Both of the two had a trembling hen in their arms when they flipped back over the wall. After walking for some time, Wei WuXian was still confused as to why Lan WangJi suddenly wanted to steal chicken. Could it be he wanted to eat them? Suddenly, he saw that a feather was stuck to Lan WangJi’s dark hair.
With a ‘pft’, Wei WuXian wasn’t able to watch this any longer. Just as he was about to take it off for him, Lan WangJi turned around again and leaped onto a tree.
The tree was inside someone else’s yard. It grew too well, and the branches reached outside the yard’s wall. Lan WangJi was sitting right on one of the branches. Wei WuXian looked up, “What’s wrong, this time???”
Lan WangJi looked down, “Sh.”
Hearing this, Wei WuXian suspected that what he was going to do was probably of similar nature as stealing chicken. He watched Lan WangJi reach out, pick something off the branch, and toss it down to him. Wei WuXian held the hen in one hand and caught it with his other. He took it back and looked. It was a big, round jujube, still half-green.
As expected. After he stole chicken, he was now stealing jujubes!
Things like stealing chicken and jujubes weren’t unfamiliar to Wei WuXian. In fact, he used to love such activities when he was young. He always did them with a large gang, making up a big ruckus every time. But if his partner in crime was switched with Lan WangJi, it’d be a bit too terrifying. No, they weren’t partners in crime. Lan WangJi was obviously the mastermind here.
At this point, something suddenly flashed across his mind.
Back at Lotus Pier, he took Lan WangJi to see where he grew up in Yunmeng and told him a lot of interesting stories that happened when he was young. Out of those, there were many ‘feats of glory’ like this one. Could it be that Lan WangJi bore them in mind after he heard them and wanted to experience them as well deep down?
It was very possible!
The GusuLan Sect was extremely disciplining. Lan WangJi was locked up in his room to read and write ever since he was young. Every word, every act was said and done according to his seniors’ standards. He’d never fooled around so disruptively before. He wasn’t able to do such things when he was awake, so he did them when he was drunk?
On the jujube tree, Lan WangJi struck like a tornado. Just a while later, and all of the jujubes on the tree had been completely picked off. Only after he put them all into his qiankun sleeve did he jump off the tree and open up his sleeve, showing Wei WuXian his ‘spoils of war’. Staring at all these round jujubes, Wei WuXian was at a complete loss as to what to say.
A moment later, he praised, “… They’re so big, there are so many, you’re so cool! Well done!”
T/n: This chapter is actually insanely cute and, I will have you know, that when I translate such things, I start doing the fangirl scream…
Please do NOT comment with ANY spoilers!! Thank you!
Chapter 94: Longing (Part Five)
Translated by K of Exiled Rebels Scanlations
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.
‘Lan WangJi of Gusu, Wei WuXian of Yunmeng, have been here!’
Lan WangJi seemed quite satisfied, finally taking Bichen back. After a moment of thought, he reached out again. This time, it wasn’t to write, but rather to draw. A few glares of the sword zipped across, and the small portrait of two kissing figures appeared on the wall. The precision of the lines and the obscenity of the content was enough to make Wei WuXian slap his own forehead.
Stealing from everywhere, making a mess, writing and drawing inappropriate things… This time, he was sure—
Back in Lotus Pier, Wei WuXian told Lan WangJi about many of the fun things he did when he was still a child. The GusuLan Sect was strict in its discipline. Lan WangJi must’ve never had so much fun when he was young. He’d probably taken them to heart after he heard Wei WuXian talk about them, and was repeating those things one after another, now that he was drunk. Wei WuXian had to be right. After all, even the content of the graffiti was the same as what Wei WuXian told him!