji was a practical person in this matter, not adept at flirting, and he didn’t speak much, but his actions were powerful. Wei Wuxian was dazed for a while, and when he came to, he started to speak dirty words into his ear, “Young Master Lan, when did you start liking me? If you liked me earlier, why didn’t you do me sooner? The back mountains of your Cloud Recesses is a good place, when I was out and alone, you could have tied me up and dragged me away, and done whatever you wanted to on the grass like this… ah… be gentle, it’s my first time, treat me better…”
“Where was I? Continue. You’re so strong, I definitely won’t be able to resist, if I yell, you can silence me. Or your library is good too, in the midst of all those messy books, we can buy a few erotic books on men’s love to use as guides, any position is fine… Brother! Brother! Second brother! Have mercy! Have mercy, let me go, okay okay, I won’t say it, you’re amazing, you’re too amazing. I can’t stand it, I really can’t stand it, don’t be like this…”
Lan Wangji couldn’t handle his teasing at this time. Those ten or so thrusts just now seemed to have stirred up all of Wei Wuxian’s insides, and he begged for mercy. Lan Wangji became even more intense. Wei Wuxian was pressed down by him for half an hour, not changing positions, his waist and hips were numb, and after the numbness, it was both painful and itchy, like millions of ants gnawing at his bone marrow.
Finally tasting the bitter fruit he had planted, Wei Wuxian tried to please him while saying without dignity, “Second brother, please, spare my life, we have a long future together, we’ll do it again next time, can we do it again while hanging me up? Today, spare this newbie. Hanguang-Jun is mighty, the Yiling Patriarch admits defeat, defeated utterly, let’s battle again next time!”
Lan Wangji’s forehead had a slight blue vein popping out. He said each word with great difficulty, “…If you really want to stop… then… shut up and don’t speak…”
Wei Wuxian said, “But I have a mouth, and I want to talk! Lan Zhan, that thing I said before about doing it with you every day, can you pretend you didn’t hear it?”
Lan Wangji said, “I cannot.”
Wei Wuxian’s heart shattered, saying, “How can you be like this? You didn’t reject anything from me before.”
Lan Wangji smiled slightly, saying, “I cannot.”
Seeing him smile like this, Wei Wuxian’s eyes instantly brightened again, feeling like he was floating on clouds, not knowing where he was.
However, the next moment, Wei Wuxian was forced to shed tears by the harsh actions that didn’t match that clear, snow-like smile.
He clutched at the ground, hoarsely shouting, “Then can we change it to once every four days, if four days isn’t possible, then three days will do!!!”
Finally, Lan Wangji concluded in a powerful and resounding voice, “Every day means every day.”