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Wei Wuxian peeked from the entrance of the library pavilion, "Lan Zhan are you still mad at me?"
Silence.
Wei Wuxian entered slowly, a bowl of steaming hot bright red congee in his hand. He settled the bowl in front of Lan Wangji as he sat down.
Lan Wangji looked up from the book he was reading and glanced at the bowl then at Wei Wuxian, "It's yet time for lunch." He said.
"It's just a few minutes till it is, you can just eat it later." Wei Wuxian grinned.
Lan Wangji raised an eyebrow in questioning.
Wei Wuxian, "From me to you Er-Gege, I made it myself as an apology! I'll even be quiet today."
"Your punishment is over, you don’t need to be here anymore." Lan Wangji reminded him.
Wei Wuxian replied while doing dramatic gestures, "Aiyoo, I just want to be with you! Or is this your way of kicking me out? How rude, I never thought the great Lan-er Gongzi would do this."
Lan Wangji huffed while getting back to his book. Taking this as a sign of acceptance, Wei Wuxian smiled as he relaxed his head on both of his arms, keeping his promise to be quiet.
A minute passes,
Then another,
And another.
By this time Wei Wuxian is already becoming restless, "Lan Zhan~" he said in which Lan Wangji didn't reply, this made Wei Wuxian pout. How could anyone stand such boredom?
Wei Wuxian had played with anything in his reach, His hair, The brush, tapping on the table. At one point Wei Wuxian started humming in a low volume as if not meaning for anyone except for him to be able to listen. His voice was soft and the melody of the song was exquisitely beautiful, Lan Wangji couldn't help but take a peek. Wei Wuxian's eyes were closed, he was starting to doze off. Lan Wangji resisted the urge to pet his head
Wei Wuxian yawned, his volume getting smaller with each note until he fell asleep completely.
A few more minutes passed and it was time for lunch. Lan Wangji considered waking up Wei Wuxian but looking at how adorable and peaceful he seemed to be, he decided to give him a few more minutes.
Lan Wangji glanced at the bowl Wei Wuxian had brought. By now the congee is no longer steaming hot, instead, it's only mildly warm. The unnatural red from spices made him wonder if it's even edible.
He scooped a tiny bit of it on the spoon and placed it into his mouth, just by this he already started coughing. Maybe this is just another prank by Wei Wuxian. How can anyone eat this? But still he is determined to eat it, Not because it was made by Wei Wuxian no, It is just not good to waste food.
Lan Wangji thought about Wei Wuxian borrowing the kitchen making this congee for him and smiled.