night tide recedes

Song Ran picked a time to go to the law firm with Shen Wenfei.

The evidence of Song Wei's extortion has been sorted out and reported to the case. In fact, it doesn't make much difference whether Song Ran goes or not, but because the defendant is Song Ran's father, Shen Wenfei still gave Song Ran all the right to know.

When she was in the office, Song Ran just quietly listened to the lawyer explaining the progress to Shen Wenfei, and she was still a little bit embarrassed when she learned that if the case was successfully filed this time, Song Wei would be imprisoned for at least five years.

Song Ran's native family brought him a lot of suffering, but he never thought that he would personally send his father to prison. Although Song Wei was to blame, it is rare in the world for a father and son to make trouble like this.

"According to the progress, the public security organs will summon the defendant soon," the lawyer said in a business-like manner. "Since Mr. Shen has entrusted us with the full authority, we will definitely spare no effort to handle it well."

Shen Wenfei thanked him, then turned to Song Ran and asked, "Do you have anything to add?"

Song Ran shook his head, looking a little lonely, no one would be happy to have a fight with his biological father.

The two stayed in the office for more than an hour. When they went out, it was at noon, the sun was scorching, and it was extremely hot. The air seemed to be slightly distorted by the extreme heat.

Song Ran was a little uncomfortable from the heat, Shen Wenfei turned on the air conditioner in the car, and the two stood in the shade waiting for the car to cool down, speechless for a while.

After a while, Song Ran stared at the dead leaves on the ground that had been baked crisp by the scorching sun, and said sincerely, "Thank you, Wen Fei."

Shen Wenfei looked at Song Ran's face flushed by the heat, pursed his lips and said, "No need."

He always cherishes words like gold, even if he has done practical things, he never asks Song Ran for credit, as if he just entrusted Song Ran with his hand, which is not worth mentioning.

Without the 100 million debt, there is really no relationship between Shen Wenfei and Song Ran.

At least Song Ran would not owe Shen Wenfei any more.

The two sat in the car, and it was still a bit stuffy inside. The air conditioner was turned on very low, and the cold air was blowing on Song Ran's neck. The alternation of hot and cold made him shiver.

"Go to a fast food restaurant?" Shen Wenfei asked.

Song Ran nodded, and realized that Shen Wenfei was turning the steering wheel, and didn't see his movements. After thinking about it, he whispered, "Let me treat you to dinner."

Shen Wenfei pursed his lips slightly, he looked ahead, and pondered, "Can you cook me a meal?"

It's been almost a month since he had eaten the dishes cooked by Song Ran himself. What he had at his fingertips in the past seemed out of reach now.

Song Ran looked at Shen Wenfei in surprise, seeing that his face remained unchanged, and he couldn't see any emotion.

Shen Wenfei helped him a lot, otherwise he might be threatened by Song Wei now, he should have thanked Shen Wenfei, it was just cooking, for Song Ran, he was familiar with the way, thought for a while, "There is no food at home, let's go first Donghua Market."

He did housework for Shen Wenfei all these years, and he went to the market alone. He never expected to be able to go grocery shopping with Shen Wenfei after only a month of separation. It felt somewhat strange.

Fortunately, Shen Wenfei dressed more casually today, so he wouldn't go shopping in a suit.

When it came to buying ingredients, Shen Wenfei was obviously not as comfortable as Song Ran. Song Ran asked him what he wanted to eat while walking to a familiar vendor.

Shen Wenfei watched Song Ran bend over to pick vegetables, skillfully selected ingredients, and even bargained with the boss in order to cut off the odds, and felt novel for a while. unfamiliar.

In the past, Song Ran was always gentle in front of him, obeying his advice, but he didn't want Song Ran to be so "killing and decisive" in the market.

In a trance, he seemed to see Song Ran who sold sweet potatoes at the gate of A Zhong when he was young. Although he lived cautiously, he had unceasing tenacity. keep fighting.

"Wen Fei," Song Ran grabbed a handful of rapeseed flowers and handed the bag to Shen Wenfei, "Help me carry it."

Shen Wenfei subconsciously took the heavy plastic bag, which contained lively shrimp, as if it would break through the thin plastic film and pop out in the next second.

Song Ran hesitated between rapeseed and broccoli, and wanted to ask Shen Wenfei's opinion, but when he turned around, he found that Shen Wenfei was looking at him deeply, his breathing was slightly stagnant, avoiding the unclear eyes, and asked said, "Which one do you want to eat?"

Shen Wenfei lowered his gaze, and reported the name of the dish, "Stir-fried squid with broccoli."

Song Ran remembered that Shen Wenfei liked this dish, so he smiled and said, "Then we have to go to the seafood section to pick squid."

We——Shen Wenfei pursed his lower lip, chewed these two words carefully, and unconsciously smiled, "Okay."

The two stayed in the market for more than half an hour. The big and small bags seemed to be a banquet. With gratitude to Shen Wenfei, Song Ran really went there with five dishes and one soup, including meat, vegetables and seafood.

When passing by the small stall at the exit, an aunt selling vegetables recognized Song Ran and greeted her warmly, "Xiao Song, I haven't been here for a long time!"

Song Ran smiled and said, "I've been busy recently."

Auntie's eyes lit up when she saw Shen Wenfei, "Oh, what a handsome guy, is he Xiao Song's friend?"

Song Ran was hesitating how to respond, but Shen Wenfei nodded, "Yes, I am Song Ran's friend."

No longer an employer, no longer a creditor, but a true friend.

Song Ran lowered her eyes and smiled.

"Xiao Song, your friend is good-looking. I will come here often in the future, and I will give you a discount."

Until he walked out of the Donghua Market, Song Ran was still silent in the friend. He couldn't help but think of the time when he insisted on giving Shen Wenfei sweet potatoes. It was the first time Shen Wenfei admitted that they were friends. From then on, he ran towards this goal. , pursued Shen Wenfei for ten years.

In fact, what he wanted was always very simple, just to stand beside Shen Wenfei in an open and aboveboard manner. Fortunately, even if he took the wrong path halfway and went around in circles, he returned to the right track.

Shen Wenfei put the things into the trunk and said, "Go where you are."

In fact, this place is closer to Shen Wenfei's residence, but since Shen Wenfei raised it, Song Ran didn't refute it.

Song Ran opened the door and let Shen Wenfei come in. Compared with Shen Wenfei's place, his residence is much simpler and you can see the bottom at a glance, but Song Ran lives very comfortably.

As soon as Shen Wenfei entered, he saw fresh cut flowers placed in the living room, which were pink and white gerbera, crowded together.

And his study has not been replaced with a fresh bouquet for a long time.

"Sit down for a while."

Song Ran was a little cramped, and carried the ingredients to the kitchen, saying it was the kitchen, but it was actually connected to the living room, a few steps away.

Shen Wenfei looked around the small room, looked at Song Ran's busy figure, as if he had found the days when they lived together again, his eyes fell on the balcony a few steps away, Song Ran raised two pots of unknown flowers, Vigorously blooming.

Shen Wenfei walked towards Song Ran unconsciously, and asked for the first time, "Is there anything I can do to help?"

Song Ran stared in surprise, and it took him a long time to realize that Shen Wenfei wanted to help the cook. After thinking about it, he asked Shen Wenfei to cut the broccoli.

Shen Wenfei had no objection, he stood in front of the cutting board with a knife and began to cut, Song Ran secretly looked at Shen Wenfei who looked serious like he was doing a scientific experiment from time to time, feeling like he was dreaming.

Except for cutting and washing vegetables, Song Ran really didn't need Shen Wenfei's help, and Shen Wenfei didn't want to hinder Song Ran, so he went back to the living room and sat quietly.

An hour later, Song Ran put five dishes and one soup on the table, and called Shen Wenfei to eat.

The two seemed to have returned to the old days, and when they sat at the dinner table, they were silent and did not speak.

After a month, Shen Wenfei finally ate the taste that suits him best again, and his brows could not help but relax.

"Is it okay?" Song Ran picked up a piece of fish and observed Shen Wenfei's expression.

He is used to eating food from fast food restaurants these days, and it is also affected when cooking. I don't know if it is the light taste that Shen Wenfei likes.

When Shen Wenfei said it was good, Song Ran smiled.

The two ate quietly, and Shen Wenfei was half full before he was willing to ask, "Is the fast food restaurant okay?"

Song Ran nodded, and said slowly, "At the beginning, I was a little bit restrained, but now it's much better."

"All beginnings are hard."

They chatted like friends who haven't seen each other for a long time. Song Ran was a little nervous at first, but then he became much lighter. After all, Shen Wenfei, who he was facing now, no longer needed him to compromise and curry favor.

When the sky was gray and dark, the food on the dinner table was already full.

Song Ran was thinking of thanking Shen Wenfei again, when the doorbell rang suddenly.

His hand holding the chopsticks suddenly tightened, and there was no one else who would come to him except Yan Ming.

Sure enough, the next second, I heard the young man's hearty voice, "Brother Ran, are you home?"

Song Ran glanced at Shen Wenfei with a natural expression, and said nervously, "I'll go and open the door."

He put down his chopsticks, responded, and stepped forward to open the door.

Yan Ming was smiling outside the door, holding an ocean star in his hand, and the pink and purple rose suddenly bumped into Song Ran, "For you..." The voice stopped abruptly when he saw Shen Wenfei in the room, Song Ran saw Yan Ming's bright eyes darken for a moment, he put down the flowers slowly, but still smiled, his tone was a little lonely, "Brother Ran, you have guests."

Song Ran's heart seemed to be scratched hard by something, and he was extremely uncomfortable, so he said quickly, "Xiao Yan, have you eaten yet, let's go together."

Yan Ming glanced at Shen Wenfei, and stuffed the flower into Song Ran's hand in front of Shen Wenfei, not to be outdone, and said, "Okay."

There were three men standing in the small living room, which seemed a little cramped for a while.

Song Ran's scalp was slightly numb, and the atmosphere seemed very strange.

After a few moments, Shen Wenfei stood up and said, "I'll go first."

He didn't show any irritation or displeasure, as if he didn't care that someone interrupted his dinner.

Song Ran glanced at Yan Ming, who had gloomy eyes, and sent Shen Wenfei to the door anyway.

Before Shen Wenfei left, he glanced at the rose he was still holding in his hand, his eyes were heavy, and he said in a low voice, "Goodbye."

Song Ran watched him leave, closed the door, and turned around to see the tall young man still standing in the middle of the living room, his usual hearty smile disappeared, and there was a bit of hurt in his eyes.

He still made Yan Ming sad.

The author has something to say: Young couples shopping together!

About Xiao Song not rejecting Xiao Yan outright, first, because of his personality, it is difficult to refuse others, second, Xiao Yan also said that Xiao Song should give him a chance, and third, to be honest, Xiao Yan has helped Xiao Song so much , as soon as Xiao Song became independent, he immediately wanted to separate the relationship, which seemed too ruthless (but everyone spent money, you can be a little more stubborn and express your opinions freely, I have no objection!