The main culprit, Shan Qixin, huddled in the car and dared not leave. He was explaining the Dragon Vein to his third brother.
Shan Qihuan, who was currently in the capital and couldn't leave, wanted to hang Shan Qixin up and beat him up: "What happened?"
Shan Qixin said: "We were burning incense in the temple, and then my hat accidentally fell off and was touched by a fan, who took a photo of it."
It had been a long time since his third brother had said anything sarcastic. He scolded him profusely: "If you don't have a brain, then forget it. You are a star, how dare you bring your sister-in-law into the crowd!"
Shan Qixin tried hard to explain, hoping that his third brother would not beat him too badly: "Isn't it that my sister-in-law wanted to pray for a peace amulet? Others say that Baiyun Temple is more effective. I thought my sister-in-law was praying for you, so I took him with me."
Shan Qihuan rolled his eyes at him from a distance: "You are stupid, don't you dare to quibble with me? Stay in the car. If I don't send your sister-in-law home safely today, I will skin you alive when I get back."
"Is it that serious?" Shan Qixin said in a low voice.
"As for that!" Did he raise Shen Yuhan to be delicate and tender just to let him play bumper cars with rough people? Shen Yuhan would frown in pain when a thorn pricked his finger, and would ask him to apply medicine when his feet were blistered and broken!
Shan Qixin shrank his neck and dared not say more, let alone mention the various hot searches that his agent had just forwarded.
It seemed like his third brother hadn't been so angry in a long time.
Just because of his new sister-in-law
But the thought that his third brother might cause trouble for him when he returned gave him a headache.
Sister-in-law, please come back soon!
There were too many people, and Shen Yuhan was pushed in by the crowd and couldn't get out at all.
Some people followed Shan Qixin out of the temple, but he was not as strong as them and was blocked at the back. Then some people thought he was a star and pointed their mobile phones at his face. Shen Yuhan remembered the reporters with cameras in the police station last time, but she was not worried at all because she had her husband and bodyguards there. But now, there was no trace of her uncle's clothes, so she could only face this crowded scene by herself.
He didn't want to be squeezed by the crowd, so he stepped back and tried to avoid the people who were forcing their way through.
But it's also strange. He is not a star, let alone a famous actor of the time. Why do these people want to take pictures of him
But Shen Yuhan was not afraid. These people did not ask him any questions. Instead, they surrounded him and pointed their cell phones at him.
However, he was also afraid that these people would hurt him, and somewhat regretted not asking for Shan Qi's new cell phone number before getting off the bus. Now that he had no way of contacting him, he calmly observed the situation around him. They were all pilgrims, so he only needed to go to the main hall and ask the monks or the abbot in the temple to arrange a room for him to hide in. They probably didn't want the temple to be in chaos or cause any trouble.
"Please move aside." Shen Yuhan walked aside and said to them, "I'm not a celebrity either. It's nothing for you to take pictures of me."
The pilgrims paused, thinking, how could such a handsome boy not be a star? It's impossible.
"You're lying. Why don't you join the entertainment industry when you're so pretty?"
"But I really am not." What is the entertainment industry
The pilgrims didn't care. Since everyone was taking pictures, wouldn't they be at a disadvantage if they didn't? Beautiful people were rare to see, and taking a picture wouldn't lose anything. They could always go home and brag about it later. What if the person really was a star
Shen Yuhan took advantage of the fact that the crowd around him was not too dense and turned around and ran towards the living room.
Seeing the master who had just consecrated him sitting there, he asked for help: "Master, there are so many pilgrims surrounding me outside, can you let me hide for a while?"
The master looked outside and saw a group of people rushing past. "Come with me. There is a meditation room at the back. Go in and hide for a while. I'll ask the security guard to come through."
"Thank you, Master." Shen Yuhan's eyes were filled with gratitude.
The master had just blessed Shen Yuhan's amulet. His face was quite recognizable, and he had just been very generous with another man in a hat, so he was willing to help him.
The master of the generation, holding a mobile phone, led him through a door and then walked him through a not-too-long corridor, which was surrounded by signs prohibiting pilgrims from entering. After walking for a while, they were away from the hustle and bustle.
It can be said that the path is winding and leads to a secluded place. From the outside, it looks like there are magnificent halls with a strong commercial atmosphere, but inside, there is no trace of modern atmosphere at all.
The kind-looking master said, "Please sit here for a while. The situation outside will not calm down in a short time. I will come back to call you after the security guards have restored order."
Shen Yuhan clasped his hands together and said, "Thank you, Master."
After the master left, Shen Yuhan walked into the half-open Zen room, which was decorated in a simple and poetic way.
There was a Go game on the small coffee table, and the tea in the cup was steaming, perhaps someone had just been received here.
Shen Yuhan felt as if he had returned to the State of Qi here, but he knew that was not the case. Rather, some places in modern society still maintained ancient traditions, like burning incense in temples today, which was almost the same as they did in the past, the only thing that had changed were the pilgrims and temple masters.
He was not worried about Shan Qixin who had been separated from him. The other party was a modern person and had his own solutions. He just had to wait for him in the car.
Shen Yuhan chose a cushion and sat down, right next to the Go board. He was interested in this unfinished game. If he played with the black pieces, where should he put them next
After thinking for a while, Shen Yuhan subconsciously picked up the chess piece next to him. When he was about to put it down, a figure blocked his light.
Shen Yuhan raised his head and saw a smiling old monk. Shen Yuhan put the chess piece back into the chess box and stood up.
"Sorry, Master, I was a little engrossed in watching the chess game."
"It's okay. If you are interested, you can play chess with me. Please take a seat."
"Master, who are you?"
"I am the abbot here. You can call me the First-Rank Master."
"First-rank abbot, I'm sorry to bother you." Shen Yuhan smiled at him.
"Since we are destined to meet, there is no need to be polite." Master Yipin smiled and invited Shen Yuhan to sit down. Looking at his appearance, he was handsome, with the meaning of a man and a woman with a handsome face who would become rich and noble. He was a friendly and smart young man. "What move were you going to make? It looks very clever to me."
"I want to go here." Shen Yuhan said, picking up the black piece and placing it where he wanted to place it just now, "It's your turn, First-Rank Abbot."
The two of them just played chess one after another.
The First-Rank Abbot was more powerful than the old man Jiang he had met before, and there was no other relationship between them, so Shen Yuhan was much freer in his actions and did not have to hold back.
It was rare for a first-rank abbot to meet an equal in chess. He was just casual at the beginning, but soon he started to play seriously. If he was not serious, he might quickly lose to the delicate-looking young man in front of him, who looked like some spoiled young master.
While Shen Yuhan was playing chess with the abbot Yipin, the surroundings were quite quiet and the noise outside had nothing to do with them.
However, after taking a few steps, Shen Yuhan's cell phone rang.
He smiled apologetically at the First-class Abbot: "I'm sorry, maybe my family is calling me. Master, let me take the call."
The First-Rank Abbot shook his head: "No problem, you take it."
Shen Yuhan felt that this scene seemed familiar, as if he had received a call in the middle of playing chess with Mr. Jiang last time.
As expected, it was her husband who called her again.
Shen Yuhan answered the call sideways, and Shan Qihuan couldn't help but see a different scenery again. This time it was a row of old wooden boards with scratches on them.
As soon as Shen Yuhan answered the phone, before she could speak, Shan Qihuan's worry suddenly came out: "Shen Yuhan, where are you? Are you hurt?"
"Honey, I'm not injured. I hid in the meditation room at the back and met the First-Rank Abbot. I was playing chess with him." Shen Yuhan simplified the situation. "The master who helped me said that he would call me out after the security guards in the front maintained order. You don't have to worry."
Shan Qihuan didn't argue with him at this time: "Okay, I'll ask the bodyguards to pick you up, and you can leave the temple when they arrive. When I get home, I'll go to thank the master who helped you and donate more money to the temple."
Shen Yuhan moved the camera of his mobile phone, just facing the abbot's face. Shan Qihuan felt that the master looked familiar.
The abbot smiled, obviously hearing what he said: "Thank you in advance, sir."
Shan Qihuan said from a distance: "We are the ones who are causing trouble for the abbot."
First-rank abbot: "Little fellow, don't worry about it."
Shan Qihuan said: "I sent you Qixin's cell phone number. He is waiting outside. You two can contact each other later."
Shen Yuhan nodded: "Well, I see, are you busy?"
Shan Qihuan reminded him: "I will continue the meeting later. Remember to send me a message when you return home safely."
Shen Yuhan: "Okay, goodbye, husband."
"Yeah." Although Shan Qihuan didn't see Shen Yuhan's face, he could tell from his voice that there was no aggrieved and pitiful crying tone. His eyes were probably not red and he wasn't crying, so he was not so worried. At this time, he remembered that what was on Shen Yuhan's new phone was his email account and password. He could also see Shen Yuhan's whereabouts on his phone, which was indeed shown as being in their Baiyun Temple.
Abbot Yipin had just noticed the diamond ring on Shen Yuhan's hand, but he thought it was just a young person's preference for jewelry. He did not expect that she was married at such a young age and looked very happy. As soon as she had an affair, her boyfriend called her immediately.
Shen Yuhan put away the phone and continued playing chess with the abbot.
When the sun reached its zenith, the chaos in the temple caused by Dan Qixin's appearance had subsided, but it also took an hour. The main reason was that people outside heard that a big star was coming, and everyone was blocking the door to watch. The people outside didn't leave, and the people inside couldn't get out.
Baiyun Temple has always maintained a delicate peace with its pilgrims. It has not encountered such a sensational incident for a long time. Fortunately, there is an emergency plan, which finally cleared the crowded passenger flow.
The master who arranged for Shen Yuhan to go in and hide from the limelight walked in and said that four people were outside to pick someone up. They brought photos with them, so they should be the ones to pick up Shen Yuhan.
Shen Yuhan had just finished his chess game with the first-rank abbot, and he stood up to say goodbye to the abbot.
"Thank you, Master and Abbot, for taking me in today."
"You're welcome. We are destined to be together." The abbot saw Shen Yuhan was about to leave, and after a moment's hesitation, he asked him, "My friend, won't you take a photo with me before you leave?"
Shen Yuhan was a little confused: "Group photo?"
The abbot cleared his throat and said, "You young people all think it's fresh to take photos with us monks, so you can post them on your WeChat Moments later."
Shen Yuhan suddenly realized that one of the ways young people nowadays communicate is to take photos with others and post them on WeChat Moments.
But where is the Moments? How do I post
Since the abbot mentioned it, why not take a photo with him
Shen Yuhan: "Then let's take a group photo?"
The abbot immediately handed his phone to the master: "Please take a picture for us. Do you mind if I post it on Weibo?"
Weibo? It was Shen Yuhan’s blind spot.
At this time, I can only bow my head and say: "I don't mind, please feel free to do as you like."
The three of them stood side by side and took a group photo.
The abbot replied: "Add me on WeChat, and we can play another round when we are free."
Shen Yuhan didn't know Weibo, but he knew WeChat. Finally, there were words he could understand.
He immediately unlocked his phone and opened WeChat: "I scanned you, or you scanned me?"
He has become very familiar with scanning QR codes.
So they added each other on WeChat, and Shen Yuhan also felt a sense of accomplishment in learning modern knowledge. When he went out today, he found that he still had many blind spots and needed to continue working hard.
The abbot said, "I'll send you the photos later."
Shen Yuhan: "Then First-Rank Abbot, see you next time."
The abbot waved to him, then shook his head after the person left. He actually met a young man who didn't like taking photos. He was the one who was obsessed.
Afterwards, he sat down and lowered his head to start editing photos and posting them on Weibo. It was time to post photos and interact with fans.
The master sent Shen Yuhan to the front where the four bodyguards were waiting to pick him up. Shen Yuhan thanked the master again and then left the temple smoothly.
Ten minutes later, Shen Yuhan saw Shan Qixin with tears in his eyes.
Shan Qixin almost hugged him, but Shen Yuhan calmly distanced himself from him: "Uncle, keep your distance."
"Okay." Shan Qixin thought he was angry with himself, "Sister-in-law, don't be angry with me. I didn't mean to not hold you when I left. I was also in a difficult situation at the time. Are you injured? Were you squeezed by those crazy people?"
"No, I hid myself."
"Luckily you're smart." Shan Qixin looked him up and down, and found that he was indeed intact. He began to worry about his third brother, "Well, sister-in-law, if my brother asks about this when he gets home, you have to help me."
Shen Yuhan smiled and said, "Okay, after all, it was me who asked you to take me out, and I won't let your brother embarrass you."
"Okay, okay." It had been a long time since his brother called him brainless. This time he was probably really angry. "If anything, we'll both go on Weibo. My agent will write a Weibo post on my behalf to clarify our relationship."
This is the second time I heard someone mention Weibo. Does Weibo seem to be an important thing? I have collected many new words today, and Shen Yuhan quickly memorized them in his mind.
He didn't know what Weibo was, and it would be great if his uncle could solve it.
Shan Qixin was afraid of offending others, so he chose to go home for lunch.
It was already past one in the afternoon when they got home. They were starving, but luckily their aunt had prepared lunch for them early.
Shen Yuhan sent a WeChat message to her husband to let him know she was safe, and then started to eat lunch.
Shan Qihuan seemed to have his phone in his hand all the time, and he replied as soon as he received the message, but Shen Yuhan was eating, so he didn't reply him immediately.
When she remembered, she thought her husband might be in a meeting, so she didn't reply.
After learning a bunch of new words in the morning, Shen Yuhan hid in the study room to ask Xirui in the afternoon.
The first question is what is Weibo
The second question is, what do young people like to play
The explanation on Weibo came out very quickly, and Shen Yuhan understood that it was a social platform for sharing information, and that one had to register and log in. Shen Yuhan did not dare to register casually, and put it aside for the time being.
As for the question of what young people usually like to play, Xirui recommended several links to him, and Shen Yuhan received a lot of new words.
996, overtime, Honor of Kings, PUBG, milk tea, cola, TV series, novels, Tucao Conference, staying up late, and baldness.
After Shen Yuhan was investigated, he found that the young people present were really amazing!
They go to work at 9 am and get off work at 9 pm, which lasts for six days a week, and they often have to work overtime.
In addition, they drink milk tea every afternoon, play PUBG and Honor of Kings games at night while drinking Coke, and stay up late to check Weibo, watch TV series, read novels, and watch Tucao Conference. The final result that awaits them is baldness!
Shen Yuhan counted on his fingers and arranged these into his own schedule, and then there was chaos.
They are so busy, how do they manage to take photos when communicating with people
He didn't want to be a young man anymore, and he didn't want to be bald, because a bald man would be so ugly. In this comparison, Qi was the better choice.
On the second night of Shan Qihuan's business trip, he returned to the hotel after entertaining several CEOs of the Chamber of Commerce.
The first thing he did after sitting down was to call Shen Yuhan.
At this time, Shen Yuhan was struggling with whether he should be a qualified young man. He was stroking his freshly dried hair in front of the mirror when he received a call from Shan Qihuan.
Shan Qihuan really couldn't stand that he didn't open the front camera for him, so he drank some wine and all he could think about was Shen Yuhan's face.
As soon as he opened the video, he saw his wife's pretty face as he wished. Although the front camera was turned on, it seemed that it was not the case when he looked closely.
"What are you doing in front of the mirror?" He looked distressed.
"I'm wondering whether I should stay up late, but I'm afraid of becoming bald." Shen Yuhan shared her worries with her husband.
"What are you staying up late for?" Shan Qihuan was slightly stunned. How could someone who goes to bed at 10:00 every day want to stay up late? "Do you want to play games or watch TV series?"
Shen Yuhan didn't think about this for the time being. He didn't know how to play games, and he didn't re-watch the TV series he liked every day. The one he was following recently was a family ethics drama, which was broadcasted one episode every day. It was quite good, and the male lead looked a bit like the prince he had seen.
"No." Shen Yuhan said, holding his delicate chin.
Shan Qihuan tugged at the collar of his shirt, revealing most of his collarbone: "Then you don't want to sleep?"
"Okay, I'll go to sleep now." Shen Yuhan looked at him, wondering why her husband didn't take off his clothes.
Shan Qihuan stopped and said, "Wait, listen to my command."
"Huh?" Shen Yuhan was confused.
"Touch 'switch camera' on the lower left corner of your phone screen." Shan Qihuan couldn't stand not being able to see his wife's face every time they video chatted.
Shen Yuhan pressed the button as he was told. He didn't dare move before, for fear of accidentally turning it off. After pressing the button, he saw his own slightly surprised face.
Wow, it turns out that your cell phone can be used as a mirror!
Shan Qihuan saw his wife's face, but couldn't kiss her. He unbuttoned his shirt with one hand and said, "Tell me, why don't you let me see your face?"
Shen Yuhan suddenly realized that this would allow his husband to see her, as if he was seeing his husband? He had already learned to draw inferences from one instance, and quickly turned his brain to give his husband a reasonable explanation.
Shen Yuhan asked him back: "What do you think?" Of course he couldn't say that it was because he didn't understand.
What she was actually thinking about was whether her husband could take off his shirt at once.
Shan Qihuan thought of the previous incident and said, "Okay, it's time to calm down after so long."
"Yeah." Shen Yuhan probably knew what he was talking about. Shen Yuhan got on the bed with her phone in her arms, sat on the head of the bed, pulled the quilt over her belly, and told her husband about today's event. "Honey, I was almost scared today."
"Did you cry?" Shan Qihuan laughed at him.
"When have I ever cried?" Shen Yuhan snorted at him. Feeling uncomfortable sitting, he lay down again, "You are the one who bullied me."
Shan Qihuan really wanted to slap himself for bringing up something that was not relevant: "I was wrong. Next time, don't bring Shan Qixin with you. He's unreliable."
"Yes, honey, I asked for a peace amulet for you." Shen Yuhan originally wanted to give Shan Qihuan a surprise, but after what had happened, there seemed no need to hide it.
Although it wasn't a surprise, as soon as he said that, Shan Qihuan felt a warm current in his heart: "I know, go to bed quickly, don't stay up late."
"Then you should go to bed early too." Shen Yuhan buried half of her face in the pillow and whispered, "Hubby, I miss you."
Shan Qihuan paused for a moment: "Well, I don't miss you."
Shen Yuhan hummed and said in a muffled voice: "Then you can come back later in the evening."
Shan Qihuan chuckled and said, "Go to sleep quickly. I'll be back the day after tomorrow."
Hearing her husband's familiar and deep laughter, Shen Yuhan finally showed his face: "Hubby, good night."
"Good night." Shan Qihuan finally unbuttoned all the buttons of his shirt.
After hanging up the phone, Shen Yuhan's face was hot. She had just seen her husband's chest, and it was as if he was right in front of her.
I miss my husband so much.
When Shen Yuhan woke up the next morning, he saw that Shan Qixin had blue eyes and said in a mature manner, "Young man, stay up less late."
Shan Qixin, who was tortured by his brother’s video and voice calls for a whole night: “…” Who am I kidding!
At the same time, a hot search related to Shen Yuhan suddenly emerged and directly jumped to the homepage.
#The triangle relationship between Shan Qihuan and Shan Qiyun#