night tide recedes

Song Ran didn't dare to tell Shen Wenfei that he went out to earn extra money, especially when Yan Ming was involved in this matter.

He always felt that Shen Wenfei must have misunderstood Yan Ming, so that he could show all his coldness when facing Yan Ming, but he couldn't figure it out.

For two consecutive days, Song Ran was so guilty that he didn't dare to look Shen Wenfei in the eye, for fear that Shen Wenfei would see something. He and Shen Wenfei had had many cold wars in the past six months, and Song Ran didn't want to repeat the same mistakes, as long as he hid it well enough Well, Shen Wenfei wouldn't know that he went out to work as a model.

Why is Song Ran afraid that Shen Wenfei will be unhappy? First, he loves Shen Wenfei and likes someone, so he subconsciously wants to avoid any possible conflicts with him, and he doesn't want to have disputes with Shen Wenfei. Second, he still owes Shen Wenfei. Not to mention the unpaid debts, for more than seven years, Shen Wenfei has taken care of his food, clothing, housing and transportation. Fundamentally speaking, Song Ran has lost the qualification to discuss anything with Shen Wenfei.

On the night of the shooting, Yan Ming transferred 300 yuan to his account. He looked at the money he earned by himself after many years, even if it was only a meager few hundred yuan, it was enough to give him a sense of accomplishment and give Shen Wenfei a sense of accomplishment. Although housekeeping is also a job, it is different in the end.

Song Ran rarely paid attention to the balance in his account, but this time he took a look at the deposit for the first time.

Shen Wenfei paid him salary these years, and the expenses of the family were calculated separately, so Song Ran had almost no place to spend money, after seven years, he had saved a considerable sum.

A deposit of nearly 40 yuan was unthinkable when he was eighteen or nineteen years old.

Song Ran closed the account page, and silently recalled the arrears he had signed in his heart. In four months, he should pay off what he owed Shen Wenfei. In fact, as long as he is willing, he can now withdraw from the deposit Pay a sum of money and settle the remaining 2 yuan, but he clearly knows that he is unwilling.

He was still longing for the days when he would continue to live with Shen Wenfei, even if there were only four short months left, he would race against time to grasp it.

When the time limit is up, in what capacity can he stay by Shen Wenfei's side?

Song Ran couldn't help feeling lost.

He was going to make beef stew with white radish today, and it needed to be stewed for three hours. Song Ran stopped thinking about it and took all the ingredients out of the refrigerator.

The fresh beef was still bloodshot, so Song Ran washed it in water, cut into pieces and blanched it, put it in a bowl, peeled a white radish, found a soil casserole, poured hot water, put the beef in it, added seasoning Aniseed star anise and white wine, cover the pot and start to simmer, he remembers the time, at 05:30, he can add white radish and continue to simmer, when the beef and radish will be stewed soft and delicious, eat in one bite You don't even have to chew it in.

Shen Wenfei praised this dish, Song Ran kept it in his heart.

Taking advantage of the stewing time, Song Ran cleaned the house inside and out again. He was wiping the stove when he heard the phone ring.

Song Ran's interpersonal relationship is weak, except for couriers and takeaways, there are very few phone calls. He quickly dried his hands and went to the living room to find his mobile phone. It was an unfamiliar number.

He pressed the call button without thinking, "Hello?"

There was silence on the other end of the phone for several seconds, and a middle-aged man's voice sounded familiar, "Xiao Ran, is that you?"

Song Ran suddenly grabbed the phone, and his whole body froze in place. Unbelievable thoughts flooded in like a tide, which was confirmed by the man's next sentence, "I am Dad."

There was a moment of blackness in front of his eyes. He never dreamed that he could still get in touch with Song Wei in more than ten years. He was too shocked and flustered. Before he could react, his hands had already taken action before his brain, and he hung up Cut off the phone.

Why did Song Wei have his cell phone number?Why do you still contact him after so many years?As early as the moment Song Wei left him and his blind grandmother, he thought he didn't have this father.

Song Ran stood helplessly in the living room, like falling into an ice cellar, subconsciously wanting to find Shen Wenfei to give him a sense of security, but looking around the empty room, he realized that most of the time he was alone in this room.

He gritted his teeth and forced himself to calm down, but when the bell rang again, he sat down on the sofa with weak hands and feet.

Those sad years that were deliberately forgotten broke into his mind with the appearance of Song Wei.

Song Ran pinched his thigh hard, using the pain to stay awake, his hands trembling, and answered the call again.

Song Wei was laughing, quite recklessly, "Why did you hang up on my phone, are you unhappy to see Dad again?"

Song Ran's viscera were burning, he was the most docile person, but at this moment, when he heard Song Wei's sullen voice, he still couldn't resist the raging anger. He remembered the days when he had to drop out of school to work at the age of 16, Thinking of the time when he was worried about usury and debt collection every day, thinking of his bewilderment when his grandma needed surgery, and even more thinking of the old man still talking about his son before he left. arrived before his eyes.

He stared and said firmly, "I don't have a father like you."

Song Wei sighed, "Xiao Ran has grown up, it's good to have her own ideas, but Dad has no choice but to find you, and I want to ask you for help..." Song Ran was so angry at Song Wei's shamelessness Shaking, "You are too much."

He still wanted to sue Song Wei, but Song Wei hastily said, "I heard that you were with the only son of the Shen family in City A, is there such a thing?"

Song Ran stood up suddenly, his teeth were chattering, how could Song Wei know about him and Shen Wenfei?

"I'm a little short of money recently. Your little boyfriend has such a rich family. Why don't you ask him to help Dad."

"Song Wei!" Song Ran couldn't bear it anymore, when he mentioned Shen Wenfei, he showed his thorns all over his body, and called his biological father's name, "What do you want to do?"

"I just want to catch up with my son and let him be filial..." Song Ran couldn't take it anymore, hung up the call directly, and blocked Song Wei's mobile phone number with trembling hands.

He stood dizzy in the living room, unable to believe that his father, who had been missing for more than ten years, contacted him to get money from him.

Isn't Song Wei hurting him enough?From the day Song Wei left his old and young children behind, he has walked into a narrow and dark alley in his life, and it is hard to see the sky again.

If it weren't for a father like Song Wei, he would have gone to school like most of his peers, without having to bear a mountain of debt, let alone bear so many hardships.

How dare you come to him again?

Song Ran slumped back to the sofa weakly, his fingertips spasming in pain.

——Shen Wenfei got off work on time, and left the office building with Jiang Yu and other colleagues. Several people were still discussing about the design draft, and they couldn't finalize it for a while.

"Let's continue tomorrow." Shen Wenfei said.

He is the person in charge of the project. After hearing this, everyone scattered like birds and beasts.

It was late this morning, the underground garage was full, his and Jiang Yu's cars were parked in the opposite parking lot, the two of them were walking together, talking about work, when they crossed the road, Shen Wenfei's footsteps suddenly stopped , half of what he said stopped abruptly. Jiang Yu saw his face change suddenly. Following his gaze, he saw that this commercial street opened a photography studio at some time. In order to attract customers, he took a huge photo The poster of the poster was posted on the glass at the door.

On the poster, two young people sit facing each other in a very intimate posture, like the most intimate lovers, the picture is very beautiful.

Soon Jiang Yu noticed the clue, and said, "The person in this photo looks a bit like Song Ran?"

Shen Wenfei's facial features tightened, he said sorry to Jiang Yu, and walked towards the door of the studio almost in a gaffe.

He stood in front of the poster, Song Ran's gentle side face accurately caught his eyes, and facing him with affection was Yan Ming who had met him a few times.

Judging from the photos alone, there is a strong atmosphere of ambiguity, as if the two will kiss in the sun in the next moment.

For a moment, Shen Wenfei couldn't control his urge to go up and tear up the poster, but his strong self-control just made him clenched his five fingers into fists, and his gaze was as cold as a sharp knife out of its sheath looking at the poster.

Xu Dan sensed that someone was looking at the posters outside, and ran out joyfully, only to see an extremely stern young man with an irresistible chill all over his body, looking at the posters he hung up for publicity with gloominess, probably not here to cause trouble ?

"Hello sir?"

Shen Wenfei looked at the person coming, suppressed the hostility in his chest, "Hello, I would like to ask when this poster was taken?"

Xu Dan said truthfully, "Five days ago, sir, you were interested in this style, I can..." For five days, Song Ran kept it from him for so long.

"Can I buy this poster?"

Xu Dan felt that the person in front of him was not easy to provoke, so he hesitated, "This is a promotional photo of a couple in our store, it may not be convenient for you..." Shen Wenfei silently chewed on these five words for the promotional photo of a couple, Chest tightness.

"To be honest, the model on the left is my friend. I want to buy it and give him a surprise."

"You mean Song Ran?"

Shen Wenfei squeezed out words between his teeth, "Yes, Song Ran."

Xu Dan thought for a while, and finally agreed, "I'll pack it for you?"

"No need." Shen Wenfei replied coldly.

In the next second, he raised his hand and violently tore off the poster stuck to the glass window.

Grabbing too quickly, his nails scratched across the glass window, making an extremely ear-piercing sharp sound. This sound made his reason reach a critical point. He grabbed the poster in his hand with great strength, and the white The veins on the back of the hand rose, and the poster was irreversibly wrinkled. Without waiting for Xu Dan to bid, he scanned the QR code and transferred 5000 yuan.

Xu Dan was taken aback and wanted to refund him the money, but Shen Wenfei had already left without looking back, and his figure was quickly engulfed in the bloody setting sun.

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