Picking the stars

Song Er's voice, as well as what she said, miraculously calmed Pei Ji. She still felt bored and could not breathe, but she was no longer at a loss.

She also remembered why she was here.

She doesn't go home very much, and she doesn't often contact her home unless necessary, because she knows that there is Pei Yi, and Pei Yi will take good care of her parents and they don't need her.

She came today because Pei Yi is gone. Mom and Dad are very sad. The sadness affects sleep, spirit, and daily life. She didn't feel relieved, so come and have a look.

Pei Ji held the phone, and she looked at the chat interface with Song Ye. The chat interface of WeChat is very simple. At the top and center is Song Er's name, with its own white chat background, and Song Er's avatar is still the cat. Before today's three voices, there was a chat record from yesterday afternoon, a voice message that lasted fifty-seven seconds.

Pei Ji remembered every word Song Ye said.

In that 57-second voice, she expressed her longing and fear of going to Professor Sun's home as a guest, and told Pei Ji that she had prepared a gift, and asked the professor to help her choose when she returned home.

Pei Ji's reply is only one word, good.

She remembered that when she received this message in the locker room yesterday, she was very puzzled, wondering why Song Wei could say such a long speech. Before her, Pei Ji had never received a voice for nearly a minute.

But now, this thing that made her wonder makes her feel at ease, because Song Er needs her.

This living room is very large and the decoration is very particular, but Pei Ji feels very cold in it. Only the small chat interface on the mobile phone can give her a little peace of mind.

So, she held the phone very tightly, as if it were the only thing she had.

There was footsteps behind him, and Pei Yuan went downstairs.

Pei Ji looked at him and stood up.

Pei Yuan looked nothing unusual. He first walked to the dining table and took a look and said, "I'm all ready." He looked at Pei Ji and smiled, "Your mother is not feeling well and can't get out of bed. Aunt Liu will give her food. Serve it up, and our father and daughter will eat by ourselves."

His voice was mild, and he deliberately expressed closeness, but Pei Ji remembered the conversation he had just heard, and the feeling of dizziness and breathlessness came again.

She was very sad, but she didn't show it and said, "I won't eat, I'm leaving."

She just promised to stay, and now she is leaving again. Pei Yuan was surprised and vaguely felt that something was wrong, but he still politely kept it: "What is so important? There is no time for lunch? Dad hasn't had a drink with you yet, so now I will open a bottle of good wine. You accompany your father for a drink before leaving, okay?"

Pei Ji looked at Pei Yuan, she was silent for a while, and refused: "I want to go."

Pei Yuan was embarrassed and was not happy, so he said, "Okay, then next time."

Pei Ji did not nod, because she did not have the confidence to have the next time. Although she is slow and insensitive to feelings, she can get hurt.

Leaving his parents' home, Pei Ji drove the car and went home.

She couldn't concentrate very much. When taking the driver's license test, Pei Ji had studied the traffic laws and knew that when driving, she had to pay attention and obey the traffic rules. But now, she was a little messy and couldn't focus on the road conditions ahead.

So Pei Ji pulled the car to the side and decided to calm down for a while, and then leave when he could drive the car in accordance with the traffic laws.

She has always been good at calming down her mind.

But today, she was a little surprised. She was still unable to meditate after sitting in the car for five minutes. Pei Ji was very distressed. She looked out of the car and found that there was a park nearby, so she got out of the car and walked into the park.

At noon on the rest day, there are not many people in the park, because the summer sun is too violent.

Pei Ji didn't care, she held her mobile phone tightly in her hand and walked in the sun. Her skin is very white, and it looks even paler in the sunshine.

There were only a few people in the park, scattered in twos and threes, hiding in a cool place.

Pei Ji found an empty wooden bench under a big tree with lush foliage, and she sat down on the chair.

Even if no one is watching, she sits in an upright posture, with long hair draped over her shoulders, and her expressionless face looks difficult to approach and difficult to get along with.

She was holding her mobile phone, and in her mind, she was watching the scene of Mom and Dad playing with Pei Yi when she was a child, the kind expression of her father just now, and the categorical phrase she heard outside the door of the room: "There is only one left." , I don't want it either!", it suddenly became Song Er's 57-second voice, and she was like a kitten in her voice, let her go home quickly and let her remember to praise her.

Pei Ji held the phone tighter.

I don't know when a small milk cat appeared in the distance, and walked towards Pei Ji.

When Pei Ji saw it, everything in her mind was empty, and she was attracted by the kitten.

Cats are very alert animals and will not approach people easily. But maybe it’s because this kitten has not seen the sinister heart and is not very vigilant. The four short furry legs don’t seem to be very strong, and they wobble as they walk. They are soft and don’t care about sitting in front of them. A human being came over staggeringly.

Finally, it stopped in front of Pei Ji and looked up at her curiously.

Pei Ji immediately looked around, such a small cat, there should be a female cat nearby, but she didn't see it.

The kitten fell down and rolled, revealing a small pink pad. It looked at Pei Ji and meowed, with a weak voice and a vibrato.

Pei Ji wanted to touch it, but she resisted it. Because cats recognize each other by scent, if the kitten is stained with human scent, the timid female cat may abandon the kitten out of tension.

But the kitten looks really nice to touch. Its fur is soft. When it rolls, its head is buried in the meat pad. With its thin voice, every sound seems to scratch Pei Ji's heart.

In fact, the living environment of stray cats is very bad, and the survival rate of newly born kittens is even lower. Therefore, there are calls for adoption instead of purchase. I hope everyone can bring stray cats home.

Pei Ji doesn't want to keep a cat, because the cat will shed hair when it grows up, and she absolutely can't accept the cat's hair flying around.

She looked at the kitten with a heart-hearted, as if indifferent.

The kitten came over. She seemed to be particularly interested in this human being. She approached her, sniffed, then raised her head, and meowed again, with big eyes, full of curiosity.

Pei Ji struggled, picked up his phone, and sent Song Wei's WeChat: "Do you like cats?"

If there is one more member in the family, the consent of the other member must be obtained.

Song Er seemed to be guarding the phone, and said in seconds: "I like it!!! I like it so much!!!"

Pei Ji took this reply as consent. She was about to bend over to touch the kitten, and Song Wei said: "It's a pity that I'm allergic to cat hair."

Pei Ji suddenly regretted. She looked at the kitten, stared at her, trying to convey with her eyes that she had tried her best. The kittens in the house are allergic to cat hair, so you cannot bring the kittens outside home.

"Meow." The kitten didn't seem to understand what she meant, and yelled at her again, lowered his head and licked his paw.

Pei Ji looked at it, a little worried, and then the phone rang. It was from Song Er.

She picked it up and didn't speak. Song Er didn't speak either. There was only a very, very subtle sound of breathing, which could only be heard with full concentration. Pei Ji didn't feel embarrassed not to speak, on the contrary, she felt relieved even if she just listened to Song Er's breathing.

"Professor." Song Er said.

She rarely calls Pei Ji, usually WeChat, because she wants to talk to Pei Ji, but knows that Pei Ji is very busy, she misses her, wants to rely on her, but does not want her dependence to disturb Pei Ji .

So using WeChat allows Pei Ji to choose to ignore her and when to ignore her.

Pei Ji replied as she usually did: "Yeah." I don't know why, when Song Wei called her, the uncomfortable and grievances when she was at her parents' house all at once flooded.

But she was calm and did not reveal any emotions.

Song Wei was silent on the other end, and then said, "When will you go home? I miss you very much. I didn't have lunch when you were away."

The kitten was still there, it still looked at Pei Ji curiously, its little furry tail moved, and turned over, revealing its soft belly, as if inviting Pei Ji to touch it.

But Pei Ji's attention has been completely attracted by the kittens in the family, and he can't tell a single word.

"I'm back," she said.

She hung up the phone, she should go, but the kitten was still in front of her, rolling on the ground, so small, like a hairy ball. Pei Ji was silent for a while and asked, "Where are your parents?"

The kitten stopped and looked at her, with another meow in her faint voice.

Pei Ji looked around again and made sure that there were no other cats around. She sighed, feeling that the kitten was helpless.

Finally, Pei Ji took a picture of the kitten and sent it to the group of the research institute.

The group of the research institute is a large group of all scientific research personnel. Usually no one speaks. Occasionally, there are old professors who post links to the knowledge of life and health care for the elderly such as "smoking is harmful to health" and "the importance of work and rest regularity". .

As soon as Pei Ji's photo was put up, the whole group came alive. Everyone praised the cat for its cuteness, praised it for its big head, and it was very smart at first glance. A doctoral student cautiously retorted that the size of his head had no direct relationship with IQ, but it was ignored.

Pei Jizai counted it carefully, and there were a total of 27 people willing to adopt this kitten, and there was a heated discussion about it.

Everyone is trying their best to explain their own advantages, from the proficiency of zoology to the fact that there is a dog in the house to accompany him.

In the end, due to too many contestants and the immature competition system, it was difficult to decide the winner at a time. The dean decided to raise the kitten to the research institute and decided to allocate funds from the union to raise the kitten.

Although the contestants are not reconciled, there is no better way.

Half an hour later, a graduate student closest to the park ran over, took the kitten from Professor Pei Ji, and took it to the research institute.

Pei Ji also left the park. This time, when she drove, she was able to concentrate on the road conditions.

When I got home, it was not two o'clock in the afternoon, which was the hottest time of the day.

The temperature in the room was 28 degrees Celsius, Pei Ji entered the house, and the heat outside disappeared in no time.

Song Wei heard the sound and walked over, holding Pei Ji's cup in his hand, which contained more than half of herbal tea.

She handed the cup to Pei Ji, because it was invisible, the cup almost hit Pei Ji's arm. Pei Ji gave it a bit sideways, took it, took a sip, warm, not sweet, it was the taste and temperature that she liked the most, she drank all the herbal tea.

"Do you like it?" Song Er asked her with a smile.

Pei Ji said: "I like it." She was slightly happy, because Song Er was really waiting for her to go home, and the temperature of the herbal tea was kept deliberately.

The living room has been cleaned up and looked very comfortable.

Pei Ji remembered that Song Wei had said that she should remember to praise her, and said, "It is very clean and great."

This compliment was stubborn and unconvincing, but it made Song Wei very happy to say it from Pei Ji's mouth.

She took Pei Ji to sit down, her smile gradually disappeared, and her expression was slightly solemn. Pei Ji looked at her, they were sitting separately, about half an arm's distance apart.

"Professor..." Song He hesitated, she spoke slowly, as if she was pondering her words, "Have you had lunch?"

Pei Ji told the truth: "No."

If it was normal, she would probably only answer that way, but today, after she finished saying nothing, that kind of grievance appeared again. It is a grievance that has been unable to express and has nowhere to put it for more than 20 years.

She tried to open her mouth and confided to Song Er, but it was very difficult. She seemed to be restricted by some kind of restraint, preventing her from speaking and preventing her from speaking out. She has never been good at it, and she doesn't want to confide her to others.

Song Er sighed like no, and then like no, she said, "It's okay, I have a meal for you. It's all you like."

As she said, she stood up and wanted to give Pei Ji Zhangluo lunch. It was the takeaway that she asked the ball to pack from the hotel, and they ordered the food that the professor liked.

Obviously I can't see it, I need someone to take care of me, but I still try very hard to take care of Pei Ji.

Pei Ji looked at her, that kind of restriction disappeared without knowing why, and he could not speak. She tentatively said: "My father said, we have never had a drink together, and want to have a drink with me."

The tone was still very calm, as if it was only narrating a fact, but at the end, the voice fell slightly.

But Song Er's face changed instantly, and his voice also brought anger: "Did you drink it? Does he not know that you are allergic to alcohol?"

Pei Ji was taken aback for a moment.

Song Er didn't get a response, her lips pressed tightly, she fumbled close to Pei Ji, wanting to smell her body of alcohol.

Pei Ji did not move.

Song Er touched her body, she could only feel from the touch that it should be the professor's shoulder. She became nervous all of a sudden, and she couldn't retreat a little.

But the concern for Pei Ji eventually prevailed. She mustered up the courage, leaned down and approached Pei Ji. She leaned closer and closer, and the tip of her nose touched Pei Ji's cool skin, and Song Wei felt her breathing just beside her ears.

Pei Ji trembled, his body was very stiff, and he turned to the beginning, as if to avoid.

Song Er's heart tightened. Does she think the professor doesn't like her approaching? She must not like it, she is so cold. She was a little at a loss, but she persisted, sniffing the smell on her body.

She was sure that there was no smell of alcohol, and she was a little relieved that she hadn't drank, but then a strong sadness flooded in.

She thought, how can you like someone so much?

I like tea and rice without thinking.

I like that just listening to her voice and smelling her breath can make me happy for a long, long time.

I like to avoid her gently, and I'm afraid and afraid, for fear that she will be disgusted.

I wanted to have her until I dreamed, but at that moment, she easily made up her mind. If the professor is disgusted, she will consciously be silent and never reveal her heart.

Song Wei retreated. If nothing had happened, she smiled and said, "Very good, I didn't drink, I'll bring you food."

She turned around, but listened to Pei Ji asking suspiciously: "How do you know that I am allergic to alcohol?"

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