Shen Yuhan hasn't cried in front of Shan Qihuan for a long time, because he has been very happy and content recently.
This time it was not only because Shan Qihuan’s answer made him sad, but also because he missed their Shen family.
The results of the archaeological research have not yet come out. Shen Yuhan has only read the notebook of the descendant of the Shen family. There is no mention of who his ancestor is, but it is probably one of his brothers. As for which brother it is, it is not clear yet. I hope that more related objects can be unearthed in the future. There are not many objects seen in the video so far, and he does not recognize any of them.
The descendants of his brothers also passed away several hundred years after his death, and they must have experienced changes in the times in between.
Shen Yuhan went back to her room and just sat on the sofa wiping her tears. She didn't know what to do for a moment, she just wanted to cry.
Shan Qihuan followed in soon after, and Shen Yuhan was feeling sad.
At this time, Shan Qihuan had already reacted to Shen Yuhan's question. That "Miss Shen" was also a local Buddhist, and his wife was also a local Buddhist, and they were all proficient in music, chess, calligraphy and painting. If Shen Yuhan suddenly put himself in their shoes, it would be inevitable that he would be upset.
My wife is proficient in everything from music, chess, calligraphy and painting. I just acted on impulse and didn’t think too much about it.
Shan Qihuan knelt on one knee in front of him, holding Shen Yuhan's hand: "Why are you crying? I'm not thinking about 'Miss Shen' and not you, but you are different from her. You are you and she is her. You understand more than just music, chess, calligraphy and painting. Of course, even if you don't understand, I won't dislike you. How can you compare yourself with an ancient person? The sense of substitution is still strong."
"Is it not possible?" Shen Yuhan pouted slightly, with endless grievance in her eyes, "I only know how to play the piano, chess, calligraphy and painting now, and I don't know anything else. Then won't you get tired of me soon if you go back?"
Shan Qihuan wanted to slap himself now: "I was just talking nonsense, how could I be tired of you? Besides, you don't know anything, but you can do a lot of things that you don't know, and I envy you."
"You're lying. You just said that people who are good at chess, piano, calligraphy and painting are old-fashioned and boring. I am old-fashioned and boring." Shen Yuhan scolded him one by one, as if he couldn't let the matter go without a clear explanation.
Shan Qihuan couldn't understand his train of thought and said, "But we were just discussing a problem just now. What I said was not true. You don't have to be angry."
Shen Yuhan felt extremely aggrieved. "Miss Shen" was him, and "Miss Shen" was "Miss Shen". They were obviously discussing the same issue.
Shan Qihuan saw that he still hadn't disappeared, and didn't know what was going on, so he felt helpless: "You are being unreasonable."
"I'm not being unreasonable." Shen Yuhan got angry again when he heard this, "What you said was just the result of your inner opinion of people like me. You think people like me are boring and old-fashioned from the bottom of your heart." He just doesn't feel secure about relationships that come so quickly. After all, he is not a modern person.
"Shen Yuhan, when did I ever tell you that you are boring and old-fashioned? I really just said it without thinking. If you really want to argue with me, then you can continue to be angry." I have been going to the Shan family's company recently, and I can't help but feel unhappy. I went home to relax, but my wife argued with me.
"I'm not arguing with you, I'm just stating a fact." Shen Yuhan said while holding back tears.
"You don't believe anything I say. We've known each other for so long, and when did I feel that something was wrong with you? Then calm down first." Shan Qihuan felt a little aggrieved, and he lost his patience to coax her. Obviously, he didn't do anything, but Shen Yuhan kept pestering him with just one sentence. No matter how much he explained, it was useless, so he might as well calm down first.
After saying that, Shan Qihuan left. And he didn't go to the study room, but got in the car and went out directly.
Shen Yuhan stood by the window and watched her car disappear. Her mood hit rock bottom. She didn't want to talk like that, but her husband just thought that people who only knew how to play the piano, chess, calligraphy and painting were old-fashioned and boring. If he got tired of her one day in the future, it would be better, it would be better...
I dare not think further.
I know that Shan Qihuan might have more common language with a modern person, but they might not be able to get along for long and they will definitely get bored. Now they can barely cope with daily life, but what about the long run
He couldn't even learn the most basic arithmetic, let alone biology, geography, physics and English, which were all incomprehensible to him. He hadn't made any progress in the online classes recently. He knew that he had not been exposed to this knowledge since childhood, and there was nothing he could do.
Shan Qihuan was actually a little annoyed today. Although Shan's company had not reached the point where it was difficult to make any progress, he was annoyed seeing the people from the second and third branches jumping around. His father wanted to achieve a balance among the three parties, but no branch was willing to live in peace. How could he possibly balance matters involving interests? He couldn't balance the feelings before, and now he couldn't balance his rights. Mutual suppression would only lead to the company's retreat.
He really couldn't tell Shen Yuhan about these things, and he didn't want to vent his anger on him. He originally wanted to go home to have a good meal and rest, but things happened one after another, and his wife started to make a fuss with him, arguing endlessly over a small issue. He was really annoyed, so he went out for a drink.
Liu Tan happened to organize a party, so he just came out. It's not that he didn't want to have dinner with Shen Yuhan, but he was too irritable today. He was afraid that if he stayed any longer, Shen Yuhan would say something unpleasant to him, so he had to come out first.
The party organized by Liu Tan today was just a gathering of friends, for eating and drinking. There were both men and women who were there, none of them were messy people. Among them was last year's Miss World, a writer, and a reporter who often appeared on a well-known channel. Everyone was good at chatting.
Liu Tan mocked Shan Qihuan: "Why aren't you at home with your little cutie today?"
Shan Qihuan took a sip of red wine and said, "It's impossible for me to accompany you every day."
Liu Tan naturally saw it: "Are you having a conflict?"
Shan Qihuan complained to his friend quietly, "Alas, you said he was usually quite reasonable, but today I don't know why he suddenly got into a fight with me. He was a bit stubborn. I didn't want to argue with him, so I came out."
It was rare for Liu Tan to hear Lao Dan talk about him and Shen Yuhan: "Isn't he a very gentle person? He also speaks softly. I can't imagine what it would be like for him to be stubborn with you."
"Have I ever told you that you're a bit of a tearful person?" Shan Qihuan was afraid of his wife crying. He got a headache every time he saw her crying.
Liu Tan said: "I saw her crying last time at the hot spring hotel. I think it's okay. Boys can be delicate too."
"But I have to coax him whenever he cries. Is there any way to make him cry less? I can't let him cry every time I say something unpleasant." Like a tearful person, as she spoke, she was wondering whether Shen Yuhan had eaten well tonight, and whether it was not good for her to just walk away just now.
"Is he insecure? Otherwise why would he cry? I stand on Xiao Shen's side today." Liu Tan said, "Think about it, you usually spend less time with him at home, and he doesn't know what kind of people or things you encounter outside. How can he understand you if you don't tell him. However, you should also understand him well. Some people are just more sensitive."
What Liu Tan said made sense. Shan Qihuan began to reflect on whether he had not done enough: "It is true. Usually, when I go home, I take a shower and go to bed. When he has time, he will tell me what he did during the day. If I am tired, he will not tell me."
Liu Tan: "Tsk, you must have said something unpleasant today to make me angry. You are not at home to comfort your wife, but you come out to have dinner with me. Be careful that your wife will run away."
"That's why I don't dare to run away. I think Shen Yuhan can't leave me too much." Shan Qihuan still has some confidence.
"Don't be so confident." Liu Tan reminded him out of his own good intentions, "Do you know Shen Yuhan?"
"Who knows?"
"Why don't you calm down for a few days and talk it out after the situation has subsided. Having a conflict can easily hurt feelings."
"Um."
Shan Qihuan was actually thinking seriously about the question of whether he understood Shen Yuhan or not. Did he really understand Shen Yuhan
Just like tonight, I couldn't even figure out what was so special about Shen Yuhan, so why did I insist on thinking that I was sick of him just because he was good at music, chess, calligraphy and painting
Shan Qihuan thought for a long time and felt that maybe Shen Yuhan was still a little too spoiled. How could he not understand him? He was spoiled and clingy, and occasionally he would lose his temper and act unhappy, but of course he didn't think there was anything wrong with it.
Since it was a rare opportunity for them to come out, Shan Qihuan and Liu Tan stayed a little longer.
When leaving, Miss World, who had been maintaining a reserved smile throughout the meal, suddenly asked Shan Qihuan if she could give her a ride.
Shan Qihuan refused and suggested that she take a taxi or wait for others to come out, and then get in the car and leave.
Little did he know that a reporter who was following him took a photo of him talking to Miss World.
What a perfect time and place! There is new entertainment gossip.
Shan Qihuan drank some wine and called a designated driver. When he got home, it was pitch black.
Today, Shen Yuhan did not leave the light on for Xi as usual. Shan Qihuan thought that he had not sent WeChat messages to Xi all night, and both of them ignored each other. Shan Qihuan looked at the wall clock. It was around 10:30 in the evening, and Xi should not have gone to bed yet.
Shan Qihuan took a shower and changed clothes in another bathroom before returning to the bedroom.
There was only a curled-up quilt on the bed. Shen Yuhan buried himself in the quilt. There was no crying, so he was probably asleep.
Shan Qihuan quietly went to bed, trying not to disturb Shen Yuhan's sleep.
They have been living fairly smoothly lately, and rarely have any quarrels.
After lying down, Shan Qihuan lay flat without moving. After realizing that Shen Yuhan had kept him suffocated for too long, Shan Qihuan quietly got up and pulled the quilt down.
In the darkness, I couldn't see 's face clearly. In fact, Shen Yuhan usually had a good sleeping posture. Maybe he had a conflict with today and kept himself depressed.
Shan Qihuan felt a little guilty, but he wanted to calm down for two days. After he had dealt with his own affairs, he would have a good chat with Shen Yuhan in a calm manner when it would not affect his mood. He thought that he really did not know his wife very well.
No words were spoken that night.
The next morning, when Shan Qihuan was having breakfast, Shen Yuhan was already sitting at the dining table waiting for him.
Etiquette did not allow him to eat before Shan Qihuan, but he did not call Shan Qihuan "husband" all the time today.
What happened yesterday is not actually over yet.
Shan Qihuan saw that Shen Yuhan's face remained calm, which was completely different from the usual smile on his face when he spoke. He confirmed once again that Shen Yuhan really didn't understand him. Shen Yuhan, who was in a cold war with him, was a little cold and indifferent, which made him a little flustered.
Shan Qihuan took the initiative to speak: "When I came back last night, you were already asleep."
Shen Yuhan lowered his head and drank his porridge: "Yeah."
Shan Qihuan didn't know what to say for a moment, wondering if his words yesterday asking the two people to calm down were a bit too harsh.
"I'll tell you when I come back in the evening." He could only make the decision for the time being.
"Yeah." Shen Yuhan simply responded. She also reflected on whether she had forced her husband too much yesterday. After all, her husband didn't know that she was "Miss Shen".
Shan Qihuan went to the company just like that, and Shen Yuhan saw him off to the door as usual. He stood at the door in a daze for a while. If Shan Qihuan had been more careful, he would have found that the screen of Shen Yuhan's phone was filled with a photo of him talking to someone last night, with the caption "Shan Qihuan's marriage breakdown? Secret meeting with Miss World late at night".
When Shen Yuhan got up in the morning, she originally wanted to have a good talk with her husband, but her husband slept until breakfast time, so she went about her own business, watched the news on TV for a while, and then checked other news on her mobile phone. Who knew that a piece of news was pushed directly to his phone.
If the photo only showed two people, Shen Yuhan would have thought it was fake, but he recognized the car in the background. It was the one that Shan Qihuan had told him about, and he was the only one in the entire Jiang City.
Should I believe it
If they hadn't had a quarrel, he might not have believed it at all, but they had a quarrel yesterday, and Shan Qihuan walked out without looking back.
The report said that the place where Shan Qihuan and Miss World had a secret meeting was actually very secretive. It was a certain club that provided rich people like us with the opportunity to meet celebrities.
She searched what Miss World was. It would have been better if she hadn't watched it. After watching it, Shen Yuhan felt bitter. It turned out that the beauties were selected from hundreds of countries all over the world. There was no comparison between her and this little "No. 1 brother of Qi State".
It turned out that without realizing it, my husband began to feel annoyed with him.
Shen Yuhan wiped his tears for a long time in the greenhouse before having breakfast with Shan Qihuan. He washed his face with clean water, so when Shan Qihuan woke up, he didn't find any signs that he had been crying. He thought that his eyes were still swollen from crying last night.
After Shan Qihuan went to work, Shen Yuhan sat alone in the greenhouse for the whole morning until he came to his senses when Dean Fang called him.
Dean Fang smiled and said, "Xiao Shen, have you been busy recently?"
Shen Yuhan calmed down and said, "It's OK. It's not too busy."
Dean Fang was quite considerate: "It's not a big deal. From the sound of your voice, it seems like you have a cold, right?"
Shen Yuhan found an excuse to cover up his discomfort: "I don't have a cold, my throat is just a little dry because I didn't drink any water. What does the dean want to talk to me about?"
Dean Fang didn't need to try to get close to him and went straight to the point: "It's like this, I remember you know a little bit about the characters in the Western Han Dynasty tombs, and I wanted to know how you knew them." He found that the experts were having a hard time deciphering the tomb owner's characters, and the progress was a bit slow. He remembered that Shen Yuhan seemed to know them too.
Shen Yuhan said: "We used to have similar books at home, and I learned from the elders at home. Later, these books were put away by my family and I never studied again. I can barely recognize some characters. I also practiced them when I was practicing calligraphy."
"That's great!" Dean Fang thought to himself, "For example, a large number of books have been unearthed from an ancient tomb recently, all of which are written in the language of that mysterious country. I guess your Shen family has some connection with the owner of the tomb. You may be a descendant of the Shen family. Can you please do us a small favor and help us decipher the words in the books? It is very important for our archaeological work!"
Shen Yuhan said without hesitation: "If that's the case, then I will definitely do my best to help. I can go over anytime."
"Okay, but this time we're not in the capital, we're at the excavation site, which has been protected. Basically all the archaeological experts from the project team are there. If you don't mind, can we leave today or tomorrow? I'll send someone to pick you up when we get there."
"Okay, give me the address, I'll pack up in the afternoon and leave." Shen Yuhan really didn't want to stay at home and think about random things. Just as her husband said, they needed to calm down.
"Okay, you can take a plane or a high-speed train, both are available." Dean Fang also made a suggestion, "The airport may be a bit far from the ancient tomb, the high-speed train station is closer."
"Okay, then I'll pack up and leave in the afternoon." Shen Yuhan had never taken the high-speed rail, so he chose to fly.
He held his chest tightly, eager to see if there was anything left by his family.
Even though they are separated by a thousand years, I still hope to find something related to my family, perhaps it is a sustenance in another world.
Shen Yuhan stood in the bedroom carrying a suitcase, and took his ID and bank card with him. In fact, he didn't like chatting on the phone, and preferred to use pen and paper to convey his ideas. He wrote a short letter and placed it on the table in the bedroom living room.
I think Shan Qihuan will be able to see it when he comes back.
We need to think carefully about this marriage. You know, in modern times, the marriage between me and Shan Qihuan can be called an arranged marriage. Unlike other couples, who went through the process of pursuing each other, falling in love, proposing, living together, etc. before getting together, their relationship is actually not stable.
The most important thing is that Shan Qihuan is a completely modern person, while she is a feudal ancient person at heart. In the long run, as her husband said, she may really feel that she cannot keep up with the trend of the times, is boring, and is old-fashioned and conservative.
Shen Yuhan wiped away the tears that had gathered in the corners of her eyes. If they broke up, she would be really sad, but a short pain is worse than a long one. Her husband deserved a better modern man.
I can't linger any longer.
After wiping away the tears that could not be stopped, she picked up her few luggage and left the home where she had lived for most of the past half a year.
In the morning, Shan Qihuan was still in the conference room listening to the quarrel between the second and third rooms. His eldest brother had been acting a little strange recently. Apparently he was almost well but he was reluctant to go back to the company.
In the afternoon, something happened at my company and I needed to go back to deal with it. The meeting lasted nearly four hours. I was exhausted physically and mentally from going back and forth. I didn't eat much at noon and was so hungry that my stomach hurt a little.
Ever since Shen Yuhan and got married, hasn't had any stomach problems for half a year.
sat in his chair, holding his stomach. The pain made sweat on his forehead and his face turned pale. Qu Zhu poured him some hot water and some relief medicine.
Qu Zhu suggested: "Boss, why don't you go to the hospital."
Shan Qihuan shook his head and said, "It's okay, just sit for a while."
Qu Zhu stood aside waiting, worried that something might happen to him. If something happened, he could immediately arrange for someone to send the boss to the hospital.
Fortunately, Dan Qihuan's stomachache gradually eased, and Qu Zhu asked him with a double meaning: "Are you okay?"
"I'm fine." Shan Qihuan obviously didn't realize his hint.
Qu Zhu added: "I'm glad you're okay. I thought the boss lady was going to give birth."
Shan Qihuan grasped the key point: "What happened?" Did he and Shen Yuhan have a quarrel that was known to everyone? Didn't he only tell Liu Tan? Shen Yuhan was not the kind of person who liked to gossip with others, so it was not necessary.
Qu Zhu felt something was wrong when he heard this: "Boss, you didn't know?" He hadn't heard him say that he wanted to deal with the scandal all day, so he thought that the boss and the boss's wife didn't care.
"Know what?" Shan Qihuan frowned. He didn't even eat two bites of food today. He checked his phone and saw that there was no new message from Shen Yuhan.
"It's the scandal about you being photographed while having dinner last night. It was trending on the Internet this morning." I believe my boss is not that kind of person. It must be a piece of nonsense written by an entertainment reporter. "I thought you knew it, so I never asked."
Shan Qihuan immediately opened his computer and started searching for his own name, and the first thing he saw was the photo posted by the entertainment reporter!
I took a look at the time this Weibo post was published. It was six o'clock this morning. I suddenly remembered that something was wrong with Shen Yuhan this morning!
He thought to himself: Oh no! Shen Yuhan won’t believe it!
When he thought of this possibility and the reason for their quarrel, Shan Qihuan's face turned even paler. He didn't care that his stomach was still aching, so he picked up his cell phone and left. "Xiao Qu, take me home! Quick!"
After getting in the car, he started to dial Shen Yuhan's cell phone, but no matter how many times he called, it was always turned off!
After rushing home as quickly as possible, Shan Qihuan found that the usually warm home had become cold and deserted. He ran back to the room, holding his stomach. There was no one in sight, only a piece of A4 paper pressed by a small vase on the table.
The handwriting on the paper was beautiful and neat, but the first sentence made Shan Qihuan feel like an icy needle was inserted into his stomach.
—Husband, I’m leaving. Don’t worry and don’t look for me.