【Xiyao】Snow in Zhaocheng

Chapter 18

Jin Guangyao tentatively called out: "...Zewu Jun?"

Lan Xichen didn't reply, just stared at the door in front of him silently, pushed hard, but the door didn't move at all, so Lan Xichen tilted his head in confusion.

...Obviously just a gentle tug would be enough, Jin Guangyao couldn't laugh or cry, sighed inwardly, slightly increased the volume, and called out; "Lan Xichen?"

Unmoved, Lan Xichen groped and put his hand on the door frame.

Jin Guangyao suddenly realized something was wrong, and shouted, "Second Brother!"

"Hey!" Lan Xichen happily responded, and then with a force in his hand, he directly removed the door.

Jin Guangyao: "..."

I knew that the Lan family had strong arms, but I didn't expect Lan Xichen to remove the door like a broken flower, and now he was standing in front of him with a door panel, as if he was holding some fine wine , his face still has a leisurely and indifferent gentle look.

...If one ignores his loud response just now and the heavy door panel in his hand, he is vaguely a normal person.

Jin Guangyao supported his forehead, so he had no choice but to resign himself to paying the shopkeeper some money to compensate him, and changed another room. Finally, he dragged Lan Xichen in, but encountered another difficulty.

——Lan Xichen refuses to take off his clothes and go to bed.

Jin Guangyao said helplessly, "Second Brother, it's getting late, it's time to rest."

Lan Xichen pressed his straight collar and said, "Don't see anything wrong! Don't hear anything wrong! Don't speak anything wrong! Don't move anything wrong!"

She looks like a big girl who has been plotted against.

Jin Guangyao took a deep breath and said, "You and I are both men, what's the matter..."

Lan Xichen insisted, "No!"

Jin Guangyao turned his face, and said, "Second Brother, it's Haishi."

As soon as the words were finished, Lan Xichen quickly turned over and lay down, his movements were as swift as the wind, but the hand holding his collar was as motionless as a mountain. He lay there straight, and closed his eyes without saying a word.

Eyelids are still trembling.

Jin Guangyao was almost laughed at by him, and he couldn't really care about a drunkard, so he thought about going downstairs to order a bowl of hangover soup, sobering up the alcohol earlier, it would also make people feel better.

As a result, as soon as he turned around, his wrist was grabbed by the person on the bed.

Jin Guangyao turned his head, and saw that the person who was lying down properly just now turned over and sat up at some point, looking at him quietly with a pair of dark eyes.

Lan Xichen looked serious, and asked him very seriously, "Where are you going?"

Jin Guangyao looked at him helplessly, he was so dumbfounded by his face-changing faster than a three-year-old child, but he coaxed: "I'll get you hangover soup, I'll be right back."

Lan Xichen looked at him hesitantly for a while, then loosened his hand slightly, Jin Guangyao was about to pull it out, but he immediately tightened his grip again.

Lan Xichen looked serious and said worriedly, "No, it's dangerous outside."

He looked like the room was full of monsters and ghosts, and he would be eaten if he took a step.

Jin Guangyao wanted to laugh, but Lan Xichen frowned when he saw this, and tapped his forehead disapprovingly, so Jin Guangyao graciously suppressed the smile.

He coughed lightly, knowing that he couldn't have sex with drunk people, so he negotiated; "I'm only going downstairs for a while, and I won't go far, and I'll be back soon."

But when Lan Xichen was drunk, he was really not a person to talk to. Hearing this, he simply pulled Jin Guangyao down and sat on the bed. He pressed his whole body onto the bed, and pressed Jin Guangyao firmly on the bed. , can no longer move an inch.

...but he put his arm on his side understandingly so that Jin Guangyao would not be out of breath.

Jin Guangyao was a little dazed, Lan Xichen's face was close at hand, his eyes were heavy looking over, nose to nose, which made him a little uncomfortable.

Lan Xichen said, "You're talking nonsense."

There was extreme distrust in these words, and there was even a hint of accusation.

Jin Guangyao was accused inexplicably, quite innocently said: "What nonsense did I say?"

Lan Xichen said, "You obviously passed by and didn't come back."

He said this very seriously, the last three words revealed some grievances, and his tone suddenly softened, which seemed to contain a hint of coquettishness.

This is to worry that Jin Guangyao is the same as he was 14 years ago, when he left, he would never come back.

After saying this, Lan Xichen lowered his head sullenly, buried his face in Jin Guangyao's neck, and did not move.

Jin Guangyao was stunned, and thought to himself, after all, he was very drunk. Even though his gentle nature remained, his words were illogical and unreasonable. Lan Xichen didn't even listen to what he said just now. Going in, I only want to hold him by my side and look after him peacefully to be at ease.

Jin Guangyao was thinking like this, when he heard Lan Xichen muffled in his ear, "Don't lie to me."

Jin Guangyao was startled, this was the second time Lan Xichen said such words to him, something seemed to surge out from the bottom of his heart, and he suppressed it by force, he gently turned Lan Xichen's head Only then did he realize that the circles of Lan Xichen's eyes were red.

Like a very wronged child.

Jin Guangyao's heart ached, and he suddenly didn't know what to say.

Lan Xichen has always been gentle, even when he is extremely angry, his accusations are mostly tactful, and there is always a layer of veil between happiness and anger. Jin Guangyao used to have such a close relationship with him, but he still feels that there is an inexplicable distance. Even though the two of them were so emotional that night, Jin Guangyao didn't feel heart-piercing, but it was as if a layer of warm water separated those turbulent and boiling things so that they were not enough to hurt. The appearance of a person.

Never thought that his simple and straightforward accusation could hit people's hearts so directly.

For a moment, Jin Guangyao suddenly had the idea that he would no longer worry about all kinds of past lives.

The ridicule of the world, the insult of the Jin family, the revenge of Nie Huaisang...

He used to hate so much, wishing to drink his blood and eat his flesh, and slaughter all those who stepped on him and laughed wantonly. He wanted to climb up so much, he wanted to use the only people around him who loved him and believed in him, he wanted to step on him. Walking forward step by step with the innocent corpse, thinking of giving up the only conscience and dignity little by little...

He can only stand at the highest point, he must stand at the highest point, otherwise the people in the world will always only talk about him, otherwise his embarrassment will always be just a shame.

But in those hatreds, in those boundless desires, he also wanted Lan Xichen to smile at him.

Even though he has done all the evil things, it's ridiculous to say that Lan Xichen is always different from him.

And this difference is getting worse and worse now, which makes him feel that if he can just be protected by Lan Xichen like this, it would be good to live a peaceful and comfortable life in the Gusu Lan Sect for the rest of his life.

...but no.

He and Nie Huaisang are doomed to die, even if he stops, Nie Huaisang will not let him go.

He wants to live.

Jin Guangyao felt a little nervous, but he quickly restrained himself and said, "I won't leave, I promise."

Lan Xichen was dubious: "Really?"

Jin Guangyao nodded and said hoarsely, "Second brother, trust me once."

Maybe it was because the emotion in his voice was too unusual, Lan Xichen finally let go of his hand slowly, and saw Jin Guangyao got up, took off his outer robe neatly, and lay down beside Lan Xichen.

Lan Xichen's eyes widened in an instant, and he said plausibly, "Do not see evil, do not see evil". He lay on the side in a well-mannered manner, without squinting, acting like a gentleman.

Jin GuangYao closed his eyes, extinguished the candle with a snap of his fingers, and said softly, "Go to sleep."

......

After a while, Lan Xichen turned over.

Although Jin Guangyao closed his eyes, he didn't feel sleepy, and felt that Lan Xichen was getting closer, so he called Ayao.

Jin Guangyao's heart was in a state of turmoil right now, what he was most afraid of was that Lan Xichen called him, but he still opened his eyes and answered.

Lan Xichen turned his head to the side, looked over with bright eyes, and said, "Now you are a disciple of the Gusu Lan Sect, you can go night hunting with me in the future."

Jin GuangYao said: "Yes."

Lan Xichen was serious: "There are quite a lot of rules in night hunting. You must not hurt innocent people, you must not rob fruits, and you must not rush for quick success."

Jin GuangYao said: "Okay."

Lan Xichen said again: "If it affects others, protect the safety of the weak as the main priority, and sharpen your skills as a supplement, and you must not..."

He seemed to be unable to think of anything, his mind was confused for a while, and he slowly added a sentence; "Don't get hurt."

Jin Guangyao was stunned, his heart suddenly warmed up, and he responded with a low voice.

Lan Xichen was satisfied, but he spoke sternly, and said: "If you make a mistake, you will copy the Yazheng Collection ten times when you return to Gusu."

Jin GuangYao bent his lips and said, "Okay."

Lan Xichen fell silent, as if he was a little sleepy, he turned over again, his voice was full of confusion, and said, "Ayao..."

Jin GuangYao said, "Huh?"

Then I heard Lan Xichen say vaguely; "Hurry up...grow taller..."

Jin Guangyao: "..."

On the second day, Lan Xichen couldn't remember anything.

Wei Wuxian looked at Lan Xichen, who was a little confused, and Jin Guangyao, who had slightly green eyes, and showed sympathetic eyes in pain.

Lan Xichen gave a dry cough, the hangover headache was still there, he rubbed the center of his brows, and when his eyes turned to Jin Guangyao, Zewu Jun, who was like a bright moon and a breeze, rarely showed a bit of guilt.

He smiled awkwardly and asked, "I yesterday..."

Jin Guangyao said with a blank expression: "It's nothing, it's just that I keep yelling "Don't listen to evil, don't look at evil" and memorized the Lan's family rules from beginning to end."

At that time Wei WuXian was drinking water, coughing immediately when he heard the words, looking at Lan XiChen with pained reverence...

He thought that the former Hanguang-jun was strict enough, but he didn't expect the elegant and upright Zewu-jun to be a ruthless person.

Lan Xichen secretly heaved a sigh of relief. If it was just memorizing the family rules, although it would be ridiculous, it would be better than drinking nonsense after all. So he looked at Jin Guangyao and said apologetically, "I'm sorry, Ayao."

He didn't know that he was talking nonsense after drinking, and the last half of the sentence made Jin Guangyao angry for a long time.

Jin Guangyao's face is still cold up to now, and he nodded expressionlessly. Lan Xichen only thought that he was sluggish because he didn't get a good rest last night. He was full of apology and thought that he should rest earlier when he went back today, so he turned his gaze to Lan Wangji and Wei Wuxian were on the other side, but when Lan Wangji heard about his drunkenness, although his face was cold and clear, a trace of... shame flashed in his eyes?

Lan Xichen held his forehead, thought for a while, and said with some difficulty: "Wangji, from now on... just drink less."

Lan Wangji nodded, but his face turned colder.

Wei Wuxian didn't know what kind of riddle the two of them were playing, he looked left and right, and suddenly heard someone knocking on the ground beside him.

Wei Wuxian turned his head, and saw the cold Taoist priest in black standing beside him, holding a sword in his hand and carrying a sword on his back, with two spirit lock pouches pinned to his waist, and nodded slightly to him.

Wei Wuxian asked in surprise, "... Daozhang Song?"

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