As the days passed, the weather grew colder. Aside from his teaching duties, Wei Wuxian rarely stepped outside the Jingshi. To spend more time with him, Lan Wangji had even moved his official paperwork back to the Jingshi to handle there. Though each was busy with his own tasks, all either had to do was lift their eyes to see the other, which made Lan Wangji feel deeply content.
By mid-December, the earth welcomed the first snow of the year. Mantled in silver, the Cloud Recesses appeared even more tranquil. Lan Wangji stood outside the doorway, gazing at the heavy snow drifting slowly down from the sky, a myriad of thoughts swirling in his mind.
"Lan Zhan, what are you thinking about?" Wei Wuxian walked up to his side and asked softly.
Chapter 97