night tide recedes

After Song Ran left, Shen Wenfei held a day-long video conference. The project he had taken over was finishing up, but it was impossible to completely leave it to his colleagues. After polishing some details, he rubbed his swollen eyebrows and closed the notebook.

Naturally, Shen Wenfei didn't lose his job, but asked his superiors for a one-month long vacation. He has outstanding work ability, and the recent project has been completed quite beautifully. After careful consideration, the company still agreed to his request, but still needs to work from home occasionally. Song Ran was not at home during the day, which gave Shen Wenfei a good time to deal with work.

He knew that Song Ran might be angry when he learned the truth, but if he didn't make such a bad move, I'm afraid it would be difficult for him and Song Ran to interact again.

He is also working hard and awkwardly learning to change, in order not to be separated from Song Ran.

It was close to eight o'clock, and Song Ran hadn't come home yet. Shen Wenfei looked at the closed door frequently. The room was empty and quiet. He seemed to understand Song Ran's feeling before. It was only a day, and he tasted the taste of waiting , and Song Ran has been waiting for him for more than seven years, what kind of mood is it?

Shen Wenfei suppressed his urge to go out to search, carried the garbage downstairs and threw it away, and went around to the balcony to collect clothes. He was doing the same things as when Song Ran was at home, the only difference was that his kitchen Art is really not on the table.

In retrospect, the number of times he cooks is almost zero.

Shen Wenfei was too busy with work, so naturally he didn't care about eating. Several colleagues in the company suffered from various stomach problems due to irregular diet, but his stomach has been healthy all these years.

Every time he gets off work, Song Ran prepares a hot meal and waits for him at home. Song Ran takes good care of him.

But now, it's him who learns to feel Song Ran's emotions.

——After eight o'clock, Song Ran stood in front of the door of his house. He had been busy all day, but when he thought of seeing Shen Wenfei when he went home, all his tiredness seemed to disappear, and now that he was about to enter the door, he became inexplicably nervous.

What kind of mood did Shen Wenfei feel when he got off work before, and would he also look forward to seeing him?

Song Ran pursed her lips, and just as she inserted the key into the lock, Shen Wenfei heard the sound and opened the door for him first.

When he saw Shen Wenfei who was dressed in home clothes behind the door, and his hair was still a little wet after washing, his heart felt as if he had been scratched by a cat's paw, and he felt an indescribable numbness.

"came back?"

It was as if he was deliberately waiting to open the door and ask him this question.

Song Ran nodded, pulled out the key, smelled the faint scent of shampoo on Shen Wenfei's body, and felt dizzy for some reason.

The two closed the door and entered the house. Song Ran had been busy all day in the summer, and his body was sticky. There was no air conditioner in the living room, only a small fan was blowing, but it couldn't drive away the heat. He saw Shen Wenfei's wet hair, He walked into the room and turned on the air conditioner, came out with a hair dryer, handed it to Shen Wenfei, and said, "The remote control of the air conditioner and the hair dryer are in the room."

Shen Wenfei raised his eyes, "Can I enter the room?"

Song Ran nodded without hesitation, "Of course."

Shen Wenfei seemed to smile, and said yes.

Song Ran's ears suddenly felt a little hot. He smelled the sweat on his body, and he didn't tell Shen Wenfei any more. He took his clothes into the bathroom to take a bath, and the warm water washed down. He saw himself smiling at the corners of his lips in the mirror through the mist. , couldn't help but touched his face with his hand, so that he could look calmer.

After Song Ran cleaned herself up and washed the cups, she realized that the kitchen hadn't been used. She couldn't help but said to Shen Wenfei in the living room, "There are ingredients in the refrigerator that can be cooked and eaten."

He also thought that Shen Wenfei had never cooked before, so he slowly fell silent.

Sure enough, Shen Wenfei said, "I'm not very good at it."

Song Ran wiped the cup dry and turned around, "It's actually very simple."

If the dishes are not too complicated, you can get started once or twice.

"Will you teach me?"

Song Ran was worrying about how to solve Shen Wenfei's food problem, he couldn't order takeout for three meals a day, but when he heard Shen Wenfei's words suddenly, he looked at Shen Wenfei in disbelief, as if he had heard something from the Arabian Nights.

He was like a balloon filled with air, and his whole body was full of air. In Shen Wenfei's sight, he nodded blankly, "But I'm coming back late..." "I can wait."

Although Shen Wenfei's face was calm, but his words were sincere, Song Ran's heart seemed to be boiling water, gurgling and bubbling, he didn't expect that one day Shen Wenfei would be waiting for him.

The two cleaned up briefly, Song Ran went back to the room to sleep, he closed the door, thinking that there was Shen Wenfei across the wall, and couldn't calm down.

But compared to last night, Song Ran didn't suffer from insomnia for too long. After one o'clock, he could vaguely hear Shen Wenfei's turning over, and then he fell into a deep sleep.

After getting up the next day, Shen Wenfei prepared breakfast one step ahead of him.

Today was corn wrapped in crab roe and fried noodles. Song Ran looked at Shen Wenfei's faint bruises while eating, and guessed that he hadn't slept well, and his eating movements slowed down, but in the end he got up and went out without saying anything.

He was still sent by Shen Wenfei.

It was the same for five consecutive days, but the fatigue in Shen Wenfei's eyes got worse, Song Ran couldn't bear it, and before going out, she turned her head and whispered, "If you are sleepy during the day, you can sleep in my room, the sofa Too small..." Shen Wenfei replied, "No."

When he said that, Song Ran didn't want to say much, otherwise it seemed that he really wanted Shen Wenfei to sleep in his room.

When we were in the fast food restaurant, the employees obviously noticed Song Ran's good mood, and they all joked if he had found a girlfriend. It's more like confirming the staff's guess.

The employees booed one after another and asked him to take the future proprietress to inspect the store, Song Ran was so disturbed by them that he had to hide in the back kitchen to find some peace.

It's just that he didn't expect that during the day he was still talking about the proprietress' affairs, and at night when he got off work, Shen Wenfei came uninvited.

Seeing Shen Wenfei appearing in the fast food restaurant, Song Ran was startled, "Wen Fei, why are you here?"

"Walk around if you have nothing to do." Shen Wenfei paused, "Are you okay?"

Song Ran wiped her hands, "That's good."

"Then go back together."

The timing was just right, so it was hard not to suspect that he came to pick Song Ran home on purpose.

Fortunately, Song Ran was never a person who liked to think too much, so she nodded to Shen Wenfei with a smile.

It was nearly nine o'clock, and the commercial street near the university was still very lively. Song Ran couldn't help recalling that when Shen Wenfei was in university, the two of them had an experience of going out to eat barbecue in the middle of the night.

It was probably Shen Wenfei who first proposed it. After one o'clock in the morning, the two of them went downstairs in the dark, came to the most popular barbecue restaurant nearby, and found a corner to eat.

Shen Wenfei doesn't like spicy food, and the barbecue taste is a bit heavy, so most of them are eaten by Song Ran. Song Ran especially likes grilled squid. He ate three skewers in a row. He wanted Shen Wenfei to try it too. When he looked up, he saw Shen Wenfei sinking look at yourself.

He suddenly remembered that he casually mentioned his desire to eat barbecue in the last two weeks, but after all, it was only a few days later, and it was only a coincidence at that time. Now that he thinks about it, Shen Wenfei may not have remembered his words in his heart.

Song Ran felt a little emotional for a moment, during the days when he was away from Shen Wenfei, those details that he had deliberately ignored hit him like a sea tide. He used to revolve around Shen Wenfei with all his heart, and his inferiority complex and timidity made him dare not believe that Shen Wenfei might have something for him. Sincerely, but Shen Wenfei has done so much for him, what he knows and what he doesn't know... "Brother Ran!"

The young man's laughter brought Song Ran back to his senses, and made Shen Wenfei frowned slightly. His expression softened a little after seeing the strange face in front of him.

It was Yan Ming's friend who was talking, who had been to the fast food restaurant a few times, and followed Yan Ming to call him Brother Ran. After a brief greeting with Song Ran, he followed his friend away laughing.

Shen Wenfei was silent for a moment, the question was about to come to his lips, but he forcibly suppressed it.

He still doesn't like Song Ran's too much contact with other people, but Song Ran's decision to leave him may not be without this reason. Shen Wenfei is a little unwilling, but he can only learn not to control Song Ran's life too much.

After all, the reason why he restrained Song Ran is no longer there, and now he can only rely on Shen Wenfei to get close.

Song Ran noticed the change in Shen Wenfei's mood, took two steps, and said softly, "It's a customer in the store."

Shen Wenfei's slightly frowned brows were finally smoothed away, he looked at Song Ran, turned his face away and hummed.

The two walked to the zebra crossing, which was a red light, and waited together.

There was a young couple going out to play beside him, sticking together sweetly and whispering, Song Ran lowered his head to look at the light and shadow on the ground, he and Shen Wenfei's shadow were separated by a distance of about ten centimeters, both far and close.

Go green.

Song Ran still habitually walked with his head slightly lowered. Shen Wenfei didn't know when he got closer, as if he felt that it was too unsafe for him to walk like this. With his shoulders touching him, Song Ran raised his eyes and bumped into the black eyes full of moonlight. inside.

Shen Wenfei said in a low voice, "You have to look at the car when crossing the road."

Song Ran heard her heart beating non-stop again, and he hesitated in reply.

The next second, his hand was suddenly wrapped in a warm palm, and Shen Wenfei held him.

Song Ran's fingertips trembled, and the place touched seemed to be electrified, and the tiny current spread to his heart, making him feel a little erratic.

Shen Wenfei didn't say anything, just held him silently, walked all the way to the end of the zebra crossing, and then slowly let go of Song Ran's hand.

Song Ran has walked this road many times, but never once did he feel so at ease, and even wished that this road was farther.

He was reluctant to part with this hard-won warmth, and when Shen Wenfei's hand was about to leave, he mustered up the courage to hook Shen Wenfei's index finger. He didn't dare to look up at Shen Wenfei's expression, he opened his mouth, but couldn't utter a single syllable, his cheeks slowed down. Slowly turning red, waiting expectantly and nervously for Shen Wenfei's reaction.

Just when he thought that Shen Wenfei would let him go, his slender fingers slowly intertwined between his fingers, interlocking them very intimately.

Both of them did not speak tacitly, as if holding hands was a very normal thing for them.

Song Ran couldn't help but quietly looked at Shen Wenfei's side face, and saw that his usually condensed eyebrows and eyes were wrapped in a faint yellow halo, which was rare and soft.

He seemed to have been waiting for this day for too long, but fortunately, this time it was Shen Wenfei who took the initiative to hold him first.

The author has something to say: Xiao Shen: Brother Ran gave me a shudder, I have PTSD... This is not strictly chasing a wife.