Chapter 19: Birthday
Wei Wuxian smiled as he sat down on a tree branch with Wei Yuan sitting in a lotus position on the ground.
He was listening to his son playing 'Wangxian' using the bamboo flute that he gifted to the latter.
It was, after all, Wei Yuan's 16th birthday.
Being a prodigy, the teenager managed to master swordsmanship with the help of Wei Wuxian at the age of ten in a span of three years allowing him to keep up with the training within the Lotus Pier.
Madam Yu did not even have a chance to criticize the teen for anything as she could not see any faults in his actions.
Though sometimes she could not help but point out the mix in Wei Yuan's style of fighting.
A mixture of Gusu Lan and Yunmeng Jiang fighting style.
As of now, Wei Wuxian and Wei Yuan are in a middle of a lesson in playing the flute.
It's only been two months since they've started and his son already can play it like a professional.
"Sizhui," The older man let his son's courtesy name roll out of his tongue.
After adopting Wei Yuan, the surname Wen had been officially changed into Wei. Wei Wuxian wouldn't want to risk his son by exposing his last would he?
As for the courtesy name, he gave it a lot of thought, thinking about it for weeks, then he named the teenager 'Sizhui'.
"Yes dad?" Wei Yuan looked up and locked eyes with his father. Then Wei Wuxian proceeded to correct the latter's mistakes.
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"Here, this is your gift." Jin Ling tossed a box wrapped in a golden gift wrapper.
Wei Yuan smiled at him and bowed, reciting a grateful thanks to the heir of the Lanling Jin Sect.
It was a purple tassel with a few pearls and a lotus symbol attatched to it. What comes beside it was silver necklace that had his courtesy name etched on the circular flat tag.
Upon seeing the smile on the receiver, Jin Ling scoffed with a large smirk on his face.
Arrogance beaming off him, "Hmp! I knew you would like it."
"Sizhui!" Called by the most un-Lan of the Gusu Lan Sect. Lan Jingyi, Wei Yuan's self-proclaimed bestfriend.
Wei Yuan faced the young Lan who was running towards him and caught him in his arms.
Both disciples hugged each other. "Happy Birthday!"
Lan Jingyi placed a book on top of his bestfriend's palms and grinned. "Got that for you! A limited edition book!"
"That can't be better than my gift!" Jin Ling scoffed, looking at the dainty book. "It looks plain and simple!"
"Shut up mistress Jin, no one asked you!" Lan Jingyi retorted.
"What did you say?!" The two broke into a childish fight.
"Uh...guys?"
Ouyang Zizhen watched the scene in amusement, giving it a good laugh befire walking closer to the birthday boy.
"Happy Birthday, Sizhui." The boy handed the other a bigger box than the rest. The ribbon tied to keep the box close is neatly shaped into a ribbon.
Wei Yuan thanked him. When Ouyang Zizhen's eyes darted in the book, he waited for him to talk. "That book looks familiar..."
Wei Yuan glanced at it. "Oh really? Jingyi gave it to me."
Ouyang Zizhen snapped his fingers in realization. He smirked and pointed at the book.
"That my friend is a limited edition pornographic book for cut-sleeves."
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"Father," Wei Yuan placed his hand on the grave and gave a small smile. "I just turned sixteen today."
"I recieved a lot of birthday gifts earlier. From Aunty Jiang, Jiang-Shushu, Jin Ling, Jingyi, Zizhen, Aunty Qing, and especially dad."
Wei Yuan spared a glace at his father who was minding his own business by walking around while twirling his flute.
The guqin that he always brings whenever he visits Lan Wangji's grave was laid down carefully beside his son who was currently having a one-sided conversation.
Unknown to them is that a certain Lan was watching over them with a heart warming smile.
His body was translucent and wasn't able to come in contact with another living being.
He heard it all.
Everything they talked about whenever they went to his grave.
He heard it all and he loved every second and every word of it.
Wei Ying, thank you.
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