Fortunately, Shen Yuhan's cold was not serious. She slept in her husband's arms all night, and there was no major problem when she woke up the next morning.
Xu has lived in Qi for nearly twenty years, and Shen Yuhan doesn't want to travel far away. Firstly, he is unfamiliar with the new world, and secondly, he is still afraid of contact with strangers from the outside world. His gender concept is even stronger than others.
He can also keep things organized at home and make full use of his time.
I study in the morning, practice calligraphy and painting, or play the piano and chess in the afternoon, and occasionally chat with Shan Qihuan on WeChat when he takes a break from his busy schedule.
Before we knew it, Christmas was here.
In the morning, Shen Yuhan would go shopping at the nearby vegetable market with Aunt Wang. He was no longer nervous about shopping in the supermarket and he had chosen fruits by himself in the supermarket many times. One night he even made a fruit salad for Shan Qihuan.
On Christmas Eve, apples were being sold everywhere. Shen Yuhan did some research and found out that Christmas was traditionally on December 25th every year, and the night of the 24th was Christmas Eve, a Western Christian holiday that later spread to the East, where young people who had received modern education liked to celebrate the holiday.
Today, the supermarket was playing the jingle-jingle-ding Christmas songs. As soon as you entered the door, you could see apples delicately wrapped with small gifts. Giving apples on Christmas Eve means peace and safety. Shen Yuhan also wanted to have good luck, so he bought a few and gave as many as there were people in the family.
Shen Yuhan's trophies in the supermarket today were apples. When she got home, she specially put the apples for her husband together as a surprise for him. Although her husband was not happy, the atmosphere still had to be there, and the husband of others had something too.
Shan Qihuan had some social events outside today, and when he returned, it was nearly nine o'clock in the evening. Shen Yuhan had already finished his shower and was leaning on the couch with a blanket in his arms, reading A Dream of Red Mansions. Seeing Lin Daiyu crying while living under someone else's roof, he couldn't help but think of himself who was alone in the modern world, and he felt so sad that he started crying too.
When Shan Qihuan returned home and found him in the bedroom, he saw his wife wiping her tears and turning over.
He remembered that he only appreciated "Dream of Red Mansions" as an academic work. It was the first time he found that the person who cried after reading "Dream of Red Mansions" was actually his wife.
But for Shen Yuhan, "Dream of Red Mansions" was just a joke, and he had no difficulty understanding poetry. He was so engrossed in reading it that he didn't even notice Shan Qihuan pushing the door in.
However, when he saw Shen Yuhan, all his negative emotions for the day disappeared: "How interesting is Dream of the Red Chamber?"
Shen Yuhan was startled by her husband's appearance and wiped her eyes: "Oh, my husband is so stupid. I just saw Daiyu burying flowers. She looks quite pitiful living under someone else's roof."
Daiyu is the daughter of a top scholar in the imperial examination and also a rich lady. She was rejected when she knocked on the door and felt upset. She was also once a daughter of a wealthy family, surrounded by servants. She recalled the glory of the past, but now she is just an ordinary person. It is inevitable that she feels disappointed.
Shan Qihuan was a little tired today. He sat on the couch and rested his head on Shen Yuhan's thin shoulders. "Whether she is pitiful or not, you can't cry. You still have to go out tomorrow. It won't look good if your eyes are swollen."
Shen Yuhan felt extremely dependent on her husband, and the emptiness in her heart at home was suddenly filled up. She no longer felt sad. She touched Shan Qihuan's face and felt a little bit of new stubble on his chin. It was hard and a little prickly.
His heart was moved: "No, husband, I will shave you tomorrow."
"Hmm." Shan Qihuan leaned against Shen Yuhan and didn't want to move. His wife was also a man, so how could she be so sweet and soft? It was very comfortable whether he hugged her or leaned on her.
Seeing her husband half-closed his eyes, Shen Yuhan asked, "Are you tired?"
Shan Qihuan simply lay on his wife's lap: "A little bit. Today I was discussing cooperation with a very difficult company. I was so dizzy from bargaining with them. If I'm not careful, they will catch me."
Shen Yuhan didn't understand much about business matters. He gently rubbed Shan Qihuan's temples. Shan Qihuan sighed in his heart that it was great to have a wife.
After pressing for a while, Shen Yuhan looked at her piano and said, "Husband, can I play the piano for you?"
Shan Qihuan said, "Okay."
Shen Yuhan usually plays the piano only for herself to listen to. Her husband is very busy at home and has little time to listen to her play the piano.
He sat down at the piano table, tried a few notes, looked up and asked Shan Qihuan: "What song does your husband want to hear?"
Shan Qihuan didn't have any idea about it: "It's all fine. I'm not picky."
Shen Yuhan nodded and played a song he had played when he was meditating in Qi.
The sound of the piano was leisurely, and as the melody changed, Shan Qihuan's slightly impetuous heart calmed down. He propped up his head, listening and appreciating the graceful posture of his wife when she played the piano.
Shen Yuhan had just put on a loose woolen sweater, which spread on the ground, a bit like a skirt. His hair seemed to have grown a little longer, and the way he played the piano seriously looked like a beauty from a distant era.
Wife, it’s a pleasure to watch.
My wife's piano playing has lingering sound.
Shan Qihuan used his mobile phone to record the song played by Shen Yuhan. He thought that if he was sick and couldn't sleep one day, he would watch the video and listen to the song.
When the song ended, Shen Yuhan tilted his head and saw his husband holding a cell phone: "Husband, what are you doing?"
"Record your song." Shan Qihuan is now in much better spirits than when he just came back.
With the spirit of "happiness is better shared than happiness alone", he started showing off on Weibo ever since he found out that Shen Yuhan was proficient in piano, chess, and painting. He felt happy every time he saw the envious, jealous and hateful comments from netizens.
Drawing inspiration from the Weibo post on the winter solstice, he replied by only showing his wife's hands, leaving the rest of her body uncovered.
Anyway, he thought the song was pretty good. He had learned piano for many years when he was a child, but because he didn't want to recall the boring days of practicing piano, his family never bought a piano again. So, in order to change Shen Yuhan, he made piano a course for him to learn. Unexpectedly, his wife gave him surprises one after another, which could be explained in the current Internet language as "the clown actually loves me".
Fortunately, he did not have too much prejudice against Shen Yuhan, otherwise he might not have such a crying, clingy, coquettish and talented wife.
He checked the video he had captured before posting on Weibo.
Shan Qihuan: I’m a little tired today, so a kid played a song for me. Does anyone know the name of it
Netizens now understand.
-Mr. Dan is showing off his wife again, what a shame!
-Can you let your child show his face? I want to see it.
-You're trying to trick me into getting married again? You're dreaming. I won't be fooled.
- I can really knock my hands for a hundred years. It's so beautiful. Doesn't Mr. Dan want to marry a wife who is proficient in music, chess, painting and so on? I envy you.
-When will you produce new paintings? The style is so cute.
Gao Feng is a doctoral student majoring in guqin performance. He is obsessed with guqin playing and likes to search for lost guqin music. Because of his excellent musical talent and ability, he recently worked with Jiangcheng archaeological experts and professors of classical music research to study a guqin score that had just been found in an ancient tomb. However, because the score had been in a damp coffin for many years, only one-tenth of the words on it could be seen clearly, and they had studied for more than a month, and their eyes were red, before they could confirm that one-tenth.
He finally got some rest today and went to bed early. Before sleeping, he checked Weibo and saw a Weibo post forwarded by his classmate.
Gao Feng was very interested in everything except the piano. His classmates were also among the best in their majors, so why would they just casually forward a celebrity's Weibo? When he saw the comments, he was very surprised: It sounds good, please give me the sheet music!
Are there any Guqin music scores that they haven't heard of? Are they original
Yu Gaofeng clicked on the video which was only fifty seconds long.
It sounds relaxing and comfortable at first, but when I continue listening, it sounds a bit familiar, and suddenly I get an epiphany!
He had been listening to this short section of the song for a month and it had become almost a conditioned reflex. Who played it
Is it pure coincidence? Why are the new scores they obtained so similar
He wanted to continue listening, but, it stopped!
Gao Feng was extremely excited. Could it be that the music score obtained by the archaeological experts already existed among the people
He clicked on Shan Qihuan's Weibo and found out that it was Shan Qihuan's lover who was in the conversation. He searched for a long time but couldn't find Shan Qihuan's lover's Weibo.
I'll save the video first and send it to the teachers tomorrow to see if they can confirm that it's the same music score.
If so, the country's classical music scores will be expanded, wouldn't that be wonderful
Shen Yuhan had just finished playing a song on the piano when she suddenly remembered that she still had to give an apple to her husband!
Shan Qihuan was just about to say that they could go back to their room to rest when he saw his wife, changing her usual slow pace and running downstairs. Thinking he was going to do something, he got up from the couch and followed him. He stood on the corridor and watched his wife running upstairs with a small bag in her hand.
Shen Yuhan took a deep breath, her face flushed from running: "Husband, I give it to you, safe and sound."
Shan Qihuan took it and saw the big round apple inside: "An apple for me?"
"Yeah." Shen Yuhan nodded, "Don't you want to give apples on Christmas Eve?"
Shan Qihuan chuckled, "Only on Christmas Eve in our country do we give apples. There is no such thing on this holiday. It's just an activity organized by the merchants." Seeing that his wife began to look a little aggrieved, he immediately said, "But thank you, I was so busy that I forgot to prepare a gift for you."
Hearing her husband's thanks, Shen Yuhan smiled and said, "It's okay, you can buy things for me often in the future."
Shan Qihuan thought that his wife was easy to satisfy. He lowered his head and kissed his shiny lips, then picked him up and said, "Let's go back to the room."
Shen Yuhan was frightened by his sudden hug and hugged his neck tightly: "Ah, husband, let me go!"
Shan Qihuan laughed deeply, and said, maintaining his character, "Don't let go."
Then Shen Yu was easily carried back to the room by his husband. The moment he fell on the soft bed, Shen Yuhan's lips were kissed.
A moment of spring night is worth a thousand gold.
Thanks to her husband, Shen Yuhan had a "colorful" Christmas Eve.
His husband is used to sleeping in, but Shen Yuhan got up earlier than him because he had promised to shave his husband last night.
Shan Qihuan woke up suddenly. His wife had already squeezed toothpaste for him as usual and even prepared shaving cream.
Although he didn't make too much noise last night, seeing Shen Yuhan still full of energy after waking up from a good sleep, Shan Qihuan felt that he was not working hard enough.
"Honey, let me shave your beard."
Shen Yuhan didn't have any physical condition. He didn't need to shave very often, and he only had soft hair on his lips. If you didn't look closely, you couldn't see it. However, some people were born with less body hair, and even their beards weren't very long. Correspondingly, there was nothing on his body either, just a legendary little blue dragon.
His development is sound in all aspects. He has a throat but it is not very obvious. Maybe it is due to his personality, his voice is softer than his and gentle like water. It is said that women are made of water, but his wife is more like she is made of water.
"You seldom shave normally. Do you know how to shave?" Shan Qihuan put his arm around his waist and leaned against the dressing table.
Shen Yuhan hadn't considered the issue of having to shave himself. He hesitated for a moment and said, "I've learned it. I guarantee I can shave well."
Shan Qihuan has never given his face to others, so it doesn't matter if it's his wife.
Shen Yuhan had seen her husband use a razor and applied shaving foam to him, which he found very interesting and made him feel fortunate that he didn't need to shave.
"Go ahead." Shan Qihuan had a look of fearlessness on his face, "If you scratch my face and make me unable to go out, you know the consequences."
Shen Yuhan stuck out the tip of her tongue at him, and raised the razor in her hand fiercely, "No way, my husband doesn't trust me at all."
Shan Qihuan closed his eyes when the knife fell, and then he found that his wife was really gentle. She patiently shaved off the stubble that had grown on him overnight. His face became cleaner little by little, and the parts that he usually didn't shave due to rushing were also shaved clean today.
Shan Qihuan looked at Shen Yuhan's serious expression and felt completely softened in his heart.
I never imagined that someone would shave me.
"Okay." Shen Yuhan breathed a sigh of relief. He didn't dare to use too much force just now, for fear of scratching his husband's face. He asked Shan Qihuan as evidence to seek praise, "Husband, do you think it's clean?"
Shan Qihuan's eyes were burning. He stared straight at Shen Yuhan's lively expression: "Clean."
Shen Yuhan was uncomfortable with his gaze: she turned his head towards the mirror: "Look at the mirror, why are you looking at me? I don't like mirrors."
Shan Qihuan smiled deeply, then began to wash his face, then took the towel handed to him by Shen Yuhan.
It was the first time for Shen Yuhan to give her husband a beard. She was a little excited and kept staring at his face until breakfast.
"Honey, your face is so clean."
Shan Qihuan only now realized the person whose expression was about to become uncomfortable because of being stared at.
He turned his head away in confusion: "Are you going to have breakfast or not?"
"Oh, eat." He found that his awkward husband was a little cute.
It was the first time for Shen Yuhan to play with others, so he was not very excited, but he felt a little bit of novelty. In the past, he would be more excited when his husband took him out, but today he was more of a little uneasy, afraid that he had made a mistake.
Shan Qihuan really wanted Shen Yuhan to make friends, so he didn't mention sending him home today. Instead, he asked the driver to take him there, which was actually not far, only three or five kilometers from their home.
After Shen Yuhan opened the door, Shan Qihuan answered the phone. Half an hour later, a group of people came into the house to move things.
At this time, Shen Yuhan was already standing at the address given by Wen You, and the friends in the group all said that they had arrived.
He rang the doorbell and a familiar face showed up, it was Lian Qi.
"Yuhan, you finally made it!"
As soon as she called out, Wen You also poked his head out and said, "Come in quickly."
Seeing familiar people, Shen Yuhan felt a little more relaxed about this unfamiliar place.
He entered the house and greeted them with a smile: "Long time no see."
Lian Qi laughed and said, "Don't we meet in the group every day?"
Shen Yuhan thought about it, and when he turned his head, he found Wen You looking at him, so he smiled at him.
Wen You cleared his cough and said, "Today, not only our friends in the group are here, but also my classmates. Do you want to eat anything? I'll get it for you."
Shen Yuhan shook his head and said, "Thank you, I'm not hungry yet."
Lian Qi said, "Wen You, why are you so anxious? Xiaoxiao, Yu Han, I'll take you to see the others. They are all playing Werewolf in there."
What is Werewolf
Wen You watched Shen Yuhan being taken away, scratched his head, and had to follow.
Shen Yuhan was brought inside, and he met several friends in the group. Only one person was missing, and the rest were all present. The atmosphere was generally very relaxed. There were many people he didn't know, but everyone was very kind, and some even brought him a chair to sit on.
Then he learned what the game "Werewolf" was from the box on the cards.
He didn't know how to play, so he watched others play. A young man was eloquent and won the game by successfully concealing his identity as a werewolf.
Shen Yuhan watched for a while, but he did not join in. Instead, he sat aside and observed the words and actions of these modern young people, which were all very simple and easy to understand.
Someone in the next room was singing a modern love song. The lyrics were still straightforward, but they no longer made Shen Yuhan blush. The love words her husband said were much more heart-moving than those lyrics.
Wen You also found an opportunity to bring a glass of juice to Shen Yuhan: "Here."
Shen Yuhan sat upright on the sofa and expressed his gratitude.
Wen You chuckled and said, "You are always very polite."
Shen Yuhan: "Ah, huh?"
Wen You thought he was a little shy: "You don't like noisy environments."
Shen Yuhan replied, "It's OK. I don't know how to play, so I won't spoil the fun for you all."
Wen You was not wrong, he did prefer a quieter atmosphere, probably because of the environment he grew up in, he couldn't speak as loudly as them, nor could he laugh as heartily. In such an environment, he actually didn't feel very present.
Wen You added: "Actually you can learn it after playing it once, it's all pretty simple."
"No." Shen Yuhan shook his head. "You guys play, I'll just watch." It's not that he's pretentious. He just doesn't like to be squeezed together with strange men. Since they have met Wen Youxi several times, he is considered polite and gentlemanly.
"Then I'll sit here with you." He casually found a topic, "I also have a brother, but my brother is not as strict as your brother."
"My brother?" Shen Yuhan just remembered who the brother he was talking about was, "He is not my brother."
Wen You's heart skipped a beat: "Not your brother? Then he is your cousin? Or your cousin?"
"No, he thinks I'm old," Shen Yuhan considered the words, thinking of her husband, and smiled sweetly, "He's my boyfriend, I'm married."
Wen You thought he had heard it wrong, and his voice changed: "You, you are married?"
Shen Yuhan smiled embarrassedly: "Well, I thought you knew that he didn't pick me up last time."
Wen You felt very disappointed and gave a bitter smile: "I don't know."
Shen Yuhan took a sip of juice and said, "Now I know."
Wen Youxin, as if hearing bad news, said, it would be better not to know!
He now doesn't know how to get along with Shen Yuhan, so today... forget it.
Shen Yuhan sat for a while and felt that this environment was not suitable for him, so he made a decision and lobbied Lian Qiwen to go back.
Lian Qi woke up from the game and asked in surprise: "Why are you going back?"
Shen Yuhan shook his head and said, "Something happened at home, so I have to go back first. You guys play."
Wen You and Lian Qi sent him to the door. Shen Yuhan said goodbye to them directly. His driver had been waiting at the door and got in the car and left.
After getting in the car, Shen Yuhan told Uncle Li not to tell her husband that she was going home.
She also wants to spend Christmas with her husband.
When he got home, Shen Yuhan thought he had come to the wrong place.
There are two Christmas trees taller than people on the left and right sides of the door, with small flashing lights hanging on them, which look very beautiful when they twinkle.
He pushed the door open and walked into the house. The living room was decorated with a new look. There was a two-meter-high Christmas tree in the middle. Christmas songs were playing in the house. He saw his husband standing on a stepladder hanging a small gift, and then he climbed down carefully from the ceiling.
Shan Qihuan happened to be there at that moment and saw Shen Yuhan standing in a daze.
Shan Qihuan, who was thinking about giving his wife a surprise when she came home that night, said: "..."
This was the second time in his life that he wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl into!