WangXian Short Story

Chapter 6

Wei Wuxian has been with Lan Qi Ren for longer than he expected. Lan Wangji was getting worried and he decided to go and have a look. He had just arrived at the tea room, and Wei Wuxian came out.

"Wei Ying."

"Eh? Lan Er Gege, you've come to get me?"

Wei Wuxian may have shouted a little loud, Lan Qiren responded, "No shouting in Cloud Recesses! House rules, ten times!"

Oppsie, got scolded again. But that is a small matter to him now, Wei Wuxian did not even consider to lower his voice and said,

"Lan Zhan! Catch me!" and he straight jumped to him. Of course, Lan Wangji caught him steadily.

"Wei Ying, don't fool around."

"I didn't! Er gege, let's go back, I've got something important to tell you! Let's go, let's go!"

"Okay."

Almost the whole world knew that the Yiling Patriarch and Han Guang Jun are a couple. But who would have known that the Lan Sect will accept him to have his name in the pedigree? Everyone was wondering what was the Lan Sect thinking, as Yiling Patriarch and the Lan Sect are totally opposites. Isn't it an embarrassment to include him? However, it doesn't matter what they think now, all that matters is that Lan Qiren accepted Wei Wuxian. Lan Wangji is satisfied with it to be able to give his partner a status. From now on, the name written beside his will forever be "Wei Wuxian".

"Er Gege, come on, I want to hear it!" They had been through the wedding ceremony, but this time it felt different, and Wei Wuxian wanted to hear Lan Wangji call him "hubby" for the first time as an official couple. But we all know that it will end up with Wei Wuxian calling him "hubby" while asking Lan Wangji to spare him.

Wei Wuxian is finally part of Lan Sect, and Wei Wuxian seemed to cause more trouble than before. It was bad enough that Wei Wuxian is drinking alcohol in Cloud Recesses. Now, he is leading the students to drink. All Lan Sect people have this same trait, which is being drunk after just one cup, except Lan Sizhui though. Everyone got punished anyway.

Wei Wuxian was in the library writing the house rules, and Lan Wangji was accompanying him. Wei Wuxian put his leg on top on Lan Wangji's knee and going further in.

"Wei Ying, do not fool around."

"Come on, just this one-time "hubby" and I'll stop."

Wei Wuxian's leg went further in. Lan Wangji could no longer hold himself up. He grabbed him and pressed him on the floor.

"Eh eh eh! Lan Er Gege, we're still in the library!"

"Write it quietly."

"I just want to hear you calling me "hubby", just this once! Come on, Lan Zhan, I've called you so many times already, it's your turn."

Lan Wangji really wanted to shut him up, but Wei Wuxian tilted his head slightly.

"Call me, and it'll let you kiss. If not, you can call me "Gege" too, I can have tha...mmmm!!!"

Lan Wangji caught both of his hands and pressed them up to Wei Wuxian's head. The other hand of his grabbed Wei Wuxian's cheeks and he forced a kiss on him. They kissed a little while and Wei Wuxian was almost out of breath. Lan Wangji finally released him.

"Alright, go back to writing."

He pulled him up, tidied himself, and continued reading. Wei Wuxian lazily writing while resting on the table. Suddenly, something popped up into his mind.

"Lan Zhan, I've been dreaming lately, about a kid."

Lan Wangji's ears tweaked a little when he heard "kid".

"I think it's our kid."

"Wei Ying..."

"Lan Zhan...did we fail?"

It has been 3 months now, and there's still no sign. Wei Wuxian was starting to get a little disappointed.

"Did we do anything wrong? Or was it because... I've been learning about demonic cultivation and...my body is broken..." His voice was getting lighter, thoughts were getting more and more depressed. Lan Wangji could now bare to see him like this and held him tightly.

"Wei Ying, it's okay."

Yeah, no matter what happens, Lan Wangji will always be by his side, and this will never change. The two of them held each other until Wei Wuxian finally slip into his dream. Lan Wangji still held him tight while he took the calligraphy pen and continued Wei Wuxian's writing.