Lan WangJi gladly accepted his exaggerated praise. He opened Wei WuXian's sleeves and poured all of the stolen jujubes inside, saying, "For you. All for you."
Wei WuXian cooperated, "Thank you."
Yet, Lan WangJi suddenly let go. With a flick of his sleeve, all of the jujubes fell out, rolling onto the ground. Wei WuXian immediately bent down to pick them up, but there were too many. Lan WangJi, "Not anymore."
He also grabbed the hen under Wei WuXian's left arm, carrying one in each of his hands. Wei WuXian tugged the tail of his forehead ribbon and pulled him back, "You were just fine a second ago. Why are you mad again?"
Lan WangJi's eyes swept over him, "Do not pull."
From what it sounded like, his tone wasn't too happy. It almost sounded like a warning. Wei WuXian couldn't help but let go. Lan WangJi looked down and moved both of the two astonished hens to his left hand before he could use his right hand to straighten out his hair and forehead ribbon.
Wei WuXian thought, He never stopped no matter how I played with his forehead ribbon, in the past. Is he really mad today?
He felt he really needed to remediate a bit, pointing at the hens, "Forget about the jujubes. Give this to me. Didn't you say you'd give it to me?"
Lan WangJi looked up and looked him down in an inspecting way. Wei WuXian said sincerely, "Please. I really want it. Give it to me."
Hearing this, Lan WangJi turned his eyes downward. He only handed the hen back to him after a long while. Wei WuXian accepted it. He took out a jujube, wiped it on the cloth at his chest, and bit half of it away, thinking that if Lan Zhan wanted to play, he should just play with him, "What do you want to do next?" He held himself back from saying, 'Whose house do you want to destroy next?"
Lan WangJi frowned slightly, correcting him, "We."
Wei WuXian, "Fine, fine, fine. We."
Lan WangJi nodded and gave the jujubes back to him. Wei WuXian wiped another on his clothes and crunched down, thinking to himself that it'd be beyond terrifying if anyone knew that HanGuang-Jun wanted the YiLing Patriarch to do bad deeds with him in the middle of the night.
The two arrived at a wall. Lan WangJi looked left and right. After making sure that nobody was around, he unsheathed Bichen from his waist. With a few swings, glaring blue light flashed by, leaving behind a row of tall characters.
Wei WuXian went forth and looked. There were seven words-'Lan WangJi of Gusu has been here'.
Wei WuXian, "..."
Holding a jujube in his mouth, he was shocked speechless. On the other hand, Lan WangJi unsheathed Bichen and admired his masterpiece. A moment later, he turned around to ask, "How is it?"
Wei WuXian, "Huh? What? How is it? ... Good, it's good. I must say you're better than me!"
This was indeed the truth. Despite him being drunk right now, HanGuang-Jun's handwriting was still an extremely proper script. Wei WuXian had to confess his inferiority. Lan WangJi nodded and handed Bichen to him.
Wei WuXian, "?"
Lan WangJi handed Bichen to him again. Wei WuXian took it. As he saw how there was still much empty space after the words 'Lan WangJi', he understood.
Lan WangJi was waiting for him to write his name up there as well!
Lan WangJi continued to stare at him. Wei WuXian really couldn't take the stare any longer, "Fine, fine, fine. I'll write it, I'll write it." Unwillingly, he wrote the words 'Wei WuXian of Yunmeng' after 'Lan WangJi of Gusu'. Now, both of the two's names were hanging side-by-side on the wall.
