Chapter 93 - Longing (Part Four) (2/2)

Even when they reached the streets, Lan WangJi still didn’t seem like he was going to stop. He continued to run.

Wei WuXian, “Just where do you want to go?”

Lan WangJi said nothing. As he arrived at the yard of somebody’s house, he suddenly stopped in his tracks. Wei WuXian was somewhat confused. Just as he was about to ask, Lan WangJi put a finger in front of his own lips, “Sh.” He reached out and wrapped his arm around Wei WuXian’s waist. With a kick, they leaped lightly onto the house’s roof. Bent over on the tiles, he whispered, “Look.”

Seeing how mysterious he was being, Wei WuXian felt a bit curious. He followed his dedicated gaze and saw a chicken coop inside the yard.

“…” Wei WuXian, “This is what you wanted me to look at?”

Lan WangJi whispered, “Go.”

Wei WuXian, “To do what?”

Lan WangJi had already leaped up and landed at the center of the yard.

If the owners of the house were awake right now, they’d think that an Immortal of the Heavens had landed on Earth, watching such a heavenly man float down, dressed in the moon-lit white robes. But the things Lan WangJi did didn’t seem Heavenly at all as he slowly searched around the yard. Wei WuXian felt more suspicious the more he looked. He hopped off the wall as well and tugged his forehead ribbon, “Just what do you want to do?”

Lan WangJi pressed his forehead ribbon with one hand and reached into the chicken coop with the other. The hens that were sleeping soundlessly inside immediately woke up, flapping their wings madly in attempt to escape. Lan WangJi’s gaze hardened. Like lightning, he caught the fattest one inside his hand.

Wei WuXian was shocked speechless.

The hen cooed unstoppably within Lan WangJi’s hands. In all seriousness, Lan WangJi put it into Wei WuXian’s arms. Wei WuXian, “What?”

Lan WangJi, “Chicken.”

Wei WuXian, “I know it’s a chicken. Why are you giving me a chicken?”

Lan WangJi’s said with a straight face, “For you.”

Wei WuXian, “For me… Fine.” It seemed like if he didn’t accept it, Lan WangJi was going to get mad again. Wei WuXian took the chicken, “Lan Zhan, do you know what you’re doing? The chicken has an owner. This is called stealing.”

If somebody were to find out that the prominent HanGuang-Jun tried to steal somebody else’s chicken after he was drunk… It was beyond imagination.

But at this time, Lan WangJi only listened to the things he liked. Those he didn’t like, he’d pretend like he didn’t hear anything. He continued to busy himself with the work at hand. From inside of the chicken coop came ‘clucks’ and ‘coos’, eggs and feathers flying everywhere. It was unbearable to the ear.

Wei WuXian, “I wasn’t the one who told you to do this.”

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!”