|𝐖𝐞 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐍𝐎𝐓 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐒𝐚𝐦𝐞| 1st Version

Wei Wuxian(s) the 𝓝𝓲𝓵𝓵𝓲𝓸𝓷𝓪𝓲𝓻𝓮 & Lan Wangji(s) the 𝓦𝓸𝓶𝓪𝓷𝓲𝔃𝓮𝓻?

"Excuse me Young Master," called out a shy pretty maiden, skin pale as the snow, with a fan covering her face. "Would you like to give us some company?" She asked, while the other pretty girls behind her giggled.

The man's lips curved into a small smirk, "Sure." Is all he said before he was led inside the wine house.

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In the local market of Yiling there could be seen a Young man clad in black and another individual arguing about the price on the radishes."You may as well just steal from me. The prices on these radishes are ridiculous, not to mention the poor condition that they are in. I doubt they are still edible." Argued the man.

"Look man the economy is already bad as it is, either you buying or leaving." The old man looked at him grumbling under his breath. Switching to the sack of potatoes that looked somewhat decent the old man reached to grap one and just as he was about to switch it for another one, he retreated back looking at the man clad in black dead in the eyes. "You touch it, you buy it." Ignoring this young man, the old man proceeded to reach out for one of the potatoes. "You touch it, you buy it. That's the rule."

"You know what? keep your blemished looking radishes and potatoes to yourself!" He threw the potato at his chest. "I'll just go somewhere else to buy them. Where they have them FRESH."

"You won't find any good ones like mine. Miser." He tsk.

This is unfortunate. Wei Wuxian has spent his whole day standing trying to at least sell a couple radishes and potatoes but all he's managed to do is scare away customers or just argue with them about the price. Sure he could have bargained with them but he was already worned out trying to figure out why Lan Wangji looked like he was carrying death on his shoulders... and don't get him started with himself, all that kid does is laugh and prance, and ask questions like: What you do for fun? What are you favorite dishes? What do you with Lan Zhan? Are you guys friends? Just unnecessary questions that are really confusing, and he wishes if he would stop talking about Lan Zhan. This kid just runs around without a care in the world and watching him act that way makes his fist clench tight.

Speak of the devil, a young man with a high ponytail tied up with a red ribbon came to sit at his side leaning back, "Mmh, How's it going? Any luck?"

"Fish slapper—" he greeted with arms crossed not even facing him.

He shrugged, mumbling, "Know your place." Wei Wuxian frowned at him giving him a confused expression. "Damn this Ice cream is delicious. Want some?" He turned, holding up a small bowl of Ice cream to his face.

"What are you doing wasting money on junk!"

"What a way to ruin my day." He mumbled, flicking a feather off his shoulder.

"Can't you see the crisis that we're in!?— Okay, that was delicious." He said after a spoon of ice cream was shoved inside his mouth. "Still we can't be wasting money on garbage that we don't need. We are already poor as it is."

"Relax just ask your Lan Zhan~ for money." He said stretching out Lan Zhan's name. "I'm sure he would be more than willing to spare a few ingots for you." He rolled his eyes shoving a spoonful of ice cream into his mouth. "And unlike someone I happen to have money." He argued holding up a pouch. "Although, I guess you could consider us poor now... No wait." He looked inside trying to see if he had any left. "Yeah nope, huh, apparently that was the last of my allowance."

"Allowance?"

"Yeah, I would get my weekly allowance but because I have a spending habit it started reducing. Now I wished I should have listened." He pouted.