night tide recedes

Because of Shen Wenfei's words to stay at home from now on, Song Ran didn't even step out of the house for five whole days. Although he prefers to go to the market to pick the ingredients himself, but these few days are all fresh food coming to the door, and it doesn't matter much if he gets it. the difference.

He keeps the house clean and tidy, so that Shen Wenfei can have a sip of hot soup whenever he comes home, just like an extremely considerate wife who handles every detail of life to perfection behind her husband. This metaphor may not be true. It's too appropriate, but aside from gender, Song Ran is indeed similar to Shen Wenfei's wife to a certain extent.

During the period, Yan Ming sent him a lot of messages, not asking him when he would go to the market, or asking him to go out to play badminton, but Song Ran declined them with various reasons. After several times, Yan Ming also noticed With his alienated attitude, he couldn't help asking if there was anything he did that made Song Ran unhappy.

Even through the screen, Song Ran could still imagine the gloomy expression of this 20-year-old boy at this time. He knew in his heart that it was definitely not Yan Ming's problem. factors—but for Yan Ming, he couldn't make up his mind.

Because Yan Ming is his only friend, he has no friends for a long time, even though there is a seven-year age difference between Yan Ming and him, but it is undeniable that the process of getting along with Yan Ming makes him feel very comfortable.

"Brother Ran, I'm going home for the New Year the day after tomorrow, don't you really want to come out to play?"

Song Ran stared at this message for a long while before replying, "Be careful on the way home."

He didn't respond to Yan Ming's question about inviting him out to play.

The squab soup was simmering in the pot. He opened the lid and put ginger slices and red dates. The soup was thick yellow and fragrant. This squash soup needs to be boiled for an hour, and it is a bit complicated to make. After a long time I was afraid that the meat would be too old, and the cooking time would not be enough and it would not taste good, but Shen Wenfei liked to drink it very much, and Song Ran was also happy to spend all his time cooking it.

After a long while, there was another notification sound from the phone. Song Ran picked it up and looked at it, pursing her lips slightly.

"Brother Ran, do you have that kind of relationship with him?"

Song Ran turned off the fire and continued to cook soup, thought for a while, and asked quietly, "What kind of relationship?"

He didn't put down his phone, but waited for Yan Ming's reply, and after waiting for a long time, he said, "Brother Ran, I won't have any prejudice against you because of this, but I think he controls you too strictly. If you are short of money, I can introduce you to a job."

Song Ran was silent for a long time, recalling that Yan Ming misunderstood him as Shen Wenfei's lover, he should have been offended by this, if it was someone else, he might have lost his temper, but he just felt a little powerless, probably everyone who met him and Everyone in Shen Wenfei felt that he was not good enough for Shen Wenfei, and it was no wonder Yan Ming made such speculations.

Maybe because he realized that he had said the wrong thing, Yan Ming made a voice call to Song Ran, and Song Ran answered it.

Yan Ming's apologetic voice came from the other end of the phone, "Brother Ran, I'm sorry, I don't mean anything else, if I think too much, I apologize to you, don't be angry."

Song Ran smiled, "I'm not angry."

"Then you and him?"

Song Ran didn't care about Yan Ming's questioning, and paused, "He is really my employer."

"I'm sorry, it's just that his attitude towards you is not very good. I just thought about it. Brother Ran, I will never talk nonsense in the future."

"It's okay," Song Ran didn't mind. Hearing Yan Ming's drooping voice, he couldn't help laughing.

This incident was a turning point, Yan Ming changed the subject, "Brother Ran, aren't you going home for the New Year?"

Song Ran brushed off the white foam on the soup with a spoon, and replied, "I won't go back."

"Then we have to meet again next year." Yan Ming's tone sounded quite lost.

Song Ran didn't reply, but heard a movement from the door with his ears pointed. It should be that Shen Wenfei came back. He froze the soup, and quickly whispered, "I have to cook, let's talk next time."

Then, without waiting for Yan Ming to speak, he hung up the phone in a hurry, like a wife who was afraid of being caught by her husband for extramarital affairs, very guilty.

Song Ran touched his face, went out to meet Shen Wenfei, "Are you back so early today?"

Shen Wenfei took off his coat and put it on the crook of his arm. When he saw Song Ran wearing a green flower apron, his furrowed brows were smoothed by the warm scene in front of him. He smelled the fragrance and replied casually, "Work is finishing at the end of the year. It's not that busy, what's for dinner tonight?"

The two are like couples living together, talking one after another.

Song Ran is very satisfied with his current state, even though he has not gone out for a while, as long as he knows that Shen Wenfei will come home on time, he is willing to stay in the same place and look forward to it.

The days are going on insipidly, and New Year's Eve will soon be approaching.

Song Ran's grandma passed away the year before last. The old man had suffered all her life, but she didn't feel much pain when she left. It stands to reason that she was only in her 60s, so she shouldn't have left so soon, but maybe it was because living was too boring, so she quietly fell asleep on a spring night. .

At that time, Song Ran was still in City A with Shen Wenfei. After the old man left, Song Ran was depressed for a long time. Shen Wenfei specially took annual leave and stayed with Song Ran 24 hours a day. Only then did he gradually get over the pain of losing a loved one.

City A is Song Ran's hometown, but after grandma passed away, Song Ran belongs to the place where Shen Wenfei resides, so they stayed in City C for the New Year last year and this year.

Song Ran and Shen Wenfei have known each other for many years. Although Shen Wenfei never took the initiative to mention his family, Song Ran knew that his mother passed away when he was 14 years old, and he did not have a good relationship with his father. On the phone, the tone was more businesslike than when he was working, as if he had to answer some tasks, and he didn't chat at all because the other party was his father.

Shen Wenfei is not someone who would take the initiative to bring up private matters on the table, and Song Ran would never intervene, but every time Shen Wenfei finished talking with his father on the phone, he couldn't help being in a bad mood. At this time, Song Ran became the best Channel your emotions.

Last night after Shen Wenfei answered the phone, he went directly to Song Ran's room and pestered Song Ran to vent heartily. Shen Wenfei on the bed changed his usual cold image, and he would not give up until Song Ran became dizzy.

The two still didn't sleep together, Song Ran woke up the next day still a little dazed, he got up and went to the living room to drink water, and only heard a sound when he walked around the corner.

"President Li, you're welcome. It's just a matter of duty. You can take the present back."

"Shen Gong, you are too modest. If you hadn't been in charge of this project, I don't know how much I would have lost. This is nothing, so you can accept it."

"No need, Mr. Li..." Song Ran appeared in front of the living room without warning. He was wearing gray home clothes with white stripes, his hair was lying on his head in a mess, and he looked like he had just woken up. Suddenly seeing Shen Wenfei sitting on the sofa and a middle-aged man he didn't know, he stopped immediately and froze in place.

Shen Wenfei seldom brought anyone home, and even if he did, he would inform in advance. The first time he saw a stranger, Song Ran's chaotic head woke up suddenly as if a bell had rung.

When the man called Mr. Li saw Song Ran, he was taken aback for a moment. Facing his probing gaze, Song Ran's limbs stiffened, and he wished he could turn around and run away.

Mr. Li had already stood up, as if seeing a man who had just woken up at Shen Wenfei's house was a very common thing, he even made a bold guess with a smile on his face, "This is, sister-in-law, right?"

Song Ran's face turned red, and he looked at Shen Wenfei subconsciously. Shen Wenfei's eyes were heavy, and he couldn't see what he was thinking. He quickly opened his mouth and stammered to explain, "I, I'm not..." Mr. Li was already very nervous. Grabbing the gift bag, she approached Song Ran politely, and said with a smile, "Sister-in-law, it's Cordyceps sinensis inside, it's worthless, you take it and make soup for Mr. Shen to nourish your body."

Song Ran knew that he had misunderstood his relationship with Shen Wenfei, how dare he take it, he refused, "No, I'm really not..." Shen Wenfei who was silent suddenly interrupted him, "Take it."

"That's right," Mr. Li stuffed the heavy gift bag into Song Ran's hand, and took two steps back, "Shen Gong asked you to accept it, sister-in-law, you can take it at ease."

Song Ran was so anxious that his ears were red, and he stood there helplessly holding the gift bag.

Mr. Li didn't give him time to react, "Then Shen Gong, wish you a new year in advance, I'll leave first."

Shen Wenfei got up to see off the guests, Song Ran wanted to go forward several times to return the things, but was still dizzy from the two sister-in-law calls.

When Shen Wenfei came back, the blush on his face was still like the brocade in the sky, he didn't dare to look into Shen Wenfei's eyes, and murmured, "I didn't take it on purpose."

He clearly heard Shen Wenfei not accepting the gift.

Shen Wenfei didn't blame him, and pressed his shoulder with one hand, "I told you to put it away," then smiled lightly, and whispered in Song Ran's ear, "Sister-in-law."

The clear tone pierced Song Ran's cochlea, he raised his eyes in surprise and shyness, and bumped into Shen Wenfei's teasing dark eyes, and even his breathing became disordered for a while.

Seeing him like this, Shen Wenfei smiled deeper, and his stern facial features became vivid. Song Ran was dumbfounded. Shen Wenfei pressed his finger on his cheek. This was a very intimate gesture. After a while, he recovered his usual expression, and said , "He came to the door early in the morning, and he didn't have time to tell you, so put your things away."

Song Ran hurriedly nodded, put the gift bag in the cabinet, turned around and saw that Shen Wenfei had already entered the study, he touched his face, it was so hot that he could fry an egg, thinking of Shen Wenfei's smile, he couldn't help but burst into tears. A splash of smile.

The author has something to say: Xiao Shen: I don’t want to accept gifts either, but he calls me my wife and sister-in-law.

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