night tide recedes

On the way back, Song Ran called Shen Wenfei, and Shen Wenfei answered.

He was so nervous that he tightened his grip on the phone slightly, and called out Wen Wenfei.

"What's wrong?" Shen Wenfei's tone was still clear, no different from usual.

Song Ran was taken aback, and then asked, "I'm going to the market now, how about eating pickled fish at night?"

"Yes." Shen Wenfei seemed to cover his phone, and whispered something to the people around him before continuing to ask him, "Do you have anything else to do?"

Song Ran's mind was full of Shen Wenfei's cold look just now, and his heart was in a state of agitation. He wanted to explain the matter clearly on the phone, but Shen Wenfei seemed to be very busy. He muttered, "No more, I'll wait You come back to eat."

Shen Wenfei said yes, and then cut off the call.

Song Ran was a little at a loss when he heard the harsh beeping sound, Shen Wenfei's attitude was too normal, which made his uneasiness and uneasiness look ridiculous.

He shook his head, looked out the window at the scenery passing by again and again, feeling lost for no reason.

In the evening Song Ran prepared a lot of Shen Wenfei's favorite dishes, sat on the sofa and waited for Shen Wenfei to come back. At 27:[-], there was finally a sound from the entrance, and Song Ran followed the clockwork toy almost instantly. As if, he stood up reflexively.

Shen Wenfei was changing shoes at the entrance, he walked over, carefully observed Shen Wenfei's face, saw that he was normal, and said proactively, "Wen Fei, today..." "Let's eat first." Shen Wenfei glanced at him , taking a panoramic view of his anxious expression.

Song Ran nodded quickly, arranged the bowls and chopsticks, and added more rice. When Shen Wenfei took his seat, he faced a table full of delicious dishes.

Shen Wenfei, however, acted as if he didn't know his emotions, and picked up the food expressionlessly, and after waiting for a while, he raised his long and narrow eyes, "Say what you have to say."

Song Ran's breath became short of breath when he saw it. He bit his chopsticks and said slowly, "I went to visit University C today."

Shen Wenfei picked up a piece of fish, nodded lightly, "I saw it."

"Wen Fei, I didn't mean to hide it from you." Song Ran could no longer remain calm, his expression was anxious, the more nervous he became, the more clumsy he became, "I have known Xiao Yan for a while, he is a student of C University, By the way, take me to have a look."

Shen Wenfei smiled shallowly, "Little Yan, is this your new friend?"

Seeing that he didn't look angry, Song Ran breathed a sigh of relief, and said frankly, "Yes, his name is Yan Ming, and we met near Donghua Market."

"Very good." Shen Wenfei put down his chopsticks and looked up at Song Ran, "Then what did you do today?"

Now that Shen Wenfei asked, Song Ran has no reason not to answer, talking about what he saw and heard at C University today, he unconsciously smiled a little, "Xiaoyan took me to the teaching building, and also saw the students from the art department. exhibition," he remembered that Shen Wenfei used to be on the badminton team, and felt that he was getting closer to Shen Wenfei. A little joy appeared in his heart, and he said, "We also played badminton. It turns out that badminton is not as difficult as I imagined."

Shen Wenfei's eyes changed slightly, his lips were pursed tightly, "What else?"

"I was going to eat scallion oil noodles, but I saw you..." Song Ran remembered that he confessed to Shen Wenfei that he didn't want Shen Wenfei to be angry with him, but now Shen Wenfei didn't seem to mind, he shook his hand The hand holding the chopsticks was unconsciously stiff, "Wen Fei, are you angry?"

Shen Wenfei smiled, but couldn't drive away the coldness on his brows, he asked back, "Why should I be angry?"

Song Ran was taken aback, and before he had time to think deeply about the meaning of his words, he asked a more pointed question, "Or, do you think there is any special relationship between us, I need to be angry because you make friends with others ?”

He seldom spoke such a long sentence, his tone was calm, without any ups and downs, and he looked at Song Ran quietly after speaking.

Song Ran's heart seemed to be stung by a bee. It didn't hurt much at first, but gradually the pain began to spread from that small spot until the fingertips felt a slight pain, even though he knew the bond between him and Shen Wenfei in his heart It was so slender that it might break at any time, but Shen Wenfei still felt a little uncomfortable for him to say so bluntly.

He clenched his chopsticks tightly to resist the slight discomfort, and said with difficulty, "No."

It never was, Shen Wenfei was just his employer, and as for the inexplicable physical connection, it was also voluntary by him.

He was obviously so self-aware, but after hearing his answer, Shen Wenfei didn't look satisfied, and even repeated his words with a cold face, "Yes, it doesn't matter."

Song Ran lowered her face, covering up her loneliness and embarrassment.

Shen Wenfei didn't let him associate with Yan Ming, nor was he angry with him, he should have been happy, but his heart was so sore that he didn't even dare to look at Shen Wenfei.

After Shen Wenfei finished speaking, he got up and walked towards the study, and closed the door with his backhand, separating him from Song Ran.

Song Ran sat sluggishly for a while, and when he looked up, he saw that Shen Wenfei still had half a bowl of rice left. Shen Wenfei liked his cooking very much and never left any leftovers. Are you getting tired of even his cooking now?

He took a deep breath to suppress the surge in his heart, completely lost his appetite, got up and began to clean up the dining table.

He was in a mess. At this time, he received a message from Yan Ming. When he opened it, it was a picture of two bowls of scallion noodles.

Yan Ming tactfully didn't ask who Shen Wenfei was, nor did he ask why he was in such a hurry to leave, but just said, "You can't finish the meal for two, brother Ran, you owe me a meal."

Song Ran subconsciously took a look at the closed study room, he had already confessed the existence of Yan Ming to Shen Wenfei, and Shen Wenfei did not stop him from making friends with Yan Ming, so he no longer needed to hide it, he was a little strange He answered Yan Ming's call in the afternoon, "See you next time please."

Yan Ming seemed to be so happy that he forgot what he had promised Song Ran, and played a voice message. Song Ran turned down the volume and clicked to listen. Yan Ming's energetic voice entered his ears, "Brother Ran, you'd better Already!"

With the end of the speech, there seemed to be a slight sound coming from the study, Song Ran hurriedly turned his head, the study door was still closed, as if the clicking sound was just his illusion.

Standing in the familiar living room, he was suddenly a little confused.

Friends, obviously the friend he wishes to have the most has always been Shen Wenfei.

——As winter comes, Song Ran’s sweet potato stall business is gradually improving. Except for sending roasted sweet potatoes to the badminton team every Wednesday, Song Ran will stay at the gate of A Middle School until six o’clock in the rest of the day, just to see Shen Wenfei .

Song Ran is already very happy to be able to meet Shen Wenfei, but he still can't help but imagine that he can associate with Shen Wenfei like Qin Gu. Even if he is not a friend, he can greet Shen Wenfei calmly when he sees him, instead of being like Qin Gu. Those who look directly at the sun blindly avoid it.

The final exam of the second semester of senior high school was approaching, and the badminton team training ended 10 minutes earlier than usual, but familiar faces came out of the school gate one by one, but Shen Wenfei was still nowhere to be seen.

"Song Ran, hasn't the stall been closed in such a cold day?"

A girl from the badminton team asked Yizui by the way, and Song Ran had a little impression of her. She seemed to be the captain of the team, with a lively and cheerful personality. He replied a little shyly, "It will be soon... "The team members left in twos and threes. Song Ran waited for another ten minutes, but Shen Wenfei didn't come. He couldn't help being a little disappointed. He was about to close the stall, but there were two tall boys wearing the uniforms of Middle School A standing in front of the stall.

"Hey, give us two roasted sweet potatoes."

Song Ran set up a stall every day, and faced a lot of people with bad tones. He was already used to it, and he heard that he wanted to pick sweet potatoes for them.

After picking a few in a row, the two boys were picky and dissatisfied. Either they disliked the cracked skin, or they thought it was too big or too small. No matter how slow Song Ran was, he also realized that they did it on purpose. He never liked it. To cause trouble, this time I also want to say something to satisfy the guests, "Why don't you choose what you like?"

"You're the boss. There's no reason to let the customers do it themselves. Do you still want to do business?" The boy said viciously, and suddenly changed the subject, "I think you are very happy to give sweet potatoes to the badminton team every day. Why? , Look down on me, don't do my business?"

Song Ran was an innocent disaster, he was so anxious that he couldn't speak fluently, "I don't, what do you mean..." The two boys were still messing around, Song Ran couldn't even lift his head from what they said, and he didn't want to talk anymore. To entangle with them, in order to calm things down, I had to say, "How about I give you a cheaper price?"

"Who cares about it." With that said, the boy has already picked up the sweet potato.

Song Ran looked at him pinching and pinching, fearing that he would crush the sweet potato, and mustered up the courage to speak, when a clear voice came from far and near, mixed with the biting north wind, with a bit of sarcasm, "Don't you feel ashamed to vent your anger on innocent people if you can't beat the school team?"

Song Ran looked up in surprise. Shen Wenfei was already standing two steps away from the stall. When the two students saw Shen Wenfei, they obviously knew Shen Wenfei's reputation in A, so they didn't make things difficult for Song Ran anymore. They pretended to be annoyed and said, "What the fuck?" I won’t eat sweet potatoes.”

Then he cursed and left.

Song Ran looked at Shen Wenfei gratefully, and it seemed like flowers were blooming in his heart. When Shen Wenfei came to him, he remembered to thank him, and even said thank you stutteringly.

Shen Wenfei frowned slightly, opened his lips and said, "Blindly giving in will only make others want to bully you even more."

Realizing that after Shen Wenfei helped him out of the siege, Song Ran was stunned for a few seconds, and then he hummed slowly.

His response like this seemed to be perfunctory to Shen Wenfei, Shen Wenfei frowned even tighter, glanced at Song Ran's rosy face from the wind, and didn't say any more.

Song Ran was suddenly blessed, and Shen Wenfei was willing to help him out, so he shouldn't hate him after all, so he summoned up his courage, "Wait a minute."

Shen Wenfei turned his eyes to look at him, with a little inquiry in his eyes.

Song Ran didn't have anything to thank Shen Wenfei right now, so he quickly wrapped up a few sweet potatoes and handed them out, his dark and bright eyes sparkled with anticipation, "Thank you, please eat."

Shen Wenfei didn't reach out his hand, "No need."

This was the third time he said these three words, but Song Ran didn't know where the courage came from, and chased him out to stop Shen Wenfei. He licked his dry lips nervously, and said persistently, "Take it. ..." Shen Wenfei looked at him for a while, took a bag of sweet potatoes, then took out a 20 yuan sheet from the hidden compartment of his schoolbag, and handed it to Song Ran. Just as Song Ran was about to refuse, he heard Shen Wenfei say, "I never accept friends in vain. s things."

friend?Song Ran blinked, and the howling wind poured into his ears, blowing and crushing the two words, as if there were echoes ringing in his ears repeatedly.

Seeing that he was standing still, Shen Wenfei put 20 yuan in the change jar at the stall, and then walked away.

Song Ran suddenly turned around, looked at Shen Wenfei's back in the cold wind, his dull expression was gradually replaced by ecstasy, he silently chanted the word "friend", and immediately accumulated infinite courage.

It turned out that Shen Wenfei regarded him as a friend, he was Shen Wenfei's friend.

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