Chapter 72 I'm not leaving
After dinner, Wen Ning took the children to watch cartoons, and the living room finally quieted down. Jiang Yanli brewed a pot of fresh tea, and the fragrance of lotus flowers mixed with the aroma of tea filled the air, which vaguely had a bit of the charm of Lotus Pier.
"Sister, how long do you plan to stay this time?" Jiang Cheng leaned back on the sofa, playing with a teacup in his hand. His tone seemed casual, but his eyes were fixed on Jiang Yanli, afraid that these two people would disappear in front of him in the blink of an eye.
"I'm not leaving for now." Jin Zixuan answered for Jiang Yanli, holding her hand and squeezing it gently. "The overseas projects have been handed over. I'll be developing in China from now on and spend more time with Jin Ling."
Jiang Yanli smiled and nodded: "Yes, it's not a good idea to always wander around outside. Jin Ling needs someone right now. And..." She looked at Wei Wuxian and Jiang Cheng with guilt in her eyes, "I always said I was busy and ignored you. I want to spend more time with you in the future." She smiled and comforted her two younger brothers. She understood why her two younger brothers were like this.
Wei Wuxian felt warm in his heart, and was about to say, "Senior Sister, don't feel guilty," but Jiang Cheng interrupted him: "That's good to know. Go on fewer business trips in the future. It's not like your family can't live without you." Although his words were tough, the tenderness in his eyes could not be hidden.
Lan Xichen smiled and tried to smooth things over: "That's perfect. We can come to the old house more often and have a little fun together."
Lan Qiren held the teacup and rarely frowned: "Yanli's cooking skills are good. You can come and give Wen Ning more guidance in the future." Although he seemed to be talking about cooking skills, he actually accepted their frequent visits.
Wei WuXian immediately responded, "Right, right, right! Senior Sister's lotus root and pork rib soup is the best in the world! I've been wanting to drink it every day for a long time!"
Lan Wangji glanced at him and said lightly, "Eating too much will hurt your stomach." Although he said this, he silently refilled Wei Wuxian's cup of tea, and the water temperature was just right.
Jiang Yanli was amused by them, and the fine lines at the corners of her eyes were tinged with warmth: "As long as you don't mind, I will cook for you every day."
Jin Zixuan added, "Yanli's cooking skills are good, but she spoils you too much, especially Ah Xian. Even though he's grown up, she still lets him act like a spoiled brat."
"Brother-in-law, you don't understand," Wei Wuxian raised his eyebrows, "This is called Senior Sister loving me." He deliberately moved closer to Jiang Yanli and winked at Lan Wangji, only to see that the other's ears turned red again.
The director watching from the corner was laughing. The people in the camera were joking and bantering. Although they had different personalities, they had an indescribable harmony, like a family that had been together for decades. The comments were full of envy:
"This family atmosphere is so wonderful! I also wish I had a sister who loves me so much!"
"Boss Lan is jealous again, hahaha! Something's wrong with him whenever Teacher Wei gets close to Senior Sister!"
"Jin Zixuan and Jiang Yanli are so sweet! Their eyes are full of love!"
It was late at night, and the children were all asleep. Wei Wuxian and Lan Wangji walked Jiang Yanli and her husband to the door, but Jin Ling insisted on following them, saying he wanted to stay with his parents for a while longer.
"Mom, which hotel are you staying in? I'll come visit you tomorrow." Jin Ling held Jiang Yanli's hand, reluctant to let her go.
"We're not staying in a hotel, we're staying nearby," Jin Zixuan said with a smile. "We can see each other anytime we want." He patted his son's head and said, "Go back to sleep. You have school tomorrow."
Jin Ling nodded, but still refused to let go. Jiang Yanli squatted down and kissed him on the forehead: "Good night, my little Jin Ling."
The kiss was as light as a feather, but it instantly made Jin Ling's eyes red. He hugged his mother tightly, then hugged his father awkwardly before turning and running back to the old house. After running a few steps, he turned back and waved, like a little animal longing for home.
Looking at his son's back, Jin Zixuan said softly, "I always thought he was like me, but now I realize that he's like you in his bones, tough on the outside but soft on the inside."
Jiang Yanli leaned on his shoulder and said with a smile, "It doesn't matter who it is, as long as he is happy."
Wei Wuxian watched their backs as they walked together, and suddenly thought back to sixteen years ago. Back then, Jin Zixuan always said that Jin Ling's temper was too fierce, unlike him, but Jiang Yanli always protected the child, saying, "Our Jin Ling is very good." It turns out that no matter what time or space, a parent's love for their child is always the same.
"Let's go back." Lan Wangji held Wei Wuxian's hand. It was a little cold at night, but his hand was very warm.
“Yeah.” Wei Wuxian nodded and looked back at Jiang Yanli and his wife. They were still standing and talking in the moonlight, their figures stretched out very long and gentle like a painting.
On the way back to his room, Wei Wuxian suddenly sighed, "It's great that Senior Sister and Brother-in-law are doing well, and Jin Ling can also have parents who love him."
"Yeah." Lan Wangji responded, slowing down his pace.
“Lan Zhan,” Wei Wuxian stopped and looked up at him. The moonlight fell into his eyes like falling stars. “What do you think? Have we made up for all the regrets we had in the past?”
Lan Wangji looked at him and reached out to tidy up his wind-messed hair: "Not yet."
"ah?"
"One more thing missing." Lan Wangji's voice was low and serious. "I didn't get to watch the moon over Lotus Pier with you before, and now I want to make up for it."
Wei Wuxian was stunned for a moment, then smiled, tears nearly falling from his eyes. He nodded vigorously, "Okay, when we have time, let's go back to Lotus Pier together, check out Senior Sister's room, the tree I climbed before, and then some..."
Look back at those times when we didn’t say goodbye properly.
Back in the room, Wei WuXian had just sat down when Lan WangJi pulled him into his arms. His chin rested on the top of his head, his breath warm on the crook of his neck: "Today..."
“I know you’re jealous.” Wei Wuxian smiled and turned around, cupping his face. “Don’t be upset. In my heart, Senior Sister is family. You are…” He deliberately dragged out his words, and as Lan Wangji’s gaze grew darker, he gently kissed the corner of his mouth. “You are the person I love most in my life. No one else can compare to you.”
Lan Wangji's eyes softened instantly, like melting ice. He tightened his arms, pulling Wei Wuxian deeper into his embrace, as if to rub this person into his bones and blood.
The moonlight outside the window filtered through the lattice and fell on the two people's clasped hands. The lotus pendant on the bracelet glowed warmly in the moonlight - it was specially made by Lan Wangji, and there was a small word "envy" engraved on it.
Wei Wuxian touched the bracelet and suddenly remembered something: "By the way, should I ask Senior Sister and the others to go to the night market together tomorrow? I heard there's an old street nearby that's especially lively at night. There's also a place selling sugar paintings. Jin Ling will definitely like it."
"Okay." Lan Wangji nodded. As long as Wei Wuxian wanted to do something, he was willing to accompany him.
As the night deepened, the old house was completely silent. Only the wind chimes under the grape trellis occasionally chimed, like someone humming a gentle song.
Wei Wuxian leaned in Lan Wangji's arms, listening to his steady heartbeat, and suddenly felt that no matter whether it was the Cloud Recesses in the world of immortal cultivation or the modern Lan family mansion, as long as this person was by his side, anywhere would be his home.
Those regrets that were once thought to be irreparable, those longings that tossed and turned in sleep late at night, have slowly found the most satisfactory answers in this warm modern time and space.
In the future, there will be more time to walk slowly and savor the moments.
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