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Wei Wuxian wakes up in the rabbit field alone—Lan Wangji nowhere in sight.
There were only two rabbits there, Wei Wuxian notes, as the rabbits hop towards him in curiosity. By now, he has spent enough time with his husband and the rabbits to learn to keep still and quiet. He gently pulls one rabbit into his arms and slowly rises to sit.
He raises the rabbit to look straight in its eyes and asks, "Where do you think my Lan Zhan is right now?" The rabbit only twitches its nose in response. "You're right! Maybe he's in the Jingshi"
He places the rabbit back to the ground and skips along the path which is a shortcut towards their quarters. Wei Wuxian is excited about what the incense burner will give them this time.
But he pauses in front of the door when he hears a woman's delighted laugh.
Wei Wuxian steps inside.
He didn't need to open the door, as he just passed through it like a ghost. Wei Wuxian didn't dwell on that though, too transfixed by the scene inside the Jinghsi.
An unfamiliar Lan woman was sitting there, a young boy sitting by her side and another little boy placed on her lap. The three are drinking tea and eating sweets as they chat.
Wei Wuxian can recognize his husband anywhere. Especially with his unmistakable golden eyes.
And—
Oh…
Golden eyes that were apparently inherited from his mother.
'This must be a memory,' Wei Wuxian infers as he sits on the empty side of the table without the three seeing he's there.
The incense burner is truly full of surprises!
Wei Wuxian is not complaining. Not at all.
Wei Wuxian doesn't know that his lips curled to a soft smile.
'To witness this precious memory is a priceless gift.'
He watches in delight as the red tint of little Lan Zhan's ears spread to his cheeks and the tip of his nose because of Lan-furen's teasing. She continues to poke her son's squishy cheeks and little Lan Xichen also chimes in.
Little Lan Zhan juts out his lower lip, flashing them the fiercest glare he could muster before curling against Lan-furen's bosom to hide.
adorable!
Little Lan Xichen and Lan-furen giggle.
She bends down and whispers something to Little Lan Zhan's ear, making him perk up.
Lan-furen smiles and pecks a kiss on his nose.
Little Lan Zhan mirrors her smile and closes his eyes, content to be held in his mother’s embrace.
Oh… side by side… they really smile exactly the same.
Lan-furen gently tugs Little Lan Xichen to sit on her lap and she wraps her free arm around them. She sways in her seat, humming her sons a sweet lullaby until they are both asleep.
The woman smiles at the boys, soft and melancholic.
She scoops them in her arms and carries them towards the bed. Lan-furen tucks them beside her and they nestled within the warm covers—for that moment, forgetting the coldness of reality.
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Wei Wuxian doesn't know his eyes closed, but when he opens them again, he's in their Jingshi, lying on his side in his and Lan Zhan's bed.
When he looks down, his lips cured to an indulgent smile.
Unlike the usual wherein Lan Zhan sleeps on his back with perfect posture, his husband is currently curled in his embrace with his face pressed against Wei Wuxian's chest.
Wei Wuxian tucks some wayward locks of hair behind Lan Zhan's ear, and his husband's eyes flutter open.
He softly chuckles and kisses the tip of Lan Zhan's nose. “Had a good dream?”
“Mn.” Lan Zhan smiles and snuggles impossibly closer, closing his eyes.
Wei Wuxian bites down a laugh. Instead, he wraps his arms and legs around his husband and kisses the top of his head.
It was already well past five, by the looks of it. But Wei Wuxian would never say no for a longer time cuddled with his Lan Zhan in bed.
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