night tide recedes

Song Ran stayed in the small room for two days, and Sister Hong gave him three meals a day.

Sister Hong told him not to go out casually. He is also a person who can bear his temper, and he is not familiar with the place of life, so he really nests in the small room obediently, like a snail shrunk in its shell, stretching and stretching. The tentacles are all terrified.

On the third night, Sister Hong said that she would take him to meet someone, her words were full of joy, and she specially gave him a new set of clothes to change into, a white shirt and jeans, a simple and fresh dress, and even sprayed him with Elegant perfume, as if carefully dressing up some gift, he felt a little uncomfortable about it, but Sister Hong was very satisfied, saying that it looked like a pure high school student who was so tender that water could be squeezed out.

He instinctively felt uncomfortable with this adjective, but he never contradicted other people's words, so he just listened to it.

Sister Hong led him to the car for more than half an hour. Along the way, Song Ran wringed his fingers and his heart was pounding. Voice chat is just a phone call, Song Ran doesn't even have a place to interrupt.

The car stopped in front of a high-end club, the waiter obviously knew Sister Hong well, and when he saw Sister Hong, he led her inside.

Song Ran has never been to such a place, the porcelain white floor reflects the light, and the bright glazed lamp is like a scorching sun. He is a small bug that is locked in the glass room with fluttering wings but cannot escape. The hall was slightly out of breath.

At last he noticed something unusual, Sister Hong led him into a private room, trembling with laughter, "He will be here later, when you meet someone, remember to say hello."

As she said that she was about to leave, Song Ran hurriedly followed, Sister Hong frowned, and pointed at him, "Stay here in this room, don't go anywhere."

Song Ran opened her mouth, "But..." "I'll let someone guard the door, don't even think about leaving," Sister Hong nodded his head, "Don't forget you still owe me money, written in black and white, Want to renege on it?"

When mentioning money, Song Ran lost all confidence in an instant, gritted her teeth, and sat back on the sofa enduring the fear in her heart.

He looked around this strange place, his shadow was reflected by the metal wall, his facial features were distorted in the lamp, his delicate face was white, only his lips were cherry red.

Song Ran sat cautiously, not knowing what he was about to face, he felt that such a scene was absurd, like... like a bustard selling his daughter, he is Jasmine who strayed into the mortal world, waiting for someone to pick.

But he is a man, can men do this kind of thing?

Song Ran thought of those young men dressed in enchanting clothes in the apartment, but he was not sure. Surrounded by inexplicable weirdness in his heart, it made him restless. He wanted to leave desperately, but the debts on him, like a heavy mountain, forced him to continue. Stay in this grotesque space.

I don't know how long it took before the door of the box finally moved. Song Ran hurriedly looked up like a frightened bird, and when she saw it, she froze in place.

Shen Wenfei pushed the door open and saw Song Ran in a fresh dress, like a well-behaved lamb waiting to be slaughtered, quietly sinking into the sofa, with a strong panic and uneasiness on his delicate and fair face, when he saw At that moment, his apricot eyes widened slightly, reflecting a gleam of light.

If he hadn't stopped him in time, who would have seen Song Ran with this look, and who would have gotten Song Ran tonight?

Shen Wenfei gritted his teeth silently, an indescribable sourness rose from the bottom of his heart.

Song Ran didn't expect Shen Wenfei to be here, he blinked, stood up awkwardly, looked behind Shen Wenfei, didn't see Sister Hong, and stuttered, "Wen Fei, why are you..." Shen Wenfei closed the door, with an expression on his face that Song Ran had never seen before, like a vast ruin after the burning of anger, and like the rejoicing after holding the sharp arrow that flew in time, and finally looked at Song Ran's eyes were like the sudden rain in late autumn, with sharpness and chill, he walked towards Song Ran, "Why can't it be me?"

Song Ran felt that Shen Wenfei in front of him was a little scary, so he couldn't help taking a step back.

Shen Wenfei walked over quickly. He was always calm and dignified in front of Song Ran. For the first time when he felt out of control, he grabbed Song Ran's wrist and smelled the faint scent of perfume on Song Ran's body. The color is dark, the tone is like a knife out of its sheath, cold and sharp, "Who do you think it is?"

Song Ran's heart seemed to be tightly grasped by a powerful palm, and it began to ache.

Perhaps Shen Wenfei realized that he was overly emotional, so he looked at Song Ran silently for a while, then slowly loosened his five fingers holding the slender wrist, his face was as gloomy as the twelfth lunar month, and he threw a document on the table, "I bought it. "

Song Ran was still in the astonishment and bewilderment of seeing Shen Wenfei here, and he was in a daze, "What?"

Shen Wenfei spread out the documents, Song Ran saw the contract he had signed, and looked at Shen Wenfei in shock, it took him a long time to realize that his eyes were slightly soaked in water.

"It's all for sale anyway, why don't you just sell it to me." Shen Wenfei's complexion has returned to normal, but his tone is still unusually harsh. Seeing Song Ran's red eyes, he took the contract and tore it in half after a lot of patience. , said coldly, "Dare to sign anything, have you considered the consequences?"

Song Ran was reprimanded by him, and choked up, "I have no choice..." "Then why didn't you find me?" Shen Wenfei suddenly raised his voice, as if he came here today just to question Song But this sentence.

Song Ran was taken aback, he looked at Shen Wenfei's cold eyebrows, tears fell from his eyes, and explained eagerly, "I don't want to cause you trouble, and this is a matter of my family, and it should be done by myself. fixed."

He was not confident enough in front of Shen Wenfei, how could he ask Shen Wenfei to borrow money, let alone such a huge sum of money.

After hearing what he said, Shen Wenfei crushed the contract and threw it into the wastebasket, raised his eyes, and said sternly, "Okay, you don't want to trouble me, then give me a part-time job to pay back the money you owe me."

Song Ran wiped his eyes, not quite understanding what Shen Wenfei meant, "Why pay it back?"

Shen Wenfei pursed his lower lip slightly, "I don't live in the dormitory at University B, and I need to hire a domestic worker. Come with me."

Song Ran's heartbeat suddenly missed a beat, going to B University with Shen Wenfei?

"I will help you pay back the money your family owes, and I will buy you 20, a total of 42, plus interest, you owe me 45." Shen Wenfei took out the blank paper and pen in the folder, While speaking quickly, he brushed and wrote, "I will pay you [-] a month as a monthly salary, and [-] will be deducted from your salary every month. You have to pay it back for [-] months, which is seven and a half years."

Shen Wenfei spread out the white paper for Song Ran to see, and Qingjuan's handwriting appeared vividly on the paper, saying that Song Ran owed Shen Wenfei 45 yuan and paid in installments.

Song Ran was forgiven by him, and it took him a long time to hold back a sentence, "No, I only borrowed 11 from them..." How could it be 20?

Shen Wenfei looked at him seriously, "So you have to find me from the beginning, I have low interest."

Song Ran still wanted to refute, but Shen Wenfei stuffed the pen into his hand, his black eyes glowed deeply, "Song Ran, after signing this paper, you have to follow me, do you have any objections?"

Song Ran's astonished and dazed expression was reflected in his lacquer-like pupils, he shook his head slowly under Shen Wenfei's substantive gaze, and signed his name solemnly and willingly.

Shen Wenfei's condensed expression finally broke the ice after Song Ran's words were written.

Song Ran was still dizzy until she was taken away by Shen Wenfei.

He followed behind Shen Wenfei step by step, tall and slender between an adult and a young man, he stared at him bewilderedly, the young Shen Wenfei looked back at him, like a moon in water, a flower in a mist, like a hazy dream.

He saw Shen Wenfei frowned slightly, but still slowed down and waited for him to catch up.

The silvery moon is bright and the summer wind is smoky. Gradually, Shen Wenfei becomes a dazzling young man, while Song Ran stands in the small world looking around blankly, and suddenly realizes that he can no longer catch up with the bright moon.

This is Song Ran's seventh year as a domestic worker for Shen Wenfei, and the time left for him is only half a year.

The author has something to say: Xiao Shen: After signing this paper, you are my wife.

(Shen Dumb Weisan lost control for the first time!