Mr. Popular Guy [WANGXIAN]

CHAPTER 8: CAMPING TRIP PART 2

-Did you like my story? I had never told it to anyone else, it might be missing one or two things, after all it was uncle Jiang who told me most part of it, after what happened to my parents-Wei Ying gave a sigh, nostalgia filling his breath- I can't really recall al my memories- Lan Zhan closed the distance between them, not too much to make it uncomfortable but enough to show Wei Ying his support.

Wangji has never been good reacting to the emotions of other people, even reacting to his own feelings is difficult for him. He knows that maybe in a situation like this the normal thing to do was to hug Wei Ying to show support, but he doesn't like physical contact, well with Wei Ying it's not that he doesn't like it, more like thinking of physical contact with his crush makes him quite nervous.

-Lan Zhan what are you thinking about? Are you imagining your future love life with an imaginary beautiful lady or perhaps you already have someone in mind? - He raised his eyebrows jokingly, Lan Zhan looked at him with wide eyes, he knew Wei Ying was joking, still that last sentence unsettled him.

-Don't talk nonsense- He replied, trying to hide the little tint of pink that now his ears showed, luckily the cave was getting a lot darker so Wei Ying could just think that maybe he just imagined seeing his friend blush.

-Anyways, I'm getting cold, aren't you? Since you can't walk properly, I'll get some branches and you'll start a fire, is that okay? Wait now that I think about it, starting a fire takes hours, we are going to freeze to death!- Dramatically, Wei Wuxian placed a hand in his head, pretending that he was about to faint, he sighed- Lan Zhan if you survive please tell my family that I love them and that I will miss my shijie's cooking- he continued shouting mockingly and faking some tears.

Lan Zhan rolled his eyes mentally and finally ended his friend's tragic monologue-Don't worry I brought enough thinks to start a firewood- he said hoping that no necessary material had been hurt during the fall, thankfully when he looked into his backpack everything seemed fine.

-Well I'm lucky to have a prepared-for-all-situations man by my side- Wei Ying gave a coquettish giggle standing up and started to get some dry branches that with some luck would be great enough to keep them warm for the night.

After some effort they finally made it, both of them got close to the fire wanting to stay warm for as long as they could, Wei Ying felt that it was to quiet and boring, even when he tried to chat with Lan Zhan, the other party would just reply with "Mn" or "Shameless".

-Well if we die here, I'll be happy to die by your side- Wei Wuxian said in a teasing smile, as he got closer to Lan Zhan, here he goes again with a nonsense talk

-Shameless- He uttered for the umpteenth time, getting away from Wei Wuxian to the opposite side of the firewood, Wei Ying immediately started to miss the heating human spot that was by his side and again got closer to Wangji.

-You're seriously no fun, what do you think, will I die first of hunger or boredom?- Wei Ying asked as if it was the most serious question in the world- How about you sing something for me, a lullaby to sleep maybe, I'm tired and it seems like we will really spend the whole night here. If you do I promise I'll shut up for the rest of the night!- Lan Zhan still looked a little bit reluctant towards the idea, he glance at Wei Ying analyzing his proposal- Come on Lan Zhan I told you a beautiful and entertaining story, I opened my heart to you and this is how you pay me? You're so bad!- Wei Ying pouted, at this last sentence the second Lan finally gave a reaction, a lot of people would think that after telling the story of how your parents died you would be sad, but Wei Wuxian has always been different, forgetting the bad things and being happy for the little great things that he has experienced through his short lifetime.

Wei Ying guessed what Lan Zhan was thinking, looks like he's getting better at this- I know, you must think I should be sad but I remember that my mom always told me to remember the happy things and to let go of the bitter memories, she said that was the formula for a good life, and I try to live by her words. Anyways are you singing or not?