Picking the stars

In the past few days, Pei Ji sometimes took Song Wei downstairs for a walk. The public security in the community is very good. Most of the people living here are the same researchers as Pei Ji, and there are also lecturers and professors from some schools. The environment is quiet and the neighbor relationship is simple.

Today is Song Er's first time to pick her up from get off work downstairs. Her emotions have been very unstable these days, as if she has locked herself up, unwilling to communicate, and unwilling to show her vulnerability.

Pei Ji was very happy to see her take the initiative to come out of the house. She approached Song Er and heard her calling her professor, with a smile in her voice.

Pei Ji also followed with some slight happiness, she first looked at Song Er's eyes. Song Er's eyes were clean, his pupils were light amber, and there was a small black mole under his eyes. She seemed to be in a good mood, with a smile in her eyes, and even the small moles under her eyes looked much more lively.

Pei Ji's mood also followed Shu. She was about to talk, but saw that the smile in Song Ye's eyes disappeared. Song Ye asked: "Pei Ji, are there any guests?"

She changed her slogan to Pei Ji, although the smile in her eyes disappeared, but the smile in her voice seemed to deepen a bit, with a sense of intimacy.

Pei Ji was stunned for a moment. Then he remembered Lu Man and said, "Yes, Lu Man is here."

Song Er immediately smiled and said, "Miss Lu, hello." Then he said Pei Ji again, "Ms. Lu is coming, why don't you tell me in advance, there is no preparation at home."

Pei Ji didn't think that Lu Man needed special preparation for coming home, so he said, "It's okay."

Lu Man watched from the side and didn't speak. At this moment, he smiled and said: "I'm taking the liberty to interrupt. I want to borrow a set of books from Pei Ji, because I was in a hurry, so I followed."

Her voice is soft, not the sweetness of a little girl, but a natural and intellectual softness, and her words are more polite and polite.

Song Er pursed his lower lip and said nothing.

Pei Ji opened his mouth: "Go upstairs."

Lu Man was very considerate. When he entered the elevator and talked with Pei Ji, he would bring Song Er with him, but he would not ask Song Er what happened to his eyes or when Pei Ji met a new friend. Why did she not know. These kinds of words are inquiring about privacy, or provocative.

She is like the perfume she left in the car, mature and gentle, intellectual and considerate, as if there is no aggressiveness, but she is in control of the situation steadily.

Song Wei stood next to Pei Ji, she involuntarily grabbed Pei Ji's wrist and yelled, "Pei Ji."

Pei Ji glanced at her, didn't say anything, but habitually held the side of Song Ye that didn't hold the guide cane.

Lu Man saw it, smiled, and said nothing. Song Wei couldn't see it, but he could feel it. Lu Man seemed to be saying, "The kid is playing tricks."

Her heart sank sharply and she was about to speak.

The eighth floor is here.

Pei Ji opened the door, helped Song Wei to enter, and then turned around and said to Lu Man: "I will look for the book for a while, you can wait outside."

This set of books was bought by Pei Ji while visiting the bookstore with Lu Man a long time ago. Her bookshelves are always being updated. Books that have been read or disliked will be put in the box.

Pei Ji's things are all neat and orderly. She knows where to put them, but being weighed down by a heavy book, it takes a little effort to take them out.

Lu Man smiled and said, "Okay, you go."

Pei Ji didn't leave right away, and didn't go to the study until he helped Song Er to the side of the sofa.

As soon as she left, neither of the people in the living room spoke. Lu Man even walked in without interest, sat down, and stood directly at the door.

There were some slight noises in the study from time to time, and Song Wei suddenly said: "I heard that Miss Lu has known Pei Ji for more than ten years." Her tone was very flat and casual, completely different from when Pei Ji was there.

Lu Man saw the guitar leaning on the side of the chair, and then looked at the part of Song Er's eyebrows exposed outside the mask.

Song Wei didn't hear her response, so he chuckled slightly and said, "How many years can life be?"

Lu Man listened to her voice and confirmed her identity.

She did not laugh, but sighed, nodded, and said, "Yes, life can last for several years. Miss Song is smarter than me and faster than me. My ten years are not as short as you." Just a few weeks, or months."

She doesn't know when Pei Ji met Song Ye, but she is different from Pei Ji, who lives in seclusion in the old forest in the mountains. She can watch movies, watch dramas, and watch variety shows. Of course, she knows who Song Ye is. Song Ye's voice is very recognizable, and the part of her eyebrows exposed outside also makes people feel familiar. The guitar shows that this person understands music, and it matches the identity of Song Ye's singer.

Song Er has been missing for more than four months, nearly five months. Lu Man judged that they would not know each other longer than this.

Such a short period of time is worth more than ten years for Lu Man. Lu Man did not want to admit it, but had to admit it. Pei Ji is different to Song Er, unlike anyone else.

Song Wei was not surprised that she recognized her, nor did she think that Lu Man's words were showing weakness. She listened quietly and waited for Lu Man to continue.

Sure enough, Lu Man asked her back: "You are smarter than me and faster than me, but why are you so unconfident?"

These words made Song Wei's hands on her knees clenched suddenly, her heart seemed to be immersed in ice water, suffocated and cold.

The footsteps on the left were far and near, and Song Wei turned his head and looked over, but there was nothing and could not see.

She can only listen.

"Here you are." Pei Ji said.

Then came the voice from the book, accompanied by Lu Man's laugh: "It's still so new, haven't you seen it?"

"Look." Pei Ji said simply.

Then there was the rapid turning of the pages, and Lu Man said again: "Yes, I did." It was she who was turning the book, probably the notes inside.

Song Er was half a distance away from their living room. She can’t see it, so she doesn’t know what expression Pei Ji uses to talk to Lu Man, or whether Pei Ji looks at her, if she has seen it, what kind of eyes she uses, if not, then her gaze is always on Is it on Lu Man?

Song Wei knows that she should speak. She has strong social skills. She has dealt with so many people of all kinds. She knows how to behave appropriately, not like a young boy with teeth and claws. girl. But she seemed to be exhausted, unable to say anything.

"Pei Ji, these books are too heavy. I came by your car. Can you send it to the intersection outside the community, where it is easy to take a taxi." Lu Man said again.

Song Er's heart tightened, and then she heard Pei Ji say: "Okay."

Then, the door was opened.

Then, the door was closed.

Song Er's eyes widened slightly, and she yelled, "Pei Ji."

no respond.

Called again: "Professor."

There was no response.

Song Er felt like he was being struck by a knife.

Lu Man got in the car, Pei Ji started the car and drove to the intersection outside the community, which only took five minutes at most.

Lu Man was holding the book, and she suddenly asked, "Does Song Er dislike cats?"

Pei Ji didn't understand why she asked this. He looked forward and replied, "She likes it."

Lu Man breathed a sigh of relief, but then Pei Ji said: "But she is allergic to cat hair."

Lu Man opened her mouth and closed it again, feeling uncomfortably uncomfortable. She was silent for a while, and the car had left the gate of the community. Soon she would get out of the car and come to Pei Ji next time and have to find a new reason.

Lu Man felt that she was too impulsive, but she still asked in one breath: "Do you know who Song Er is? How did you meet? Why is she in your house? When will you take care of her?"

Pei Ji didn't answer any of these four questions, because she didn't think they had anything to do with Lu Man. She thought Lu Man was very strange today, and so was Song Er. They were like two people on the verge of losing control.

Pei Ji didn't like this feeling very much.

She parked the car at the intersection. Lu Man did not move, nor did she look at Pei Ji. Instead, she turned her head to look at the street where people outside the car came and said, "Xiao Ji, you and Miss Song..." are not people from the world. .

Lu Man wanted to remind Pei Ji, but when the words came to her lips, she still couldn't say it.

"Then, goodbye." She looked at Pei Ji, smiled, pushed the car door and left.

When Pei Ji returned home, Song Wei still sat in his original position. Hearing the movement, he muttered: "I'm so hungry, I want to eat."

Pei Ji originally wanted to ask her if she didn't like Lu Man, but she said that she was hungry, so Pei Ji went to the kitchen.

After dinner, Song Er offered to take a walk.

The summer night comes late. After six o'clock, the dusk had not completely receded. The sky was half-bright and half-dark, and one side burned a fiery red piece, and on the other side, the moon was almost halfway.

In that green meadow, there are several old professors who are familiar with Pei Ji, walking slowly with their partners. They saw Pei Ji and greeted her with a smile from a distance.

These days, Professor Pei would take the blind lady next to her for a walk downstairs. Those professors are used to it, and they would greet them when they got close.

Pei Ji led Song Wei to walk slowly by the pond.

Song He didn't take the blind cane or let Pei Ji support her, but instead, he took the initiative to take Pei Ji's arm, and they walked very slowly.

Song Wei listened to the rustle of the wind blowing over the trees, the footsteps of Pei Ji and her mixing together, and the occasional sound of birds flapping their wings. She asked, "Professor, what is it like here?"

She stopped and listened intently.

Pei Ji saw that there was a big rock by the pond, which was used as a landscape and as a resting place, so he helped Song Wei to go there. Although Song Wei stopped, but Pei Ji let her go, she still followed her obediently.

"Sit." Pei Ji said.

Song Wei lowered his body, touched it, touched the hard rock, and sat down.

Behind her is a pond. The water in the pond fluctuates one after another, and the mid-air Caixia is reflected in the water. Song Wei sits in this background, quietly, invisible with eyes, but her face is very quiet. She didn't smile, but she didn't smile at all. Not serious.

After a while, Song Er said again: "Professor, tell me about it." The soft voice seemed to be acting like a baby.

Pei Ji sat down next to her, and their bodies were next to each other. Song Wei stiffened, but quickly relaxed again. She laughed: "Tell me, I like it here very much, I want to remember."

The wind blew over, carrying the heat waves of the day. The breath of midsummer is so strong, the insects in the grass carry the breath of life, and the tide of water vapor in the pond is not annoying.

Summer is the most vigorous. The dark green messy leaves, the unruly growing vegetation, and the madly scorching heat are more savage and vigorous than the spring when everything is resurrected.

This is Song Yi's first blind summer. It may be the only one, and it may be the last summer of his life.

Song Wei smiled, her smile was like summer, beautiful, fragile and pale.

Pei Ji looked at her. She felt that Song Wei was like a pool of water that was about to boil under the blazing sun. Her emotions continued to accumulate depression and reached a critical point where she was about to explode.

She was silent for a while and told Song Er: "I don't want to say."

Song Wei was startled, as if she was surprised, her smile disappeared, her blind eyes stared at a place in a daze, suddenly depressed and low.

Pei Ji found that the threshold that was about to explode had disappeared, and Song Er's mood seemed to be suppressed to the end. Pei Ji suddenly felt very irritable.

Just when she thought Song Er would not speak anymore, Song Er suddenly raised his head: "Professor, what do you think of Lu Man?"