Shan Qihuan stared at Shen Yuhan. He thought that his heart might not beat so fast all the time, but now he found that whenever he met Shen Yuhan, it was hard to say.
As a modern man, he is not as good at romance as Shen Yuhan. It's really a disgrace to modern people.
They have been married for eight months, and he has no idea how many times he has stroked Shen Yuhan's hair, but never once did he hold the soft hair in his hands as carefully as he does now. This is not just a strand of hair, but a promise worth a thousand gold.
He tugged at his short hair. If the two strands of hair were tied together, they would be a married couple.
"Mine is too short." Shan Qihuan was actually considering whether he should grow long hair too.
"That's not necessary." Shen Yuhan had already seen what her husband was struggling with, "Put your most personal belongings in the box."
"The one that fits me best? I have a watch that I've worn for more than ten years. Wait, let me go find it."
Shan Qihuan jumped out of bed in a hurry and rummaged in the watch cabinet in the cloakroom.
"I've had this watch for many years. I bought it with my first pot of gold. If I were to say what has commemorative significance, this is the only one I can think of." Shan Qihuan handed the watch to Shen Yuhan and observed his expression, fearing that he might not like it.
Shen Yuhan looked at her husband's favorite watch, then put it in the box, which just happened to fit in his hair.
"Hubby, put it away." Shen Yuhan's original intention was to express her feelings to her husband, and now her husband also expressed his feelings to him. He was not dissatisfied with anything now. After telling her about her origins, her husband was not afraid or disgusted, but just curious.
"Yeah." Shan Qihuan put it into the safe. When he looked again, he saw Shen Yuhan staring at his fair toes without covering himself with a blanket. "What's wrong?"
Shen Yuhan looked at him, hesitant to speak: "Nothing." He lay down on the bed by himself and covered himself with the quilt.
But Shan Qihuan saw through his little thoughts and got into bed, "Come here."
Shen Yuhan rubbed against him, but Shan Qihuan thought he was too slow and pulled her into his arms.
Shen Yuhan leaned on Shan Qihuan's chest, listening to his pounding heartbeat, and said happily: "Husband, your heartbeat is so fast." It's great that her husband doesn't despise her.
"If it were you, your heart would beat faster too." He felt like he was on a roller coaster from yesterday to now, as if he was dreaming. "Do you think I'm dreaming?"
"Ah?" Shouldn't he be the one asking this question? Shen Yuhan was a little confused. He felt like he was dreaming. With such a strange origin, Shan Qihuan actually accepted it, or was still accepting it.
"Among thousands and thousands of people, I am the one who married you." Shan Qihuan rarely expressed such emotion. The only one or two times he mentioned it were in front of Shen Yuhan, "Luckily it was me."
Shen Yuhan continued to rest her head on his chest: "Well, luckily it's you." Shen Yuhan still asked him directly, "Hubby, are you scared?"
"What are you afraid of?" Shan Qihuan listened to him talking, feeling at ease, afraid that he would suddenly swear one day.
"Are you afraid of me?" Shen Yuhan said in a low voice.
"Can you beat me? Are you physically fit as I am?" Shan Qihuan asked him back.
"I can't beat you, and I don't have as good physical fitness as you." Shen Yuhan sighed slightly, "From this perspective, I am really weak."
"Why should I be afraid of you?" Shan Qihuan chuckled and poked his forehead, "What are you thinking about? You are not weak. You are facing Shan Qiyun alone without any fear. You are so brave."
Shen Yuhan said to him, "Actually, I was scared." He moved closer to Shan Qihuan and said, "I pretended to be calm, and my husband was here, so I didn't cry."
"Don't put yourself in danger again." Shan Qihuan heard him say last night that he fell off a cliff. If his wife really died, wouldn't she have already experienced a catastrophe
"I won't do that again." Shen Yuhan raised her left hand, "If my husband doesn't believe me, I can swear."
Other people's wives would ask their husbands to swear an oath of eternal love, but his wife was different. She took the initiative to swear not to take any risks. But what else could Shan Qihuan do to him? The only thing he could do was to hold his hand down.
"What nonsense are you swearing? God can't hear what I say, but he can hear what you say."
"You said I was superstitious," Shen Yuhan laughed as she buttoned up his pajamas, "My husband has also become superstitious."
Shan Qihuan said unhappily: "It's all because of you." Everyone would be superstitious about this kind of thing. He is still a little dazed. If Shen Yuhan had mentioned this to him half a year ago, he might have just treated it as a joke and let it go. But now, every little bit is real evidence and he can't ignore it. He can only accept it slowly.
"Let me ask you, what do these Shen brothers look like?" Shan Qihuan really couldn't tell that Shen Yuhan was Shen brother. He had been thinking about it all day and still couldn't imagine what kind of gender this brother was. He was very sure that his wife was 100% male.
Shen Yuhan pointed at himself and said, "It's exactly the same as mine now."
Shan Qihuan was stunned, a little surprised: "Really?"
"Well, if you mean my body structure, it's Shen Jiyu's." Shen Yuhan felt that he had nothing to hide and could say whatever he wanted.
"His pelvis is different from that of an average man. It turns out it's not a disease, it's just something he was born with."
"It should be born like this." Shen Yuhan is not a modern person, so how could he have actually seen a brother's skeleton? He was just guessing, but it's pretty close.
Shan Qihuan started to get a little excited: "Brother Shen really looks exactly like you now, doesn't he?"
Speaking of himself, Shen Yuhan nodded gently: "Yeah, it's true."
"I still made a profit." He thought about treating Shen Yuhan as his past life and present life. It was easy to accept and there was no obstacle at all. However, he really couldn't treat his wife as a brother, mainly because he didn't have this concept in his mind.
He really made a profit. The most beautiful woman in Qi State was his wife. No matter in ancient or modern times, his wife's beauty was inferior to anyone else.
"Hmm, obviously my husband is the lucky one." Shen Yuhan is still quite confident in her appearance.
The more Shan Qihuan thought about it, the happier he felt. It was said in the tomb of the Western Han Dynasty that "Miss Shen" was proficient in musical instruments, chess, calligraphy and painting. Unfortunately, she passed away early and her whereabouts were unknown. "Miss Shen" was indeed gone in that era, but he lived in modern times. This was a fate that spanned thousands of years.
Now he clearly realized that his wife was "Miss Shen".
His wife is "Miss Shen!
No wonder Shen Yuhan was in a bad mood every time he asked about "Miss Shen". It turned out that he was jealous of her.
When Shan Qihuan thought that he was holding a precious baby in his arms, the corners of his mouth could not help but rise slightly. He hugged Shen Yuhan, leaned his face forward, and looked left and right.
"Shen Yuhan." Shan Qihuan looked at him with a smile.
"Hmm?" Shen Yuhan didn't quite understand his sudden action, "What's wrong?"
Shan Qihuan called out softly again, "Call me husband again."
Shen Yuhan followed suit and called softly, "Husband."
Shan Qihuan lowered his head and said, "Wife." He took advantage of the gap between Shen Yuhan's reactions and kissed her, "You are my wife."
Almost a year had passed since coming to the modern world, and Shen Yuhan had never felt as at ease as he did now. His heart, which had been hanging in the air, finally settled down, and he was no longer wavering, uncertain about his future.
The night is deep and affection is spreading in the room.
A week has passed since Shen Yuhan had his showdown with Shan Qihuan, and their lives have not changed much. However, Shan Qihuan loves to stick to his wife more than ever. Even his friends are almost looking down on this wife slave. Shan Qihuan only says in his heart that they have no idea how to get the big treasure they have.
Others spend every day searching for antiques for the purpose of identifying them, but what he got was a priceless treasure, so of course he had to keep an eye on it every day. If it ran away, he would cry to death.
In the past week, Shen Yuhan also got to know another side of her husband, and he was really almost unable to resist his enthusiasm.
On Monday, he was asked if he had any jewelry he liked. On Tuesday, he was asked what people in Qi State eat and whether there were any delicacies he wanted to eat. On Wednesday, he was asked if his family wanted to hire more servants. On Thursday, he was asked how he read and wrote and asked him to buy more books. On Friday, he was asked if he could write poetry and whether he was good at it.
At first, Shen Yuhan paid attention to his emotions, until Shan Qihuan didn't even let him enter the kitchen, he really wanted to beat him up!
That day, when Shen Yuhan was about to go into the kitchen to stew some soup, Shan Qihuan immediately pulled him away. Shen Yuhan could no longer bear it and rolled his eyes at him: "Shan Qihuan, you're done. I used to live a life surrounded by servants, but I'm not disabled."
"But weren't you spoiled by so many people in the past? If I let you do the rough work, what will I do if my brother-in-law and others come to find me?" Shan Qihuan thought long-term.
"They have all passed away for many years. What are you afraid of? If they come to scold you, I will do it for you." Shen Yuhan looked at her husband with amusement. She was nervous all day long as if she was afraid that he would run away. He was quite open-minded about the fact that his brothers were no longer in this world. After all, he had been through so much, there was nothing to be unhappy about.
Shan Qihuan wanted to say something else, but seeing that his wife might soon turn against him, he didn't dare to treat him as a fragile object anymore.
When he thought about how his wife was unfamiliar with the world when she first came here, and had to disguise herself as a modern person and be cautious in everything, he felt a little distressed. Everything he enjoyed now was the result of Shen Yuhan's hard work. Considering this, he couldn't enjoy it with peace of mind.
"Aren't you tired of doing all this?" Shan Qihuan asked him again. He used to be the eldest brother of the Marquis's Mansion!
"I'm not tired. I like cooking for my husband." Shen Yuhan smiled and pressed him on the sofa. "My husband, please sit down."
He knew that Shan Qihuan really liked to hear him call him husband, so this poking really touched his itch. Sure enough, Shan Qihuan stopped acting up and kept thinking, why did his wife call him husband so sweetly
The only "husband" in the world, life is complete.
Before we knew it, the Dragon Boat Festival had arrived.
Shen Yuhan had promised to entertain Xiaoli and the others, so he personally wrapped a lot of rice dumplings and gave them away to his old friends in batches. Xiaoli and the others who had just come to Jiang City also ate his rice dumplings, which were fragrant and glutinous. Only Shan Qihuan muttered to the side that he hadn't eaten many of the rice dumplings his wife had wrapped, as they were almost all given away.
The day after Xiao Lilinge and others arrived, Shen Yuhan went boating on the lake with them. Shan Qihuan was afraid of his wife's poor physique, so he took the initiative to offer to follow.
June is already early summer, and Shen Yuhan and Shan Qihuan have both taken off their thick coats and are wearing relatively cooler clothes.
Of course, Shen Yuhan seldom wears clothes that expose his arms. The thinnest thing he wears is a shirt. Today he wore a white shirt and a simple pair of light-washed jeans, exuding youthfulness. Shan Qihuan was not to be outdone and wore couple outfits with him. He did it on purpose.
Xiaoli and the others were looking at the scenery, while the two of them were being looked at as scenery by passers-by. Shen Yuhan no longer cared about others, and with her husband around, she felt more at ease. She looked at the small items in the roadside shops and even bought an oil-paper umbrella.
Shen Yuhan opened the umbrella and asked Shan Qihuan: "Honey, does it look good?"
Shan Qihuan wasn't looking at the umbrella, he was looking at the person: "It's beautiful."
There were beautiful scenery everywhere by the lake. Xiao Li and others went to take pictures of the lotus leaves in the pond, while Shen Yuhan and Shan Qihuan sat in the pavilion waiting for them.
The weather was clear today, and the sunlight was glaring. Shen Yuhan was sitting in the pavilion holding an oil-paper umbrella, looking down at the fish in the pond. Shan Qihuan casually took a photo. His wife's every frown and smile was tugging at his heart. Recently, his heart rate had been fluctuating like the waves.
Netizens who often follow Shan Qihuan’s Weibo have discovered that Mr. Shan has updated his blog!
Going on a lake trip with my wife. [Photo]
-Ahhh, wife!
-Mr. Shan, please show me your wife's face!
-Such a beautiful wife with such long hair, she must be my wife!
-Wife, wife, wife!
-My wife is absolutely stunning.
The sun rose to the center of the sky. Shen Yuhan put away her umbrella and turned around to see her husband giving a sinister sneer to the phone.
An hour after posting the Weibo, Shan Qihuan quickly deleted the photo of his wife and reposted his own Weibo, writing:
You covet my wife every day. Don’t you have a wife