It is undeniable that Shan Qiyuan did raise the issue that Shan Qihuan had never wanted to face.
How could he not know that Shen Yuhan had changed so much? He had spent so much effort to find a suitable explanation. Didn't he have any doubts? The more he understood Shen Yuhan, the clearer he was about his huge change than anyone else.
No matter how much Shen Yuhan has cut off his ties with his classmates, there are still many clues. A person's habits are difficult to change. After living in the modern world for twenty years, even if his family is no longer there, the school will still leave traces of him.
If the previous Shen Yuhan was really so outstanding, he would not have fallen to the point of bankruptcy. At least Shan Qihuan had never seen him suffer any loss in the long time he had known him. He could even appease the picky Shan Xifeng and deal with the ladies of the Shan family. He never swore and sometimes spoke in a rather elegant manner. The Shen Yuhan he knew before was completely two different people.
He admitted that he had deep feelings for the current Shen Yuhan, but his sanity was still there, his judgment had not been lost, and his mind was becoming clearer and clearer, accompanied by a little panic. What would he do if Shen Yuhan ever returned to his previous state
He didn't dare to imagine Shen Yuhan ever changing back to his previous self. That was a consequence he couldn't bear.
His elder brother was right in asking the question. How much did he know about Shen Yuhan
Shen Yuhan still has something hidden from him, and he hasn't confessed it to me yet, and I am willing to give him some time.
After chatting with Shan Qiyuan for an hour, Shan Qihuan rushed to Jiang City overnight. He was in deep thought for a long time on the plane with a very bad face. The thoughts he had deliberately suppressed were brought up by his elder brother again.
After getting off the plane, sitting in the family car, Shan Qihuan received a video call from Shen Yuhan. Seeing him excitedly talking about the cultural relics he had seen today, Shan Qihuan's heart, which had been floating for an afternoon, calmed down again. Shen Yuhan is Shen Yuhan. He is not someone else. Is it wrong for him to change for himself? He doesn't want to ask the reason. It's okay to continue to be an ostrich. He is happy, and money can't buy it!
Shan Qihuan quickly sorted out his thoughts: "What new work do you have today?"
"Today I saw a new batch of cultural relics, but Director Liang wanted me to identify the characters in order, so he didn't let me see that batch for the time being."
"Do you want to see it?" Shan Qihuan searched for news related to the Western Han Dynasty tombs. A new batch of tombs were indeed unearthed in the past two days, including many exquisite objects and calligraphy and paintings. He also saw a familiar word, "Is it related to Miss Shen again? Let me read the news."
Shen Yuhan no longer worried about whether Shan Qihuan would like the ancient He Ji. He knew that whether in modern times or ancient times, he was still himself and had not changed.
"Yes, that's right. All the paintings and drawings on the unearthed objects are his works. I saw a few of them."
"This Miss Shen is quite impressive. Why would she print her work on a vase?"
Shen Yuhan looked aside, paused, and said, "Because his family is commemorating him."
Perhaps because Shen Yuhan is now considered a member of the archaeological team, Shan Qihuan is also interested in the story.
"Is he really that great? Why does his family want to commemorate him like this? From ancient times to the present, the owners of tombs have always publicized their deeds and made a fuss about their merits and achievements in life. How come this tomb owner has only unearthed things about his elders? It's really amazing. Is this Miss Shen an immortal?"
Shen Yuhan changed into a comfortable posture and said softly: "He is a fairy, so I am also a fairy. Are you curious about his appearance?"
"I'm curious. I remember that there was a reconstruction of the female corpse unearthed in Xiang Province. If Miss Shen's body is not decayed, we can also make one."
"But only the skeleton of the tomb owner remains, with no facial features. The text unearthed from him records that after Miss Shen's accident, his family never found his body, so they used various methods to commemorate him."
"His family is really important. Anyone with such a family will be happy. Miss Shen must be very happy." Shan Qihuan couldn't help but think of what his eldest brother said today. So what if he was born in a wealthy family? There is still no family ties to talk about. It is not as sincere as the ancients.
"Do you think he is happy?" Compared with his own family and the Shan family, Shen Yuhan is indeed happy.
Shan Qihuan's family is almost nothing and even holds him back at critical moments, while his family members have doted on him since he was a child and almost always grant his requests.
Shan Qihuan considered that Shen Yuhan was angry because of a question, so he answered: "I don't know Miss Shen either. If he feels happy, then he is happy. If he feels unhappy, then he is unhappy."
Shen Yuhan rested his head on the pillowcase he brought with him and said, "He feels happy."
"Are you so sure?" Shan Qihuan arrived home and opened the door, saying, "I'm home."
"Hubby, have you had dinner? If you're hungry, have yourself a bowl of noodles." My aunt doesn't live at home, and she'll be gone after 8 p.m. Shen Yuhan is worried that he's been running around all day and might not have eaten.
"I ate something on the plane. I'm not hungry now." In fact, the family has everything. He lacks nothing. Hearing his wife's soft and gentle voice, he doesn't feel lonely at home. Today, he chatted with his eldest brother for a while and felt sad.
Shen Yuhan could sense the change in Shan Qihuan's thoughts. He always asked directly when he had a question: "Husband, are you in a bad mood?"
"No." Shan Qihuan's thoughts still could not be hidden from Shen Yuhan, "Actually, there is a little bit."
"Why?" Shen Yuhan was fine when they separated in the afternoon. "What happened to you in the afternoon?"
"I'm going to the capital to meet my eldest brother and talk to him about some things related to the company." Shan Qihuan decided not to tell Shen Yuhan for the time being, so as to prevent him from worrying again.
"Then what can I do to help you?" Shen Yuhan was a little distressed. He was in the hotel now and couldn't kiss his husband.
Shan Qihuan was slumped on the sofa, an idea suddenly struck him, his eyes lit up, and all his worries disappeared in an instant.
He looked for the remote control to close the curtains at home, then lowered his voice and said, "Do you really want to help me?"
Shen Yuhan had an innocent look on her face, totally unaware of what bad ideas her husband was brewing: "Well, I don't want my husband to be unhappy."
"Let's video chat." Shan Qihuan hinted at him with his eyes through the video.
"Are we video chatting?" Shen Yuhan still didn't understand what he meant.
Shan Qihuan was lying on the sofa, holding up his phone, and said softly, "Watch something else."
Shen Yuhan looked around the room in the hotel. The quilt cover on the bed was what he brought from home, and there was nothing else.
"There's nothing to video chat about." Her husband confused her. "Husband, don't keep me in suspense. What on earth are you video chatting about?"
Shan Qihuan also found it a little difficult to talk about this, but he really wanted to say, "I want to hear your voice."
Shen Yuhan continued to be at a loss: "Haven't I been talking to you the whole time?"
Shan Qihuan said in a deep voice: "It's that voice."
Shen Yuhan paused for a moment, his ears starting to burn: "What was that sound?"
Shan Qihuan said in a dumb voice: "Now, you have to do whatever I say."
The more Shen Yuhan heard his voice, the hotter her body became: "Husband?"
Shan Qihuan was thinking a lot now. The soft and sleepy sound in Shen Yuhan's voice aroused his impulse in some way.
He asked, "Is it covered with a blanket?"
For some reason, Shen Yuhan couldn't help but clutch the edge of the quilt: "I'm covering myself."
Shan Qihuan said softly: "Do you know where my hand is?"
"I don't know." His husband's voice scratched him like a feather.
"Here." Shan Qihuan pointed the camera downwards, "Shen Yuhan, can you follow this?"
Shen Yuhan took one look and wanted to cover his face. He buried half of his face in the quilt that smelled of sunshine, "Husband..."
Shan Qihuan said: "I want to hear your voice. You just said you would help me."
"But..." That's not what she thought. Her husband was getting more and more demanding. She shouldn't have said that just now. Now she was so upset that she couldn't even cry.
"Be good, I want to hear your voice."
Shen Yuhan struggled for a while and whispered, "But, but I don't think so now."
Shan Qihuan whispered something beside the phone, and Shen Yuhan began to miss him: "Can I? Do you miss me a little?"
"I..." Shen Yuhan finally did as he was told, blushing and whispering, "Then, then you can't look at me."
"Well, I won't look at you." My wife has always been so shy, so if I don't want to look, then I won't look. The sound of her voice can satisfy me.
…
Half an hour later, Shan Qihuan found that his wife's voice was completely unsatisfactory to him, so he decided to take a cold shower.
The effect is immediate.
Shen Yuhan spends every day in the museum, interpreting a lot of new content for the archaeological team.
To him, these are not cultural relics, but the property left by his family. To him, these are the most precious wealth.
There were not many precious items preserved, and he also saw a lot of things left by his elder brother.
He initially thought that it might be the descendant of his third brother, as he got along better with his third brother. The eldest brother was serious, and the second brother needed to know more. But in the end, he discovered that Shen Jiyu was actually the descendant of his eldest brother.
Shen Yuhan gradually helped the archaeological team to solve the mystery of the Western Han Dynasty tomb. After identification, it was found that the writing of Qi was unique and no similar writing had been found in any other Western Han Dynasty tombs. In addition, the prosperity and development of a family could be seen from the burial objects of Shen Jiyu.
Experts who have studied Shen Jiyu's bones have come to the same conclusion that he was just a little deformed, and since there were no other bones in the tomb, it was impossible to identify the "brother".
The Shen family also intends to make the "brother" disappear, and Shen Yuhan will not take the initiative to mention it. He is only responsible for translating the text. As for what information the text will bring to him, only he himself knows.
Today is his last day working for the archaeological team, and there is one last letter that he needs to decipher.
He did not leave this letter to the last on purpose, but the current experts wanted to interpret it, but they wasted several days' effort and did not understand what it was about, because the style of this letter was completely different from the description in the notebook left by the tomb owner.
This is a letter.
It was written by an elder of Shen Jiyu to "Miss Shen". Shen Yuhan could tell from the handwriting that it was a letter written to him by his eldest brother.
Why did the elder brother write to him? Was it because his body had not been found
However, he did not have time to think about it, because there were many people standing next to him. According to experts, this letter may contain a lot of important information, and they were all waiting for Shen Yuhan to give them the final answer.
Today is his last day here, and it is also the last "cultural relic" of Qi State that he interprets. Perhaps he has never come into contact with Shen Jiyu, but everything he has preserved makes him feel extremely comfortable.
In order to create a sense of ceremony, Director Liang also had someone record a video, and the recorded work process is also very valuable information.
Nowadays, netizens are paying close attention to the Western Han Dynasty tombs. One tomb can actually reveal a large family, and they are just waiting for experts to sort out the timeline for them.
Shen Yuhan looked towards the door. With Director Liang's consent, Shan Qihuan also came. He was here to pick up Shen Yuhan from home.
He found a seat and sat down. It was the first time he appreciated his wife's work.
The video is ready, and the last artifact to be interpreted requires a certain sense of ritual.
"Xiao Shen, shall we start?"
Shen Yuhan looked at Shan Qihuan again, and his husband smiled at him. Shen Yuhan breathed a sigh of relief. He put on gloves and pulled the mask to the bridge of his nose, pressing it down.
He didn't need to use a magnifying glass to compare word by word, he just had to read it.
This is the letter his elder brother wrote to him.
I never thought that there would be a day when I would make public the letter my elder brother wrote to me.
His nose felt slightly sour. This was a letter that came two thousand years later. His elder brothers and the others had never forgotten him.
Shen Yuhan took another deep breath and began to read the letter. He choked up as he read the first word and read it haltingly.
"Brother Han, seeing this letter is like seeing me. After you left home, the State of Chu attacked the State of Qi. Father did not want to see his children die earlier than them, so he decided that the Shen family would no longer be involved in the world. He stayed in Qi for three years, and sent people to look for you for three years, but still did not know where you were. It was because of my incompetence that I failed to protect you for the rest of your life. If you had not married far away to the State of Chu, this would not have happened. If the heavens have eyes, I hope you can see this letter, and I also hope that you can find a place to settle down in the world, and someone to protect you..."
He read it with great difficulty, and when the last word fell, his face was already covered with tears.
No one knew that his ability to communicate was so strong.
Shen Yuhan put the letter gently down. It was the last way his family contacted him and he cherished it very much.
Shan Qihuan was also heartbroken when he saw him crying. Why could a letter make him cry like this
Xiaoli handed him a tissue, and Shen Yuhan finally wiped away the tears that were flowing unconsciously.
He said to the crowd, "I'm sorry."
Director Liang said: "It's okay. The letter is very touching. This letter proves how important Miss Shen is to the Shen family. This is a major discovery of our archaeology. Xiao Shen, you did a great job. Thank you for your help to our archaeological team over the past few days."
Shen Yuhan glanced at the letter again and said, "You're welcome. It's my duty." He asked, "If I want to read the letter in the future, do I have to buy a ticket to the museum?"
Director Liang said, "Yes."
Everyone is like this, they all like Shen Yuhan. Although he is young, he is humble and polite. It can be seen that he has a good upbringing and gets along well with everyone.
Today is his last day working here, and the ones he is most reluctant to leave are Xiaoli, Brother Yan and Brother Lin. They are his comrades-in-arms who have shared hardships with him, and he doesn’t know when he will see them again.
Shan Qihuan took the initiative to mention that he had already made a reservation at the restaurant next door and invited everyone to dine together.
He watched Shen Yuhan go from being scolded and misunderstood to becoming a young expert in the eyes of experts. He was happy for him from the bottom of his heart and wanted to do something for him.
He probably didn't want to leave these colleagues he had just gotten to know.
At the farewell banquet with the archaeological team, Shen Yuhan, who was in a state of emotional ups and downs, started drinking with them and was finally taken away by Shan Qihuan.
Shan Qihuan looked at him with a flushed face, leaning in his arms.
Fortunately, he was not drunk this time.
Originally they were supposed to go directly to Jiang City in the afternoon, but given his condition, Shan Qihuan was worried about taking him on the plane, so they had to stay in the hotel.
Shan Qihuan was still feeling lucky that Shen Yuhan didn't get drunk and crazy, but just as they got into the car and helped him into the hotel, Shen Yuhan suddenly burst into tears.
"I want to go home, woo woo woo..."
"Brother and the others have been waiting for me for three years, but I'm already dead. I can't do anything. They waited in vain, wuwuwu..."
Shan Qihuan looked at the pedestrians looking at him again and again, which really gave him a headache. Why didn't he cry when he was getting on the bus, but started crying when he got off the bus? "Shen Yuhan, please don't cry, let's go home now."
"You lied to me!" Shen Yuhan said with tears in her eyes, "I can't go home at all. This is not my home. Where are you taking me to?"
Shan Qihuan was afraid that he would fall, so he hugged him and whispered, "You can't get on the plane in this state. Let's stay in the hotel for a while, and we'll go home after you calm down."
But Shen Yuhan was drunk now, and there was no moral reason to speak. The more Shan Qihuan hugged him, the more he struggled: "You are a liar, you lied to me, I can't go home at all, I want to go back to Qi, I don't want to be with you, let me go, let me go!"
"Be good, I'm your husband, I won't lie to you." Shan Qihuan held down his moving hand, regretting a little that he hadn't asked the bodyguard to park the car in the parking lot.
Shen Yuhan was still moving around: "You are not my husband. My husband is working in Jiang City today. He is very busy!"
More and more people were watching them.
Many people were talking to each other, their eyes full of vigilance towards Shan Qihuan.
"Did you guys watch the news a few days ago? There was a man surfing the Internet in an Internet cafe. He saw a good-looking boy sitting next to him, so he put drugs in his milk tea while he was in the bathroom. This man looks decent, but he is not a good-looking man. Look at the boy he is holding, he is also very handsome!"
"I just heard that boy say this is not his home at all, and he called this guy a liar. He can't really be a liar, right?"
"No matter if he's a scammer or not, call the police right away!"
"Yes, yes, yes! Call the police!"
"These days boys must protect themselves well when they are outside!"
At this time, Shan Qihuan had finally managed to comfort Shen Yuhan in his arms and was about to help him go downstairs, but he saw a group of people surrounding them.
A few minutes later, the police from the police station across the street showed Shan Qihuan his police officer ID.
Police: "Sir, a good citizen called the police and said that you had bad intentions towards this boy. Can you please come with us?"
Shan Qihuan looked at the "boy" in his arms: "No, you misunderstood, he is my lover, he is just drunk."
The police and the "kind-hearted citizens" around him didn't believe it. They all surrounded him and wouldn't let him go, with condemnation and vigilance on their faces!
Shan Qihuan looked down and saw that he was indeed hugging a drunk "boy" who was still unconscious. He was at a loss for words for a moment.
Damn, what a huge misunderstanding!