Dressed as a high-risk occupation

Jiang Wen'an didn't answer him immediately.

During the interval of silence, he thought a lot.

He has not forgotten that he is not from this world, he came here with a mission, so unless necessary, he will not easily establish an intimate relationship with others.

The status of "Jiang Wen'an" is considered good here, and what he has done in the past few years has made people think of him a lot, it's not like no one has asked him.

It's just that he never thought about starting a family here, except that he really didn't have that thought, and he didn't know if it was possible.

What if he had to return to the present world as soon as the task was completed?This is necessarily unfair to the other party.

On the other hand, Jiang Wen'an knew that he couldn't leave everything behind and stay here for a long time.In modern times, he has a loving father and mother, many friends, and many people and things that are difficult to let go of, so he has been soberly keeping a distance from everything in this world.

In fact, many traces of the original owner's life remained in the "Jiang Wen'an" mansion. Jiang Wen'an's arrival seemed like a different kind of invasion, which made him very uncomfortable.

So instead of living in the room where "Jiang Wen'an" lived, he locked up all his belongings and kept them.

The clothes worn by "Jiang Wen'an" and the things he used, including the letters he passed with others, except for the letter he wrote to Tong Yuwan, he did not open the rest without authorization.

Not only does he respect everything about "Jiang Wen'an", but it's also like a sober warning, able to clearly remind himself that he is not the real "Jiang Wen'an".

When he first came here, he didn't have any money, so he used the money saved by Jiang Wen'an to compensate Shen Yan, and everything he gave him was the best. Later, he opened his own perfume shop and made money, so he went back to Shen Yan again. The money spent earlier was paid back.

Unless he had to, he never thought of replacing "Jiang Wen'an", nor did he want to possess what he had.

Many, many people will be by his side because of "Jiang Wen'an".

Zhu Ru is Jiang Wen'an's entourage, and Shen Yanzhao is Jiang Wen'an's nephew.

But Shen Yan was undoubtedly the exception.

Because he clearly knew that Shen Yan had no emotional bond with "Jiang Wen'an", if he was "Jiang Wen'an", Shen Yan would never be so close to him, and would never act coquettishly to him.

All Yanyan's actions are based on being himself, and have nothing to do with the original owner "Jiang Wen'an".

This is also the reason why he can love Shen Yan without any scruples.

Because it made him feel the meaning of his existence.

So what Yanyan just said moved him very much.

He and Yanyan have lived together for so long, and the memories they created together are real, and those beautiful things cannot be erased.

Maybe it's because the sunshine is just right, and the gentle breeze blows away the heat of summer, or maybe it's because the sincerity and love in Yanyan's eyes are too strong, even though at this moment he is not sure whether he is qualified to consider a relationship with him. Even though he knew that there was no future between them, Jiang Wen'an still couldn't make up his mind, couldn't say no to him, and couldn't shake his head at him.

The light and fluttering words were blown away in the air and fell into Shen Yan's ears impartially.

He heard Mr. say—

"possible."

The base of Shen Yan's ears suddenly became hot, and the throbbing in his chest made his palms clenched tightly, his heartbeat overwhelmed his heartbeat, beating non-stop beside his ears.

"clang--"

The bell rang for the end of the news time, and the two seemed to be pulled back from the dream to reality by such a voice. When they looked at each other, they found that each other's eyes only reflected each other's figure.

Shen Yan's hands trembled a little.

Mr. did not refuse him.

Although he didn't agree, he just said that there was a possibility between them.

This already made Shen Yan ecstatic.

The people who got a proper rest came out with stretched waists, carrying hoes, shovels and other tools and going down. When passing by, they would look at them from time to time and say hello to them.

The common people only knew that the two of them came from Yanjing, they only knew who they were, and they didn't know Shen Yan's real identity.

Shen Yan suddenly realized that they had been standing here for a long time, but the husband hadn't had lunch yet.

He restrained himself from holding Mr.'s hand, and asked him, "Is Mr. Hungry?"

Jiang Wen'an was also a little absent-minded, and only now he put his hand on his stomach after being asked.

I'm a little hungry.

So the two went to eat first, and the two of them tacitly let go of the conversation just now.

It's just that the tacit seed has taken root in my heart and is spreading.

From now on, everything will be as usual, Shen Yan said to give him time to think, as long as it takes, so he really didn't force him anymore, just treat him nicely as before, but there is something different in this kindness.

Jiang Wen'an keenly noticed that Yanyan didn't seem to be as coquettish and clingy as before, and always maintained a vague intimacy, and would take a step back before he felt uncomfortable, which was just right.

Jiang Wen'an also numbs himself, deliberately not thinking about so many complicated things, what to do or what to do, and even fills up his thoughts with more things, so that he can't be distracted by random thoughts.

After coming out of Zuiyuntai last time, he was still thinking about the oiran who might be from the same place as him, and he sent someone to look for Yuyao again later, but he didn't hear back for a few days.

It was not until today that I received Yuyao's reply.

The letter said that the oiran's flower name was scandal, and he could already confirm that the poem was written by him, so he made an appointment with Jiang Wen'an to meet him.

After getting the letter, Jiang Wen'an was both nervous and excited, looking forward to meeting him at night.

It was also at this moment that he realized that although Yanyan seemed to keep a certain distance from him, in fact he was still paying close attention to his every move. No, he had just read the letter when he had already walked over.

"What are you looking at, sir?"

Ever since Yanyan expressed his feelings, there seemed to be a layer of separation between the two of them, which made Jiang Wenan feel very uncomfortable.

He even wants to go back to the past, when Yanyan could show his emotions unscrupulously in front of him, when he was not so careful.

So he didn't hide it from Shen Yan, and showed him the letter, but made a small fuss about his identity as an oiran.

"The poem I saw that day was from my hometown, and few people know about it, so I suspect that Yuyao... um, it's the little lady. I suspect that the oiran he said is from my hometown, so I want to find her. "

"Mister's hometown? I remember that Mr. has no relatives here."

"Yes." He recalled the life experience of "Jiang Wen'an" to round out his own logic, "I have been dependent on my sister since I was a child, and I don't know who our parents are, but there is still a little bit in my mind about growing up when I was young. The memory of my hometown, so I wonder if I can get some valuable clues."

There was nothing wrong with what he said, and Shen Yan seemed to believe that he wanted to find his own life experience, so he behaved very generously and decently at this time: "Then can I go with my husband?"

Jiang Wen'an paused, then suddenly felt a little embarrassed.

Don't Yanyan think it's strange to go to the brothel with the person you like to find the oiran?

"Sir? May I help you?"

Jiang Wen'an: "..."

His very eager eyes were telling Jiang Wenan his willingness to help others...

But...Jiang Wen'an has been thinking of many things one after another in the past few days. Thinking of what he did in the past, he already knows that Yanyan is not so innocent.

Obviously just worried.

He couldn't help but think of the "strict control of his wife" that he heard from others before, which seemed to be quite in line with the current situation.

He didn't know what he thought at the time, in short, his brain just got hot.

Zuiyun Terrace has always been so lively, and Yuyao greeted him as soon as he entered the door. He also recognized Shen Yan who took Jiang Wen'an away with involuntary violence last time, so when he saw someone, he flinched and hid in the By Jiang Wen'an's side.

Jiang Wen'an cut to the chase: "Where is the oiran?"

"Master Jiang, how can Fei Yan be so easy to see?"

Shen Yan showed impatience: "Then what are we here for?"

Yu Yao shook again, "Uh..."

Jiang Wen'an tugged at Shen Yan, signaling him to put it down.

Then Yuyao saw Shen Yan, who had a ferocious expression on his face, blinked his eyes, let out an aggrieved "Oh", and obediently retreated behind Jiang Wen'an.

Mr. Jiang is amazing!

"I'm sorry, the letter you sent me during the day said that you should be able to see Gossip Girl tonight, so what's going on?"

"Girl?" Yu Yao's eyes were blank for a moment, but he was soon attracted by other things.

As soon as they entered the atrium, several people immediately entered a quiet place from the hustle and bustle. The people inside just sat drinking and didn't even say a word. When they saw someone coming in, they just turned their heads and glanced, not very curious.

Yu Yao was also so infected that he lowered his voice, forgetting what he wanted to say just now, and only directed the two of them to sit down at the rearmost position.

As soon as the two sat down, good wine and food were served, while Jiang Wen'an just tilted his head and looked ahead.

The open space in front is like a stage, the curtain has not been opened yet, but the scene behind can also be seen, the curtain is thin and thin, and a table and a stool can be seen dimly behind. with a book.

There was no one in sight.

Yuyao stood by and poured wine for the two of them, while introducing them in a low voice: "Fei Yan came here two years ago, but he is mysterious and rarely communicates with others. We don't even know who he is. Where are you from?"

"This man is very strange."

Jiang Wen'an was very curious about him: "What's so strange?"

"He never accompanied the guests."

Jiang Wen'an nodded, thinking in his heart that this is a principled woman, and somewhat in line with the temperament of a modern woman.

"No drinking, no singing and dancing."

The next words made Jiang Wen'an a little puzzled, for an oiran, it's fine if he doesn't accompany the guests and don't drink, and he doesn't sing or dance?

Then what is the basis for becoming the oiran?

He thought of a possibility: "Then she must be beautiful?"

"It should be." Yu Yao set the wine glasses one by one, and picked up the chopsticks to prepare dishes for the two of them, but Shen Yan took a step ahead.

Jiang Wen'an took a look, and beckoned him to sit down and chat together.

Looking down, there was an extra piece of pickled fish in the bowl, which was picked up by Shen Yan.

As usual, he gave Shen Yan a bowl of barley sweet soup.

Yanyan likes to eat sweet things.

He patted the busy hand of the other party, and said with a smile: "Don't be busy, do it yourself."

Seeing Shen Yan nodding his head and obediently withdrawing his hand, he looked at Yuyao.

"What should it mean? She won the title of Zuiyuntai Oiran without doing anything. This scandal girl should have other special features, right? If it's not that she looks like a fairy, she has other special features." Land? I'm really curious."

"Ah—" Yu Yao suddenly shouted, "Young Master Jiang misunderstood!"

"Misunderstanding what?"

As soon as Jiang Wen'an finished speaking, there was a thunderous sound all around, and the crowd who had been quiet just now suddenly became agitated, making people feel as if they had strayed into the scene of some celebrity meeting.

Jiang Wen'an raised his eyes in bewilderment, and saw that there was already a person sitting on the stool above the high platform. She was tall and straight, leaving only a back view.

A little waiter came up from the side of the stage and waved his hands to calm everyone down: "Everyone be quiet, don't talk, if it keeps making so much noise, the oiran will go back to rest today."

Jiang Wen'an was more curious than those people, he kept staring at the back of the oiran, squinted his eyes, and suddenly felt a little weird.

The surroundings really quieted down.

Yuyao woke up like a dream, and reminded them in a low voice: "Fei Yan is such a god, he doesn't receive guests or sing, only occasionally sings poems, but there are still many guests who are willing to listen, and the first year he came here was in the oiran election win."

The curtain slowly opened, and Yu Yao also fell silent.

As the guqin music poured out like a clear stream, the person who had been turning his back to the crowd finally turned around, but only turned halfway.

Her face was covered with a light veil, and her face was still profiled, so she couldn't see clearly.

Jiang Wen'an's eyes widened.

This oiran is clearly a man!

The author has something to say: Hmm...is the "wife" in control...?