The sandstorm blowing up in the capital makes people retreat, the sky is gray, and they eat a mouthful of sand when they go out.
Considering that Shen Yuhan is a southerner and has never seen a sandstorm, Dean Fang asked him to stay in the hotel for a day first, and then went to record the rest of the song after the most powerful sandstorm passed.
Shen Yuhan had never seen a sandstorm, and he didn't practice his tunes. He stood by the window and looked at the terrifying sky from the upper floors. The sky was extremely dark in broad daylight, with no brightness at all. It was difficult for passers-by on the road to walk, and those who went out wrapped themselves in rice dumplings. After looking at the color of the sky for a long time, he felt inexplicably terrified.
He immediately took a photo of Shan Qihuan and sent a message, feeling that the capital was too scary, and he wanted to go home early.
After Shan Qihuan returned to the office after the meeting, he made a video call with him: "I'm in the company, the weather outside is fine, if you can't go out, you can watch TV in the room, just close the curtains."
He also deliberately turned the camera around to show Shen Yuhan the sunny Jiangshi.
"Yeah." Shen Yuhan immediately listened to his words and closed the curtains, no longer staring at the dark sky outside, then turned on the TV, tuned to a random channel, the TV was playing spring blossoms, and it was the season when the animals began to roost, the music was also very lively, his mood was much more comfortable, and his rapid heartbeat also calmed down.
Shan Qihuan diverted his attention for him: "Are you going to continue recording for them tomorrow? How much have you recorded for them?"
When mentioning his work, Shen Yuhan said with joy: "There are not many, I have recorded nearly half of it. Those songs must be learned first, and they can be recorded after they are proficient. The songs are not too difficult. If I don't go out today, I can get familiar with all the songs first."
Shan Qihuan was a little doubtful: "Didn't you say before that you can only practice in the academy, but now you can do it in the hotel?"
Shen Yuhan explained the process over and over again: "Dean Fang asked me to sign a non-disclosure agreement. After I showed it to Assistant Yang, she said it was okay before I signed it."
"Assistant Yang can be trusted, she has always been very rigorous." Shan Qihuan couldn't help boasting that he was the talent he hired, "If you can't find me for anything, you can ask Assistant Yang."
"I know, husband, are you busy?" He heard the sound of Shan Qihuan pressing the mouse outside the video, "If you are busy, I will practice the piano, please listen well, don't hang up."
Shan Qihuan nodded in agreement: "It's okay."
Shen Yuhan took out his piano and started to practice.
Shan Qihuan was indeed a little busy. He was busy talking to his subordinates about a new idea of his own. During this time, he had been running between the Shan's Group and his own company. He had learned a lot of lessons there, and after he came back, he began to make some changes to his own company. He was determined not to follow the old path of the Shan's, otherwise there would be a mess like this.
The eldest brother is still recuperating at home, and the second and third wards are busy taking power from Shan Tianfeng. As long as it is not too much, Shan Tianfeng will agree to their request.
Across the video, Shen Yuhan was immersed in learning new pieces. Except for the previous score, which he played, he had never heard of it. Although the characters on the score were not exactly the same as those of Qi Guo, they were easily recognizable.
Shen Yuhan remembered that Dean Fang had buried the ancient surname Shen in advance two days ago, and he kept thinking about it. Could it be related to the Shen family?
He didn't know if he wanted to have something to do with the Shen family. If it was, then the tomb was someone he knew. It would be extremely unfilial to have the ancestral grave dug up. Selfishly, he didn't want this to happen to the Shen family.
If it had nothing to do with it, then he would feel that there was a piece missing in his heart, wondering if the Shen family was still alive.
According to the information disclosed by Dean Fang, the ancient tomb may have been two thousand years ago. If there was Qi State and brother at that time, why not now? Is it possible that their Qi State is just a legend?
A doubt was not solved, Shen Yuhan was restless, and he also played a few wrong notes on the piano, so he stopped.
Shan Qihuan, who was typing, didn't hear the sound of the piano, and turned to look at Shen Yuhan in the video.
"Why don't you play it?" His wife played the piano very nicely.
Shen Yuhan put her hands on her knees and said, "My heart is restless, I played the wrong note."
Shan Qihuan asked him: "Why not quiet? Are you still afraid of sandstorms?"
"It's not that, I'm not afraid of sandstorms with you here, but there's a problem I can't figure out."
"Tell me and see if I can answer it for you."
Shen Yuhan thought that her husband was well-informed, so after hesitating again and again, she asked her question: "Husband, you said that a country more than two thousand years ago has never appeared in history, and it has only been discovered until now. What is the reason?"
Shan Qihuan said: "I'm just worried about this matter. What's the trouble with it? There are many countries in history. Big countries destroy small countries, big fish eat small fish, and small fish eat shrimps. The materials and historical records that can be preserved basically don't exist. There are many countries that have not been discovered. In addition to being destroyed by other countries, there are also ancient countries like Loulan that suddenly disappeared overnight. The reason is still unknown. Now only ruins are left. What's more, you are talking about a country two thousand years ago. If it is a small country, it was destroyed. Or it was annexed, and the people continued to live incognito. If they want to hide their names, what is it for? There must be a reason for this."
What does Qi have that other countries can covet? mineral?
If the state of Qi disappeared, why did it comply with the disappearance?
At first, he thought that his soul was reborn in another world from one world, but from the score, he began to realize that his thinking was too simple, maybe he was still in the world of the same time process, not another world.
Why did Qi and surrounding countries never appear in history?
It seems that he has to find out where the ancient tomb was excavated.
The sandstorm lasted for three days before disappearing, and Shen Yuhan also stayed in the hotel for three days. During these three days, he finished practicing the remaining few pieces. On the fourth day, he came to the institute and started recording directly. The sound he played was exactly the same as the scores translated by the researchers, and the staff responsible for the recording with him were all amazed.
It took two days to record eight of them. The remaining two songs are different from the other eight capitals. They have lyrics. After the experts translated the words, they found that the lyrics are concise but beautiful. They are considering whether to find someone to sing along with them.
They didn't consider Shen Yuhan at first, but Director Fang saw Shen Yuhan's versatility, so he asked casually when they were eating in the cafeteria.
Dean Fang asked him: "Can Xiao Shen sing?"
"I don't know how to sing." According to the rules of their country of Qi, no young lady would learn to sing, because only those who are looking for a living will speak in front of others.
After coming to the modern age, singing has become a form of entertainment, everyone can sing, no distinction is made between poor and poor, but Shen Yuhan has not yet crossed the threshold of "reservedness" in his heart, and he will never sing in front of outsiders.
Dean Fang felt extremely regretful. He also watched Shen Yuhan's recording video and recording effects. It was pleasing to the eye when sitting there. If he could sing a few lines, he would not lose his artistic conception.
There is nothing Shen Yuhan can do if he refuses Dean Fang.
After the recording of the remaining two songs was completed, Shen Yuhan was about to return to Jiangshi. Before leaving, he approached Dean Fang again and asked about the ancient tomb. Dean Fang only thought he was a young man who was very curious, so he told him.
Shen Yuhan is now familiar with Dean Fang: "Dean, what is the origin of the owner of the tomb, can you tell me? I am really curious."
Dean Fang chuckled and said, "It's okay to tell you. After the research on the ancient tomb is completed, it will be announced to the outside world."
Shen Yuhan nodded: "Then tell me quickly."
Dean Fang: "What's the hurry? This ancient tomb is full of doubts. The bones of the owner of the tomb are not quite the same as ours. At first, experts thought it might be a girl. Later, they found other tombs nearby. The owner of the tomb inside was a male, no different from our current males. They all suspect that the owner of this music score may be born different from ordinary people. It can be concluded that he is a boy born with deformities or genetic defects."
Shen Yuhan did not expect to get this answer: "His body is different from that of ordinary men, is he deformed?"
Dean Fang nodded: "Yes, it's just speculation. There are too few records about his life in this tomb, but it is still being cleaned up. It would be a pity if there was an epitaph."
Shen Yuhan was relieved to hear Dean Fang's answer.
As soon as he let go of his breath, Dean Fang answered the phone. Dean Fang beamed with joy and shouted, "That's great, it's really great. I'm going to your place tomorrow. Your project is the top priority of this year. You must be careful, and you can't make any mistakes. You must carefully preserve the cultural relics. How much ancient cultural value can the objects more than two thousand years ago bring to us."
Shen Yuhan was thinking that it wasn't because of new developments in the ancient tomb, so Dean Fang said: "They found the tomb owner's notebook, and they will know more information after the text is analyzed."
Shen Yuhan asked him: "Dean, can I have a look at his diary? I'm quite curious about their writing, and I usually like calligraphy. I'm happy to see you."
"Not now. I'll take a photo for you when the research is almost done." Dean Fang was happy. These cultural relics will be released sooner or later. There is no problem in showing Shen Yuhan to see them in advance.
Shen Yuhan nodded, and after listening to Dean Fang thanking him for coming to help with the recording, Shen Yuhan hurriedly said that it should be.
With a bit of uncertainty and apprehension, Shen Yuhan left the research institute and returned to the hotel.
It's not a bad trip to go all the way. He doesn't know who the owner of the ancient tomb is, but it should be related to Qi State.
The country he used to live in was really buried by the torrent of history as his husband said. Maybe the whole race died out, or maybe it was just hiding in the city. Special human races are always not accepted by the world. Over time, they would rather hide their names incognito.
Shen Yuhan is more inclined to the latter statement. It's not that he doesn't have it, but because of his special physique, he was hidden.
When he thinks back now, he realizes how special his brother is. He remembers that his elder brother told him that apart from Qi and Chu, many countries actually have no brothers. If the country is destroyed, brothers may become very precious. On the contrary, they may become slaves and be traded as goods.
Just because they are so special.
At that time, he didn't quite understand what the "special" brother meant. Perhaps he had too little experience at the beginning, so he took it for granted that his brother was universal. He understood now that this was not the case.
Without the protection of the state, they would be imprisoned, or worse.
Thinking of what happened to her and what happened to those brothers who didn't know whether they disappeared, Shen Yuhan couldn't help but sigh, they were too fragile.
The owner of this tomb is also surnamed Shen, maybe it's just a coincidence, there are thousands of people surnamed Shen, it is impossible to dig their ancestral grave of the Shen family in one go.
Shen Yuhan returned to the hotel with a different mood. After dinner, he made a video call with Shan Qihuan, and his husband easily found out that he was too depressed.
"Why, you're not happy when you're going home?" Shan Qihuan thought to himself that they had a good chat last night, so why did they go out again today?
Shen Yuhan put the phone on the shelf, cupped his face in both hands and said to Shan Qihuan: "I'm not unhappy."
Shan Qihuan guessed that something might have happened to him during the recording, so he gave him a suggestion: "Why don't you spend two days in the capital."
Shen Yuhan hasn't gone out to visit scenic spots alone, he has seen them in Jiangshi: "I go alone?"
"It's not enough to have bodyguards and Assistant Yang to accompany you?" Shan Qihuan said.
"It's true that there are them, but there is no husband." When mentioning the trip, Shen Yuhan's mood began to improve, and she told herself not to dwell on the past.
"You still want me to fly over to accompany you? I don't need to make money to support you?" Shan Qihuan smiled.
"Making money is important, but my husband can also accompany me occasionally," Shen Yuhan sighed deliberately, "Of course, I don't miss my husband very much."
Shan Qihuan raised his eyebrows: "Don't miss me?"
"But I miss you, and I can't see you anymore. Why don't you think about it a little bit less. You see, we are both in the video, which reduces how much we miss you." Shen Yuhan also opens his mouth to talk about love now. Of course, he just feels that there is nothing wrong with being honest with his husband.
Shan Qihuan suddenly felt that the phone screen was still too small: "Since you want to miss me less, then hang up the video."
Shen Yuhan: "No, I'm afraid I won't be able to sleep later, I'm afraid."
Shan Qihuan: "You are so courageous, your husband doesn't even think about it, how can you be afraid."
"Husband, don't be angry. I was wrong. I actually miss you. I miss you when I'm eating, when I'm walking, and when I'm working. I even think about it in my dreams. Last night I dreamed that you came to pick me up." Shen Yuhan told him her thoughts sincerely.
Shan Qihuan admires his wife a little bit, she can use the most ordinary tone, the most everyday tone and say the most beautiful words, which always makes him feel itchy.
He counted the days they had been apart and hadn't seen each other for over a week.
Seeing that he didn't say a word, Shen Yuhan thought about what his husband did when he was videoing with him in the hotel.
Oh, I remembered.
"Honey, I'm going to take a shower, please wait for me for a while."
"Um."
Shan Qihuan thought he would turn around and leave, but in the next second, Shen Yuhan began to take off his shirt in front of the video, moving very slowly, unbuttoning one by one, and when he unbuttoned the last button, he suddenly turned around and turned his back to the camera.
Shan Qihuan's breath began to get heavier, and he stopped eating meat for a week, so he wanted to cover his eyes, but he didn't want to part with it for a second.
Shen Yuhan, whose back was facing the video, had a new movement, with his hands resting on his lower abdomen, Shan Qihuan could imagine what he was doing.
Perhaps because of the overwhelming sense of shyness, Shen Yuhan suddenly turned around: "Honey, I'm going in to take a shower!" The next moment he got into the bathroom, leaving only an empty room for Shan Qihuan.
Shan Qihuan, who originally wanted to wait for the follow-up to see the big white legs, shouted: "Shen Yuhan, come back to me!"
Shen Yuhan laughed out loud inside, and replied with a high volume: "I don't."
Shan Qihuan shook his head helplessly, capped the signature pen in his hand, and made a stroke on the table.
He said into the phone, gritted his teeth and said to the air: "Shen Yuhan, you wait for me, you will bear the consequences!"
Immediately afterwards, he hung up the video call and quickly booked a ticket to the capital.
When Shen Yuhan came out of the shower, Shan Qihuan told him that he didn't work overtime and had already gone home, so he stopped making videos with him.
After the video was over in the evening, Shen Yuhan was no longer afraid. He decided to listen to his husband's advice and go to the temples and famous scenic spots in the capital tomorrow. A search on the Internet will reveal a lot of things to do and eat. Wangfujing, Wangfu, the Forbidden City, the Great Wall, and the National Museum are all places where you can visit freely.
I heard that the Forbidden City was still the place where the emperors of the Qing Dynasty lived, but now it has become a scenic spot for the public to visit at will. Thinking of the brothers in Qi State, in a world where there are more "brothers" in a world where men and women are mostly male, wouldn't it be the same as exhibits?
Maybe it was a decision made by a wise ruler. There are too many uncertainties in the changes of history.
well.
Shen Yuhan didn't know when he fell asleep. Suddenly, he heard someone knocking on the door of his room. At the same time, his cell phone rang, and it was his husband calling.
Why would my husband call me in the middle of the night?
Is there something urgent?
Shen Yuhan opened his eyes vigorously. In fact, he had just fallen asleep for less than two hours. When he pressed the answer button, his voice was still full of sleepiness: "Husband?"
There was a knock on the door through the receiver, and her husband said, "Open the door, it's me."
Shen Yuhan woke up immediately: "You, are you outside the door?" He sleeps carefully, and will fasten the anti-theft buckle, "Is it really you?"
Shan Qihuan got the room card from Assistant Yang, but he never expected that it was locked inside: "It's me."
Shen Yuhan rubbed her face vigorously, afraid that she was dreaming, until he opened the door and saw his husband's handsome face through the gap, and his always deliberately cold voice: "Don't be nervous, it's me."
Only then did Shen Yuhan open the door, and Shan Qihuan took off his coat in the air-conditioning, picked Shen Yuhan up and let him sit on the desk.
"Ah!" Shen Yuhan hurriedly hugged his neck, "Honey, what are you doing?"
Shan Qihuan's eyes were flushed and he stared at his face closely: "What do you think I came all the way here for? Do you know how to write the word "at your own risk?"
Only now did Shen Yuhan remember what he did before taking a bath, so he regretted doing it too late, so he could see her husband earlier this way.
Shan Qihuan didn't care if he was asleep or not, he just pressed her down and kissed her.
Most of the night was almost locked out.