night tide recedes

What Shen Wenfei packed for Song Ran was seafood porridge, which was fragrant and delicious, the meat of the shrimp was refreshing and plump, the squid was boiled neither soft nor hard, it was very chewy, and the slightly salty hot porridge did not have any fishy smell in his mouth, Song Ran ate it continuously After taking a few mouthfuls, I felt my stomach was filled with warmth, and I couldn't help saying, "Which family is this from? I really want to ask them for a recipe."

"If you like it, let them send it over."

Song Ran smiled and said nothing, he actually wanted to learn how to cook for Shen Wenfei.

After he finished his meal, Shen Wenfei took two shoe boxes and put them on the square table. His tone was the same as usual, "There happened to be a buy one get one free event on the way back, open it and have a look."

Perhaps even the heavens favor Shen Wenfei, a proud son of heaven. In the past few years with Song Ran and him, he can always encounter various buy one get one free or buy two get [-]% off activities, so the two actually have a lot of love. Things of the same style and different colors, and Song Ran was afraid of the hard life back then, and more or less printed the four words of diligence and housekeeping in his mind, so if he knew that the things Shen Wenfei gave him were bought during the event, the psychological burden would also be heavy. much smaller.

He opened two shoe boxes, and there were two pairs of sneakers, one black and one white. The simple and generous style easily reminded people of couple models. Happiness had been written all over his face, and he smiled and said, "Thank you."

The heating in the room was smoky, making Shen Wenfei's stern expression much softer.

Song Ran put the shoes on the shoe rack at the porch, and put the two pairs of shoes together, like the two masters of the house. He quickly put an end to this thought, he was already very satisfied to be able to live with Shen Wenfei, the rest, Song Ran But never dared to think too much.

Maybe it was the influence of Yan Ming last night, while Shen Wenfei was at work, Song Ran anxiously checked the price of shoes on the Internet, and couldn't help but be speechless, the price of ordinary shoes turned out to be a four-digit number starting with five, official website The main function is to keep warm and non-slip in snowy weather. Song Ran complained that if it is made of gold, can it not be non-slip?

But recently the road is really not so easy to walk, every time he goes out to buy vegetables and walks through the melting snow, he has to be careful when walking. Although Shen Wenfei drives, he still has to walk a few steps, which can be regarded as the best use of everything.

As soon as Song Ran closed the shopping page, Yan Ming's message popped up without warning.

The scenery in the picture is very familiar, it is clearly the place where they collided last time, Yan Ming added a pitiful expression, "You didn't come out to buy vegetables today, I haven't seen you for a long time."

Song Ran didn't understand why Yan Ming went to wait for him, he couldn't figure it out, and he didn't understand the twists and turns, so he asked bluntly, "Why do you want to see me?"

After waiting for a while, Yan Ming said, "The prawns you dropped out yesterday looked alive and kicking. Every time we buy prawns in our dormitory, they are either missing arms or legs. Imagine asking for advice on how to pick prawns."

It turned out to be like this. Song Ran didn't doubt him, and replied seriously about the tips on picking shrimp, and recommended the method of brine shrimp to Yan Ming. He didn't jump out with a few words like last night, and replied a lot , When I finished typing and looked at the square chat box, I was a little surprised, maybe it was really too lack of communication, and I couldn't help being a bit long-winded when talking about the fields I was good at.

Song Ran became uneasy, afraid that he would bore the other party by talking too much.

"Wow! You are amazing, I have been taught, and I will follow your tutorial after two days when our dormitory is open."

Song Ran is rarely praised. Looking at this short line of words, his face became hot quietly, and he typed slowly, "It's not a big deal. I followed the recipe. If you do it a few times, you will be fine." gone."

"You have to be talented. When I was a child, I cooked porridge. I boiled my pot to the bottom and gave my mother a good meal."

Yan Ming's words provoked the corners of Song Ran's lips to rise slightly, and the tense nerves finally relaxed.

Before he could answer, Yan Ming asked again, "You are such a good cook, why don't I take you as my teacher."

Song Ran was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously wanted to refuse. He and Yan Ming had only known each other for a day, and they were no different from strangers. He was also a person who was not good at socializing, and he instinctively didn't want to contact other people. Song Ran never refused. Others, a little nervous, took a long time to type out a line, "I can recommend recipes to you."

"It's okay!" Surprisingly, Yan Ming didn't persist in insisting that Song Ran teach him how to cook, but just replied, "But it's not easy on paper, can you bring me when you buy vegetables in the future? I'll watch it on the spot." Learn it, I promise not to disturb you."

Song Ran had just rejected one of his requests, and it would be very unreasonable to refuse this time. He hesitated for a long time before making up his mind to agree. Yan Ming played a voice for him. He didn't think much about it. A pitiful tone entered his ears, "Please, please, I really want to learn how to cook, please."

He forgot to turn down the volume, and the whole room was filled with the sound of Yan Ming. Song Ran was startled, and hurriedly turned off the voice. Just as he was about to reply, there was a knock on the door. Song Ran's heart beat several times. Shen Wenfei Unscrewing the doorknob, half-opening the door, looking deeply at Song Ran with black eyes, Song Ran thought he had heard something, and turned the phone over and pressed it under his buttocks to cover it up.

"Where did you put my gray pajamas?"

Song Ran took care of Shen Wenfei's clothes, but Song Ran classified each type of clothing in great detail to ensure that Shen Wenfei could get them as soon as possible when he needed them. Therefore, Shen Wenfei never had to ask about this matter. Now that I asked such questions, Song Ran couldn't help but get up, stood up and said, "I've put it in the lower compartment of the cloakroom, can't I find it?"

When something happened to Shen Wenfei, even if it was just such a small thing as not being able to find pajamas, it could attract Song Ran's full attention. When he walked to the door, he didn't know if it was his illusion. Shen Wenfei was still looking at the room. , He looked back and saw that the mobile phone that was hidden under his butt just now was lying upright on the bed. Fortunately, Shen Wenfei quickly looked away and went to the cloakroom with him.

Opening the cabinet for home clothes, the second floor is the gray pajamas that Shen Wenfei wanted. Song Ran took out the pajamas and showed a rare expression of doubt to Shen Wenfei. Shen Wenfei took it without changing his expression. I was so busy that I didn't see it all at once."

Shen Wenfei never complained about being busy with work. Now that he said it like this, he really felt under tremendous pressure. Song Ran really showed a distressed expression, "I'll make pork bone soup for you tomorrow night, so you can come back early to eat."

Shen Wenfei smiled and said yes.

Taking advantage of Shen Wenfei taking a bath, Song Ran went to check the ingredients, found out the Korean ginseng bought a while ago, sliced ​​it into thin slices, put it in a thermos cup, added boiling hot water and then covered it tightly, it is most suitable for nourishing in winter, After soaking a few slices of ginseng overnight, the nutrients can seep into the boiling water, and tomorrow the water temperature will be just right for Shen Wenfei to take with him to work to drink.

He wrote down the soup ingredients he was going to buy tomorrow in the memo on his mobile phone, only then did he realize that he forgot to reply to Yan Ming, and quickly opened the chat page.

He forgot to reply last night, and again tonight. Song Ran inevitably felt apologetic for ignoring others like this twice. He looked at Yan Ming's voice and couldn't refuse any more. He just let Yan Ming see how he chose fresh ingredients Yes, there is nothing serious, so he said, "I will go to Donghua Market at four o'clock tomorrow."

Yan Ming replied in seconds, "Okay, see you tomorrow!"

What a vibrant and energetic young man, Song Ran couldn't help but sigh with emotion, if he could have gone to high school and college back then, he might have had a different life, he would not be so obsequious as he is now, maybe he could still be like Shen Wenfei's classmates and even friends. Identity works with Shen Wenfei.

It's a pity that he never had this chance again.

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