Picking the stars

As soon as the weather cooled down, Song Er was like an enemy.

Pei Ji is quite calm, anyway, it's useless to worry, she simply relaxes and does what she should do.

It's a pity that Feng Han didn't let her go because of her peace of mind. In a cold air swept, Pei Ji caught cold and was hospitalized again. While Song Er was anxious, he reflected on what was still not in place.

Of course, it goes without saying that even a trace of cold wind can't come in. The professor is also very thick, and he avoids staying outside to the greatest extent, and there is almost no possibility of catching a cold.

Finally, Song Wei judged that it was useless to guard against the cold in the severe winter.

So at this moment, Pei Ji was bathed in the warm sunshine of the southern hemisphere.

She was sitting on the rocking chair under the eaves, holding a book in her hand, but did not look at it. Her eyes fell on the grass in front, and a bird was walking on the grass.

Pei Ji couldn't call this kind of bird, but thought it was very beautiful. It flew over ten minutes ago, first landed on a branch, and then jumped onto the grass. The grass was very luxuriant, almost without its legs.

The bird walked a few steps, stopped, bowed its head and pecked on the ground a few times, not knowing whether it had pecked a bug or something, it raised its head and made a swallowing motion.

Pei Ji watched quietly, his expression calm. There were a few piano sounds from the house behind him.

Pei Ji's attention was attracted by the music. She listened carefully, but there were only a few notes. Song Wei stopped after pressing a few times on the piano.

It should be a bottleneck. Pei Ji thought, she went to see the bird, just in time to see the bird flapping its wings and flying away.

Well, there is probably no chance to see you again. Pei Ji watched it go and smiled suddenly.

Song Er said he would give her a gift.

Pei Ji was full of expectations.

She couldn't guess what it would be. They had been in this warm place for almost half a month. Song Er was in the piano room when he had time, and occasionally went out, but it didn't take long to leave.

All Pei Ji could see was Song Wei creating a new song. She wondered if Song Wei wanted to give her a song.

But Song Er had already sent her the song, although Pei Ji would be as happy as when he received it again, but she felt that Song Er would not send her the same thing twice.

What could it be?

Pei Ji guessed aimlessly, she put down the book and walked into the room.

At first, when Song Wei proposed to go to a warm place to pass the winter, Pei Ji was very reluctant, because she thought it would be very boring and would do nothing. Just staying in a warm place would definitely be very boring.

But Song Wei insisted that Pei Ji had no choice but to listen to her.

She arrived here reluctantly, only to find that she was not as boring as she had imagined. She can still do part of the work, and she can also basking in the sun as she does now, watching a bird relaxedly, calm and at ease, which unexpectedly makes her like. The only problem is that a long life like this will definitely consume people's will.

To give her a gift, Song Ye said on the first day he came here.

At that time they had just packed their luggage, and Song Wei made two cups of tea, and they sat under the eaves. It happened to be raining that day, the rain curtain was dense and woven, and the sound of water droplets hitting the grass was very nice. Song Er suddenly said, "I want to give you a gift."

Pei Ji immediately had anticipation, and no longer watched the rain, but looked at Song Wei with all his attention. Song Er asked again: "What do you like?"

Pei Ji was puzzled: "What are you going to do?"

Song Wei seemed to be stupid by her, and sighed: "I want to make sure where to give you the gift. I want you to open the gift where you like."

After she finished speaking, she gave her a few more options: "The beach, the castle, the garden, or something else?" Pei Ji thought for a while: "The beach."

It has been almost half a month now, and Pei Ji's expectation value is increasing day by day, and Song Ye still did not give her a gift.

The door of the piano room was open, and Song Er was sitting on the piano bench with a piece of paper and a pen on the piano cover.

Pei Ji stood at the door, looking at Song Ye's back.

She casually pressed one hand on the piano key, looking out the window with her eyes.

A little bird flew out the window, and the one that Pei Ji just saw was just the same species, maybe it was it.

The little bird jumped a few times on the windowsill, then fluttered, and flew into the vast blue sky.

Song Wei didn't know what was thinking, Pei Ji saw that the corners of her face and lips were slightly tilted. Pei Ji didn't say a word, she stood by the door and looked at her with a smile.

The notes under Song Er's fingers gradually became tuned, and he played a little bit.

Pei Ji has heard every song of Song Ye. She feels that the style of this song is very different from her previous style. Just a short paragraph she heard gives her a sense of holiness and destiny. It's like a certain song, but it's like a symphony atmosphere. Song Er stopped, took the paper, wrote the last few notes on it, and completed the score.

She thought for a while, and put on the last note, theweddingofpei&song.

Putting down the pen, Song Ye Yuguang saw Pei Ji, she turned the music over, took a book on the side and covered it, smiling at Pei Ji: "Did the bird just now be the one you saw outside? The one?"

"It's possible." Pei Ji walked to her, her gaze on the sheet music under the book.

There was a touch of tension in Song Er's eyes. She stood up naturally pretending to be, and took Pei Ji's hand and walked out: "I'm tired from sitting, you accompany me to go outside." Pei Ji followed her out and walked. At the door, she looked back at the music score under the book. The exposed corner of the music score was slightly fluttered by the wind.

Although Song Er only played a few short clips, at that moment, Pei Ji suddenly became smarter.

She knew what Song Er was going to give her.

She looked at Song Er who was walking in front and took her out, and decided not to tell Song Er that she had guessed it.

She is not just looking forward to this gift, she is waiting for it to come with a pious, grateful and hot heart. More than a week later, Pei Ji received a call from Sun Peiye.

Sun Peiye was both emotional and happy, and said: "Congratulations...\"

Pei Ji was stunned for a moment, and the voice of her master's mother rang on the phone: "I can't say it! I want to..." She deliberately suppressed her voice, as if she was talking about a very mysterious thing, before she finished talking on the phone. Hung up.

After a few minutes, Sun Peiye sent a message: "I just called the wrong number."

Pei Ji was taken aback, but quickly realized that Song Er should send the invitation. It should be the teacher who received the invitation. The teacher told Teacher Sun about this matter. Before he finished speaking, Teacher Sun happily called her to congratulate her. I was wearing it, so I had to send a message to cover it up.

Pei Ji's hand holding the phone tightened, making it difficult to breathe with tension.

If the invitation has been sent, the date has already been set, what day will it be?

Song Er went out frequently and came back late for a few days, looking very tired, but she was always in high spirits. In order to appear that she didn't know, Pei Ji naturally asked where Song Wei had gone.

Song Wei said: "I was suddenly interested in symphony. I met an orchestra and participated in the arrangement of a piece of music." Pei Ji pretended to believe: "Oh, then I want to listen."

Song Er laughed: "Okay, when the line is ready, I will let them play for you."

She was too tired, leaning sideways on Pei Ji's shoulder, and said vaguely: "You will like it." She fell asleep after speaking.

Pei Ji could feel Song Er's mood gradually rising, but a few days later, she suddenly fell down and seemed a little worried.

Pei Ji asked her, but she didn't say anything.

After asking a lot, Song Wei sighed and said mysteriously, “I’m preparing a gift for you. At first, I was confident that you would like it, but now I’m worried that you don’t like it, or , I did not do my best."

\"No, I like everything you give me." Pei Ji said immediately.

Song Wei smiled, and said sadly: "I knew you would say that, it's not objective at all."

Pei Ji didn't know what to say, she thought, love can't be objective.

That day will come soon.

It was a very bright sunny day, and the weather was so good that the air was full of the sweet fragrance of flowers.

Song Wei was very beautiful that day. She was wearing a long dress and her slender legs were so white that she was almost transparent. She took Pei Ji to the beach.

Pei Ji was very nervous along the way. She imagined how she should show the surprise when she saw the gift. She even regretted it a little and shouldn't guess. If she didn't show enough surprise, Song Yan might be disappointed. But when she arrived, she found that her worries were completely unnecessary.

She doesn't have to worry about anything at all, instinct will react for her.

When they arrived at the dressing room of the beach villa, Song Wei smiled and asked her: "Did you guess it?"

Obviously, he hadn't seen the wedding scene or put on a beautiful wedding dress. With just this sentence, Pei Ji's eyes started to feel hot, and she nodded.

"Silly Professor." Song Er's voice was soft.

This is a beautiful wedding, the soft beach, the sound of the waves are far away, the seabirds fly freely on the sea, the sky and the sea are blue, and they form a line in the distant sky.

The scale of the wedding was small, with fewer than 20 guests present, and Song Wei only gave invitations to their friends and relatives.

Pei Ji put on her wedding dress and arrived at the scene first. The band was playing cheerful music. She saw Sun Peiye and his wife and the dean talking together, Xia Qingchong waving her hand, and a few of Song Wei’s relatives and friends. They were all seen by Peiye. Before, they all wore very formal and ceremonious clothes to attend this love-only wedding.

The host looked at the time and announced the beginning of the wedding.

The conductor of the band made a gesture, but it was not a wedding march. Pei Ji heard that this was the piece written by Song Er.

The piano sounded far away, and the cello that followed was holy and dreamy, like the door of fate opened, lingering in my ears for thousands of times.

When Song Er appeared at the end of the red carpet holding his father's arm, Pei Ji's eyes immediately turned red.

She thought she had known that this wedding would be held a long time ago, and she was mentally prepared enough, but she was moved at this moment, but she was completely unable to prepare. She looked at Song Er intently, hearing no other voices, and seeing no other people. , Only her bride approaching her can be seen.

Song Er is so beautiful, and all the languages ​​in the world seem barren.

She walked to Pei Ji's body, Song Juoming handed her daughter into Pei Ji's hands, Song Jue's smile was a bit shy, she looked at Pei Ji's eyes, and Pei Ji saw tears in her eyes.

Song Jueming sat next to Xia Qing and held Xia Qing's hand. Xia Qing's face was full of tears, but he smiled very relievedly.

Pei Ji and Song Wei shook each other's hands, swearing to be loyal to each other, to love each other, and to stay with each other for a lifetime under the witness of relatives and friends and the blue sky.

This is the gift Song Yi prepared for Pei Ji, starting with their love and ending with the end of life.