Shan Qihuan turned his head to glance at Shen Yuhan, only to see him looking out the window, not knowing what he was thinking.
But one thing is clear, he must have felt uncomfortable because of the phone call just now, and he was probably acting again.
While waiting for the red light, Shan Qihuan still called him, "Shen Yuhan."
Shen Yuhan just responded with a "Yeah." He didn't turn around to look at Shan Qihuan, and his voice was muffled. Compared to the sweetheart look he had just had holding his face, he now sounded like he was about to cry.
There was a strong wind outside, and a red plastic bag was blown up into the sky. His eyes followed the floating plastic bag.
The green light came on and they were almost home, so Shan Qihuan simply stopped talking. He thought he needed to have a good talk with Shen Yuhan.
After the wedding, they haven’t had a good discussion about their future. They keep acting like this. Isn’t he uncomfortable? Isn’t Shen Yuhan uncomfortable
Their marriage won't last long, it's just a show for the old man, there's no need to act so seriously.
After arriving home, Shen Yuhan carried the bags into the house like a machine. He did not have the joy he had from shopping before. He was filled with low pressure and dark clouds over his head.
After returning to the room, I handed the packed clothes to the laundry aunt.
Then he sat blankly on the sofa in the living room. Even his favorite TV show failed to attract his attention. The TV screen was still stuck on the homepage and there was no sound at all.
After Shan Qihuan washed his hands, he saw Shen Yuhan sitting on the sofa, staring at the TV in a daze.
Are you still angry about what happened just now? Are you really angry or just pretending to be angry
Shan Qihuan actually couldn't tell whether Shen Yuhan was acting with genuine feelings or just expressing his true emotions.
Every time, his eyes and expressions were so well acted that I almost believed it myself.
Shan Qihuan wanted to sit on the sofa, but his feet turned to the seat next to Shen Yuhan: "What are you daydreaming about here? Want to buy a wok?"
The small square on the homepage of the TV screen is playing a shopping channel for buying pots.
Shen Yuhan raised his head and saw that Shan Qihuan didn't put on a coat or anything, his eyes lit up a little: "You're not going out."
"Don't go out. It's so windy outside. It's probably going to rain soon." Shan Qihuan asked his aunt to close all the windows.
"Then will you go out if it doesn't rain?" Shen Yuhan said sullenly again. He cared a lot about that top student.
Shan Qihuan knew what he meant and it seemed that he still cared about what happened on the phone.
"What do you want to say?"
Shen Yuhan pursed his lips and said, "Are you going to meet that top student?"
Shan Qihuan wanted to say something harsh, such as: What's wrong with me meeting a top student? Are you being too controlling? We should have lived our own lives, and you are not mine.
But when he saw Shen Yuhan's clear, innocent and pitiful eyes looking at him, he changed the subject: "I don't know him, and I won't go to see him."
Forget it, since Shen Yuhan wants to act to relieve stress, then I'll accompany him to play the couple who are in name only for a while. It's boring on a rainy day anyway.
Shen Yuhan's pitiful eyes immediately became very bright: "Really?"
"Really." Shan Qihuan thought that his temper and acting skills were gradually improving.
After getting a positive answer from her husband, Shen Yuhan stopped being stunned and picked up the remote control to change the channel. However, he didn't plan to watch the poverty alleviation drama today. He wanted to watch a romance drama with his husband. He rarely watched it alone, mainly because modern people are too bold and can be intimate at any time no matter where they are. He would feel embarrassed every time he watched it himself.
But if I watch it with my husband, will their relationship improve? It's okay to blush.
"Honey, do you have anything else to do later?"
"No other plans." Shan Qihuan usually doesn't arrange work for himself on weekends unless there is something very urgent that needs his attention.
"Then watch TV with me for a while. It's not time for dinner yet."
Watch those stupid dramas? Shan Qihuan didn't expect that Shen Yuhan wanted to watch romantic dramas with him in order to develop feelings for him.
"That's fine." At this moment, a movie channel flashed on the TV screen. It was showing a scene where the heroine and the hero were kissing underwater, so Shen Yuhan didn't press it anymore.
There was a strong wind outside, and the atmosphere in the house was harmonious and comfortable, but it was only comfortable for a short while.
Shen Yuhan watched for a while and then asked Shan Qihuan in a low voice: "Husband, won't they suffocate to death in the water? They haven't surfaced for so long."
"I'm not dead. I wasn't in the water when I was filming." Shan Qihuan explained to him and deliberately mocked him, "If you study hard, you won't ask such questions."
"Oh." Shen Yuhan was not discouraged by her husband's lecture. He didn't understand it in the first place. "Then I will study hard in the future."
Shan Qihuan looked at him with a half-smile: "Then I'll wait."
The story of the hero and heroine on TV continues to advance.
The scene changes. The heroine drinks the realgar wine prepared by her best friend. Suddenly, she feels very unwell and falls on the table. The wine spills all over the floor. She rolls on the ground and screams in pain. After a while, a giant snake tail appears in her lower body, and the shape of a giant snake is looming!
Shen Yuhan, who usually stays at home and only goes to the temple with his family to burn incense and pray for blessings, has never seen such a disgusting thing!
He leaned back in fear and hugged Shan Qihuan's arm tightly: "Husband, husband, quickly get rid of that long worm! I'm scared!"
Shan Qihuan's arm was tightly grasped by Shen Yuhan. He was really scared. He sighed helplessly and couldn't help but said, "You were watching it with great interest just now. It's just a movie. What's there to be afraid of?"
"But she didn't have worms just now! Push them away quickly, quickly!" Shen Yuhan was almost crying, her legs curled up on the sofa, her whole body pressed tightly against her husband, he was so scared!
This is not even daring to mention the word "snake".
Shan Qihuan wanted to roll his eyes at him: "It says the movie "The Legend of White Snake: Transformation" in the upper right corner." Seeing his cowardly look, he helped him change the channel, "Okay, change the channel."
Hearing the familiar sound of the "Enjoy Silky" advertisement, Shen Yuhan raised his head from Shan Qihuan's arm, but his whole body was still leaning on Shan Qihuan.
Shen Yuhan rubbed the goose bumps on his arms.
"How could anyone release such disgusting long worms? It's disgusting."
"It's just a snake, what's there to be afraid of..."
Shen Yuhan hurriedly reached out to cover his mouth and warned him fiercely: "Don't say this word, don't say it!"
Shan Qihuan, whose face was covered, touched Shen Yuhan's palm with his lips, thinking that he was taking advantage of him.
Shen Yuhan was still immersed in the state of fear when he heard the words he didn't want to hear. He didn't care what Shan Qihuan was thinking, let alone how ambiguous the postures between him and Shan Qihuan were.
Shan Qihuan was intoxicated by the scent of the shower gel on his body, and his mind was almost going crazy. Seeing Shen Yuhan's lips approaching, he wanted to kiss her. He relied on his strong will to take Shen Yuhan's hand away: "Okay, I won't say anything."
Shen Yuhan was half-kneeling on the sofa, and suddenly Shan Qihuan took his hand away. His body center of gravity was unstable, and he lowered his head and fell into Shan Qihuan's arms, hitting his forehead on Shan Qihuan's chest.
Shan Qihuan was knocked down by him and hugged him in panic. He felt upset, but he was not angry with Shen Yuhan, this annoying little goblin.
Fortunately, Shan Qihuan usually pays attention to exercise, and he helped him up with his arm. The warmth and softness in his arms was just a moment, and his mind was buzzing. He felt that he could not let Shen Yuhan get close to him anymore.
He warned in a non-threatening voice: "Shen Yuhan, don't take this opportunity to throw yourself into my arms."
Shen Yuhan covered her red forehead and pouted slightly, saying: "I bumped into you because I didn't stand firmly, it was not intentional. How can you say such things, husband? I am your wife, not one of those people out there who takes the opportunity to throw herself into your arms." Especially that kind of top student!
What he said was indeed very reasonable. Shan Qihuan was able to bend and stretch, and said, "I said the wrong thing. You watch TV by yourself. I'll go to the study to take care of something."
Shen Yuhan said: "Oh."
I always feel that the back of her husband going upstairs looks like he is fleeing.
After Shan Qihuan went upstairs, Shen Yuhan flipped through a few channels but felt bored. Remembering that he had to hand in his calligraphy and painting manuscripts next week, he turned off the TV and went to his study.
Recalling the rainy autumn in Qi State, the house was wet and cold. Shen Yuhan's maids would light a charcoal basin for him, and the golden tiger cat that often came to his yard to eat and drink would follow him to warm himself by the fire. He would read a book while the golden tiger cat would sleep beside him.
I couldn't help but think of this incident in my mind.
He was afraid that after living in modern times for a long time, he would gradually forget those interesting past events and what happened in that special era, so he picked up a pen, painted the scenes he remembered, and then added color to the paintings.
Shen Yuhan was immersed in painting and had no idea that Shan Qihuan next door was watching the movie on his iPad.
He has a bit of obsessive-compulsive disorder. No matter what good or bad movie he sees, he will definitely finish watching it and even want to know the ending when he scrolls down the progress bar.
No one would have thought that Shan Qihuan, who usually played chess, drank wine or chatted with friends at this time, was actually watching an unpopular movie with a rating of less than five points alone in the study.
The rainstorm had arrived, and the raindrops were hitting the glass windows. Shan Qihuan watched the movie at double speed.
Looking at the time again, it was already past five in the afternoon.
When he was about to go downstairs to drink some water, he found that the light in the next room was on. Shen Yuhan still didn't want to close the door. Maybe she wanted to know his movements and monitor his whereabouts. She was really scheming.
However, when Shan Qihuan went down and came up, Shen Yuhan still maintained the same posture as before, holding the brush and painting with a serious expression, looking very professional.
What can he draw
It's not something you do just for yourself.
Shan Qihuan wondered whether he should speak up and agree with what he was thinking.
No, I can't make an exception. If Shen Yuhan knew that I made an exception for him, wouldn't he attract his attention every day
We must not let Shen Yuhan succeed.
Shan Qihuan turned around and went back to the study, wondering why he didn't go out to play with his friends? Why did he stay at home
Hearing the howling wind outside, he found a reason: it was windy and rainy, and it was indeed not suitable to go out.
Just before dinner, Shen Yuhan spent an afternoon finally finishing his painting. When he wanted to get his seal, he was stunned for a moment.
His seal is gone.
After thinking for a while, he picked up the pen and signed his painting.
Who drew this? A lay Buddhist.
At ten o'clock in the evening, the rainstorm was tired and had to take a break, and it was almost time for humans to go to bed.
Before taking a shower, Shen Yuhan packed the bracelets and earrings she bought today. She thought about how Shan Qihuan said that he was throwing himself at her, but she still bought them for him.
But when he thought about his friends inviting him to meet top students, he felt unhappy again.
After taking a fragrant bath, Shen Yuhan decided to ask her husband to go to bed early tonight.
As soon as he opened the door, Shan Qihuan was standing at the door.
Shan Qihuan had just finished taking a shower in the next room. He stood at the door because he wanted to talk to Shen Yuhan about their separate lives after marriage, not because he was sleepy after watching movies for an entire afternoon and night.
The two of them went to bed one after the other.
After turning off the lights, Shen Yuhan moved towards Shan Qihuan.
He gently placed his hand on Shan Qihuan's arm: "Hubby, are you asleep?"
When Shan Qihuan smelled his wife's fragrant aroma, he felt dizzy and said, "I'm asleep."
"Honey, can you hold my hand while you sleep?"
"cannot."
"I'm a little afraid of the long worms I saw this afternoon, so just hold it for a while."
This little goblin.
The next second, Shan Qihuan followed his heart and held Shen Yuhan's fragrant, soft and smooth hand: "You can only hold it for a while."
"Okay, honey, I'm going to sleep." Shen Yuhan smiled and rested her forehead against his shoulder. She gently held Shan Qihuan's big hand. She felt quite safe being held, and soon closed her eyes and fell asleep.
Shan Qihuan insisted that he could only hold his hand for a while and held it until they both fell asleep without letting go.