Who You Are

Chapter 106 - Drink Please

After a few hours of sleeping, Wei Wuxian woke up laying on Lan Wangji's lap. The two were on the couch in the screening room. Lan Wangji sat the long way as Wei Wuxian laid between his legs, and his head was on Lan Wangji's abdomen.

"Do I have to move?" Wei Wuxian asked looking up at Lan Wangji.

"No, I'm just as comfortable as you are," He admitted.

"Okay," he said and nuzzled his face into Lan Wangji's robes.

Lan Wangji couldn't help but coo at the sight as he ran his fingers through his hair. Wei Wuxian moved into his touch with a purr of satisfaction and comfort. It always warms Lan Wangji's heart to see his husband act this cute.

"When was the last time his bandage was changed?" Baoshan asked noticing he was awake.

"This morning," Lan Wangji answered.

"Mind if I change it as the memories continue?" Baoshan asked.

"There is so much people," Wei Wuxian told her.

"You are blocked by a lot of things anyway," Baoshan told him.

Wei Wuxian pouted out his lower lip as he slow sat up to undo his robes so Baoshan can check his wound and change the bandages.

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After entering the city, the two walked side-by-side through the bustling crowd. All of a sudden, Lan Wangji asked, "How is the Curse Mark?"

Wei Wuxian, "Jin Ling was buried too close to our dear friend and got stained with quite a lot of resentful energy. It faded a bit, but it's not completely gone. The chances are we can only find a way to remove it after we find the whole corpse or at least the head. It doesn't really cause much trouble anyways."

The "dear friend" was none other than the man that had been cut to pieces. Since they didn't know who he was, Wei Wuxian suggested that they referred to him as a "dear friend". Lan Wangji didn't say anything after hearing it, but he didn't object to it either, which could be interpreted as a silent approval. Of course, he himself wouldn't ever use the word.

Lan Wangji, "How much is 'a bit'?"

Wei Wuxian indicated with his hands, "A bit is just a bit. How do I explain it? Should I take my clothes off and show you?"

Lan Wangji's brows shifted slightly, as if he was actually worried that Wei Wuxian would strip right here and right now.

He replied with an indifferent tone, "Take them off after we return."

Wei Wuxian laughed, whirled around, and walked a few steps facing backward.

When he finished laughing, Wei Wuxian immediately put on a serious face, "Hanguang Jun, do you think that the people who set our dear friend's hand in Mo Village and made it attack your juniors, and the people who sewed his legs on another corpse and buried them in the wall, are the same group of people?"

Both in the past and the present, in his mind, he directly called Lan Wangji by his first name, but he got used to the last few days of calling him by his title. Besides, him calling this name created a tone of exaggerated seriousness, sounding unexplainably funny. Thus, when they were outside, he continued to call him in such a semi-earnest way.

Lan Wangji, "There are two groups."

Wei Wuxian, "Well, I agree. Taking such pains to sew the legs to another corpse and hide them in a wall obviously meant that they didn't want the limbs to be discovered. If so, they wouldn't have purposely tossed out the left hand to attack the GusuLan Sect's people, since it would definitely have caused attention and investigation. One went to great lengths to hide everything, while the other attacked rashly, almost as if it wanted to be discovered. They're probably not the same group of people."