night tide recedes

Shen Wenfei's sulkiness lasted all night in his life, until the two of them returned to the apartment, his expression was tense.

Seeing it in Song Ran's eyes, Song Ran couldn't help but think of Shen Wenfei's temper tantrums after seeing him and Yan Ming going out. Although he has restrained himself a lot now, Shen Wenfei will not easily fight him coldly, but if they still get along with each other like they used to , presumably Shen Wenfei would still adopt the same solution.

So Song Ran was very glad that he made up his mind and made the decision to leave Shen Wenfei.

When he came out of the shower, he saw Shen Wenfei sitting on the bed playing with his mobile phone as if nothing had happened. His hair was still wet. When he saw Song Ran, he raised his eyes and didn't speak.

These days Shen Wenfei dried his hair by himself, it was hard for Song Ran not to guess that Shen Wenfei wet his hair on purpose to show him.

In other words, Shen Wenfei was waiting for himself to coax him.

Perhaps the word coaxing is not suitable for Shen Wenfei, but at this moment, there is no more appropriate description than this.

He secretly thought it was funny, and after drying his hair with the hair dryer, he made a gesture to put the hair dryer away. From the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Shen Wenfei frowning slightly, and finally walked around behind Shen Wenfei, and asked him, "Do you want me to blow it for you?"

Shen Wenfei hummed calmly.

Song Ran turned on the hair dryer and fiddled with Shen Wenfei's wet hair. After a while, the hair in his hands became dry. He massaged Shen Wenfei's scalp, shoulders and neck. He was familiar with these things, and Shen Wenfei also benefited from them. , the tense look finally loosened a little.

Song Ran observed his expression and whispered, "Are you still angry?"

Shen Wenfei used to ask rhetorically, "Why should I be angry?"

In the past, Song Ran would not have thought deeply about it, but now, he really wanted to try to pierce Shen Wenfei's mind. After deliberating, the words rolled around in his mouth a few times, and he still boldly said, "Because you I'm jealous."

Whether it was before or now, losing his temper or sulking, these behaviors are all jealous of him and Yan Ming.

From Song Ran's point of view, only a small part of Shen Wenfei's side face could be seen, but his expression could not be seen. His fingertips rested on Shen Wenfei's shoulder and neck, pressing hard. Shen Wenfei didn't answer his words for a long time. A little embarrassing, as if he was being self-indulgent.

He was trying to find other topics to turn the page, but Shen Wenfei turned his head, grasped his hand, and stared fixedly at Song Ran with his black eyes. He spoke a little unnaturally, as if he was ashamed to say it, There was also a rare unease in his expression, "Yeah, I'm jealous."

Hearing Shen Wenfei's confession with his own ears was different from his guessing, Song Ran felt as if he was stung lightly by something, and the tips of his ears were quietly red and hot.

With the first sentence, Shen Wenfei spoke much more smoothly. He stared at Song Ran intently, and said in a deep voice, "I don't like you getting too close to him, and I don't like you looking at him. I'm so jealous that I can't wait to see you Shut up at home so you can't go anywhere."

Song Ran has no doubts about the authenticity of Shen Wenfei's words. In fact, Shen Wenfei has been arranging his life according to these words these years.

His eyes flickered, fearing that Shen Wenfei would really do this, the hand being held retracted reflexively, but was held even tighter.

Before he could react, Shen Wenfei pushed him down on the bed, tightly wrapped him between his chest and the bed, looking into Shen Wenfei's dark eyes, he swallowed nervously.

Shen Wenfei pressed Song Ran's hands on both sides, and slowly intertwined with his fingers. His eyes were full of deep meaning, but he restrained himself and gradually calmed down. He sighed softly, "But if you are not allowed to go out, you will go out again." to escape."

Song Ran retorted softly, "I'm not running away..." "You are," Shen Wenfei gritted his teeth slightly, "If I don't come to you, you will be with that little Yan."

He deliberately emphasized the word "Xiaoyan", and he held Song Ran even harder. It was almost like eating the vinegar from before. He was so jealous, and he wanted to make his voice sound less irritable. , "You still asked him to take you home, let him come to your house for dinner, and he even sent you flowers." Speaking of this, his stern face was stained a little red, "Do you dare to say so?"

Song Ran muttered, "These are two different things."

The two of them were too close, and they breathed together while talking. Although Shen Wenfei didn't have a big expression on his face, his eyes already showed dissatisfaction. It was rare for him to say straightforwardly, "Anyway, I don't like him..." Song Ran pursed her lower lip, her heart beat twice, and she blurted out, "Then who do you like?"

Shen Wenfei was rarely overwhelmed by questions, and his expression was stiff for a moment, his lips were tightly pressed together, and he did not respond to Song Ran's words.

The atmosphere was very ambiguous, Song Ran's mouth was dry, and he looked at Shen Wenfei's obscure eyes from a distance of three inches.

Inside, he saw his expectant and restless self.

However, Shen Wenfei didn't speak for a long time, but tightened his hands with Song Ran little by little, and after a long while, lowered his head to cover Song Ran's moist lips.

Song Ran didn't hear the answer she dreamed of, and felt a little disappointed, but she still opened her lips to let Shen Wenfei's soft tongue drive straight in, entangled with him endlessly.

The two were rubbing each other's ears on the bed, and after a while, there was a blushing voice.

The room is full of spring light.

——In a few days it will be Grandpa Shen Wenfei's 78th birthday.

In previous years, Song Ran would follow him back to City A, and this year is no exception.

He handed over the fast food restaurant to the diligent staff two days in advance, and started to pack his luggage.

Originally, he didn't plan to go, but when Qin Gu learned that Shen Wenfei was coming back to celebrate the old man's birthday, he sent a message asking Shen Wenfei to get together, so Shen Wenfei brought Song Ran with him.

When Qin Gu called, Shen Wenfei was in the kitchen trying to cook the salt-baked chicken that Song Ran taught him. He had just salted the chicken and his hands were covered with seasonings. hands free.

Song Ran had no intention of listening to other people talking on the phone, so she went to the living room to sit, but the room was so big that it was hard for him not to listen.

Shen Wenfei said he would take Song Ran with him, but Qin Gu was still at a loss, "That's a good idea, but why didn't I know you two were in the same place?"

More than just being in the same place, they all slept together.

Song Ran didn't deliberately pay attention to what Shen Wenfei returned, but Shen Wenfei's dry voice still clearly reached his ears, "Well, we are together."

Song Ran looked at the figure busy in the kitchen in disbelief, Shen Wenfei looked calm, and seriously rubbed salt on the chicken, not feeling at all that he said anything shocking.

Qin Gu was frightened, he was silent for two seconds, then his voice suddenly raised, "Damn, is it the one I understand together?"

Shen Wenfei hummed in a good mood.

Qin Gu is very nervous and an extremely open-minded person. He doesn't think it's worth making a fuss about two men being together. He cares more that Shen Wenfei and Song Ran didn't tell him, "When did it happen? Keep it from my old friend."

Shen Wenfei smiled lightly, "I will make amends to you when we meet."

The two exchanged some more pleasantries, Shen Wenfei took off the disposable gloves, hung up the phone, turned around and asked Song Ran, "How long will it take to steam?"

Song Ran sat stiffly on the sofa like a robot, four large characters seemed to be hovering in his ears, he stared blankly at Shen Wenfei, unable to regain his senses for a long time.

This was the first time Shen Wenfei admitted their relationship to others.

"Song Ran?"

Song Ran managed to come back to his senses, and responded with two oh-oh-ohhs, and said, "It will be enough in 15 minutes..." Shen Wenfei nodded, put the marinated chicken into the steamer, and just covered the pot Gai was hugged by Song Ran from the back.

Song Ran's arms wrapped around Shen Wenfei's abdomen, hugging him tightly, as if he would never let go.

Shen Wenfei let him hug him for a while, and then turned around. He was half a head taller than Song Ran, looked down at Song Ran's slightly red eyes, and said in a low voice, "Go back this time, ask Qin Gu for the money. return."

Song Ran smiled, rolled her eyes, and nodded heavily.

The summer in City A was extremely hot, Shen Wenfei and Song Ran went straight to their residence as soon as they got off the plane.

As he approached returning to Shen's house to celebrate the old man's birthday, Shen Wangshan's contacts became more and more frequent, and they were all those cheesy chatter that Shen Wenfei didn't like to hear, Shen Wenfei just pretended he didn't see it.

On the second day after the two arrived in City A, they invited Qin Gu to have dinner.

Qin Gu was busy with work, and it was common for him to work overtime. Shen Wenfei and Song Ran went to the restaurant first and ordered their favorite seafood. Qin Gu was 10 minutes late. Once they arrived, the food was almost ready.

While wiping the sweat from his head, he put the computer bag aside, and said boldly, "The leader caught me just before I got off work, and I talked too much. I'll treat you tonight."

Still carefree.

As soon as the three of them were seated, Qin Gu couldn't restrain his heart of gossip, his eyes turned [-] times between Shen Wenfei and Song Ran, Song Ran was embarrassed by him, Shen Wenfei said, "If you have anything to say, just say it." .”

"Then I'll just say it," Qin Gu just waited for this sentence, stuffed a piece of sweet-scented osmanthus fish into his mouth, and said with a smile, "When did you two get together? Before my wedding, or my wedding back?"

Song Ran was thinking about how to answer, but Shen Wenfei answered the words naturally, "I was a freshman year."

Qin Gu's eyes widened in shock, "You two can really hide it, don't just decide for life in high school." He suddenly realized, and slapped his head, "I said that you can smell Fei so well , why did you miss and let the badminton racket hit Ertao, the relationship is for you!"

Song Ran still remembered the name Er Tao. At that time, this person said in the badminton hall that he could only sell sweet potatoes for a lifetime, which made him feel uncomfortable for a while, but he didn't know about the badminton racket. Song Ran asked curiously, " What badminton racket?"

Shen Wenfei glanced at Qin Gu, the meaning was obvious, and told him to shut up.

Qin Gu got up and sat next to Song Ran, raised his eyebrows and said, "Don't pay attention to him, Wen Fei is a boring gourd, I have to tell you, you know, after Er Tao's grandson said a lot of nonsense, Wen Fei came to avenge you, playing badminton with someone, good guy, he even hit someone on the head with a racket."

He laughed a few times, talking more and more vigorously, shaking out all the things about Shen Wenfei, "Not only that, our team didn't plan to let you deliver afternoon tea at that meeting, guess what, Wen Fei paid for it himself Everyone ate sweet potatoes for more than half a semester, but he didn't want me to tell you, saying that he was afraid of hurting your self-esteem."

Those little secrets hidden in the years were shaken out in front of Song Ran one by one, Shen Wenfei's expression was indifferent, he didn't answer the words, but he didn't refute either.

Qin Gu leaned closer and said, "I see, maybe Wen Fei has a crush on you in high school." He tutted, "It must be like this, isn't it, Wen Fei?"

Shen Wenfei pulled him away from Song Ran, and said helplessly, "Can I eat?"

Qin Gu laughed even harder, "Eat, eat!"

Song Ran met Shen Wenfei's eyes. This time, it was Shen Wenfei who couldn't resist the question in Song Ran's eyes, and took the lead to look away.

Song Ran silently sandwiched a piece of pork ribs for Shen Wenfei, unable to hold back the slight smile on the corner of her lips.

Shen Wenfei raised his eyes and glanced at him. In just a short glance, feelings surged, so there was no need to say anything.

The author has something to say: Sweet or not~ Qin Gu: I said that I am the number one matchmaker in Shen Song, do you have any objection?