Picking the stars

Song Wei became worried. She had been in a calm mood ever since she decided to have the operation, as if she had struggled for a long time on another road, and finally returned to her original path.

But at this time, the night before the operation, she was held in her arms by Pei Ji, and she was inevitably afraid of the 35 percent possibility.

Pei Ji did not agree to her, but he did not say categorically that she would never forget her, like many romantic movie plots.

"Don't say such a thing." She simply stopped her, and then covered Song Er's eyes, "Don't think about it, sleep."

The palm of her hand was warm, the softness unique to a girl, and she vacantly covered Song Er's eyes, wanting her to close her eyes.

Song Wei blinked on the palm of her hand, and her long eyelashes swept across the palm of Pei Ji's hand, itchy. Pei Ji said again: "Sleep."

She actually had a lot to say, worried, reluctant, and afraid, but she closed her eyes obediently.

The hand covering her eyes withdrew, went around behind Song Er's head, and stroked her hair regularly.

It didn't take long for Song Er to really feel sleepy. Her eyelids grew drowsy, and she was resting on Pei Ji's arm, and her sleepiness gradually became thicker.

When she was half-dreaming and half-awake, Song Er suddenly felt uneasy, struggling to be sober, opened her eyes and shouted, "Professor."

Pei Ji's voice is in his ears: "Don't be afraid, go to sleep."

Song Er closed her eyes again. This time, she put herself into a deep sleep with peace of mind. Before she lost consciousness, she seemed to hear the professor sigh.

She wanted to ask what was going on, why was she sighing, but her drowsiness grew thicker, she couldn't open her eyes and fell asleep.

When he woke up the next day, Pei Ji had already gotten up. Song Wei called her name and heard that Pei Ji responded to her not far away.

Xia Qing and Song Jueming arrived soon.

Pei Ji greeted them and left the ward to find out about the situation with Li Shengbai.

Xia Qing only had a face-to-face meeting with her, knowing that this was Professor Pei Ji, who Song Er likes. She took a look and said with a smile: "Professor Pei, I have heard of the name for a long time."

I didn't say anything else.

Today, no one is in the mood to greet or do anything else. Everyone’s attention is focused on the operation, and they are all hung up. They all comfort each other with a strong smile, so that the other person is not afraid, and they pray a thousand times in their hearts. Ten thousand times, it must go smoothly.

After twelve o'clock, Li Shengbai came over. Wearing a normal white coat, he asked Song Wei a few questions, learned about her current physical condition, and then asked him to prepare for the operation.

Pei Ji was also there, and she took time off to accompany Song Er.

If it was before, she probably wouldn't ask for leave, because her absence in the hospital would not affect the outcome of the operation. This type of operation would take a long time, and she was waiting in the hospital, which was a waste of time.

But now, she didn't think about it at all. She just arranged the work in an orderly manner and told her assistant that she would have something to do in the next few days and would not come to the institute. Don't contact her for non-urgent matters, and wait until she goes back.

At one o'clock in the afternoon, the door of the operating room was closed, and the operation indicator on the door was lit.

Pei Ji sat on a chair outside the operating room, Xia Qing sat beside her, Song Jueming paced back and forth outside the door, and after ten minutes, he said, “Don’t be afraid, don’t be afraid. We young men have always been lucky. , Nothing will happen."

But after he finished speaking, his frowning brows didn't stretch at all. On the contrary, he closed his mouth suddenly, lowered his face, and continued to pace as if he was afraid of committing a taboo.

Xia Qingjing sat still, her mind seemed to be blank, she didn't think about anything, she just sat in a trance, and when she recovered, she found that her mind was filled with the cute appearance of Song Er when she was a child. When was she first? I laughed again, when would I call my mother, when would I learn to walk, how old would I be interested in music?

Song Jueming also sat down, but it seemed that he was taut all over, staring at the door of the operating room, as if he would rush over as soon as the door was opened.

After two o'clock, Shen Zhizhou also came, but she still had something to do. After waiting for a while, she left on the phone.

The weather was very hot, the air conditioner was turned on in the hospital, and the air was a bit dry. The assistant lady went to buy water, and everyone distributed a bottle.

Pei Ji took the water, but didn't drink it.

"Xiao Wei has made us worry very much since childhood." Xia Qing said suddenly, and Pei Ji turned to look at her.

Xia Qing's lips were dry and her face was ugly. Seeing Pei Ji looking at her, she smiled at her, her smile dry, as if forced out. She went on to say: "Even the most rebellious adolescence is passed smoothly."

Pei Ji felt that at this time, she should say something out of politeness, and Xia Qing's appearance also seemed to need to be distracted, so she said, "Is that so?"

Xia Qing nodded immediately: "Yes."

It can be seen that she totally unconsciously said whatever she thought of: "You know that when you go to middle school, children will grow up suddenly, and they are curious about everything. While I was worried that Xiaoli would break his studies, I was afraid of myself. I didn’t do a good job and I didn’t become an enlightened mother. But for the entire six years of middle school, the young man was very good and didn’t do anything to worry about us adults. Once, I asked her, baby, if there are any boys in the school. Is the child chasing you?"

Song Jueming at the side was pale, and when he heard this, a smile appeared on his face. Obviously he knew about it, but before the smile appeared, he disappeared, and he looked at the door of the operating room worriedly.

Xia Qing said softly: "Xiao Wei showed a very distressed expression, with some incomprehension, and complained to me, yes, they always stuff letters into my desk, don't they need to read? ?"

After she finished speaking, she laughed, as if Song Er said this sentence is very interesting.

Pei Ji didn't understand what was funny, she thought Song Er was right, but she couldn't help but smiled.

After Xia Qing said this, she suddenly became quiet again. She looked at the door of the operating room and said lowly: "Why is it still not good, why is it so long."

"This kind of surgery is a long time." Pei Ji told her.

Xia Qing gave a "Oh" and nodded: "Yes, too."

At five o'clock in the afternoon, the door of the operating room was still closed, and there was no movement. Song Jueming stood up anxiously and began to pace and circle again.

In the long corridor, there was silence, only the sound of his footsteps, constantly ringing, was exceptionally clear.

"Don't go!" Xia Qing suddenly became angry.

Song Jueming stopped and was yelled. His already tense nerves seemed to have been dialed, and his emotions rose. He and Xia Qing looked at each other for a while, Xia Qing's eyes were very red. Song Jueming's anger was completely dissipated, and only the feeling of waiting powerlessness was left. He sat down and patted Xia Qing's shoulder. He wanted to say something to comfort him, but he didn't even have the strength to speak.

Pei Ji didn't have any mood swings from beginning to end. He looked calm, so calm that he was a bit cruel in the eyes of outsiders.

The assistant brought the meal, no one was in the mood to eat, Song Jueming persuaded Xia Qing to take two bites, but he didn't even move.

The sky darkened a little bit, the lights were on in the corridor, Pei Ji's eyes were drooping, and no one knew what she was thinking. Xia Qing couldn't help but remember that Song Er had said that Pei Ji was very dull.

But she felt that, I am afraid that it is not just dull, but it is definitely not indifferent to Xiaoyou. If it is indifferent, how can I sit here for a long time.

Xia Qing didn't think too much, after all, before Song Erping came out of the operating room safely, there was no point in thinking about it.

By eight o'clock, the operation had been in progress for seven hours. The door of the operating room does not know when it will open.

More and more suffering, more and more intolerable.

But Pei Ji never changed. She didn't speak, nor drank water, and the lunch box filled with dinner was still the same as before, and she had not opened it.

She just sat there, barely changing her position, seeing no worries, and as calm as if she was staying here, just a perfunctory.

Being oppressed by powerlessness, fear and fear, waiting until this time, no matter how calm people are, it is inevitable that people will not be able to maintain their rationality.

Xia Qing couldn't help but feel a little angry when he saw Pei Ji's calm appearance all the time, thinking that Xiao Wei liked her so much, but she was so indifferent.

Seeing that the family didn't eat much, the assistant sent a new one and persuaded him to eat a little bit. After all, I don't know how long the operation will take. People waiting outside must keep their strength.

Xia Qing opened the lunch box and forced herself to swallow a few mouthfuls. She turned to look at Pei Ji, and saw that Pei Ji was scooping rice with a spoon. She held the spoon very tightly, but her hand was shaking so badly that she couldn't scoop it up.

Xia Qing was taken aback for a moment, and called out, "Professor Pei."

Pei Ji raised his head and looked at her. His expression was still very calm. There were some doubts in his eyes, as if he was asking Xia Qing what is the matter.

Xia Qing felt very sad for some reason. She was about to speak when the door of the operating room suddenly opened.

Pei Ji stood up straight, put the lunch box on his lap and knocked it over, but no one cared about it anymore.

Xia Qing almost rushed over. She stared at Li Shengbai until Li Shengbai nodded, and Xia Qing cried with joy against Song Jueming.

Pei Ji stood behind them, his eyes passed through these people, and looked into the operating room. There was only one thought in his mind that the operation was successful.

She smiled, but tears fell.

Song Er was sent back to the ward, she was still asleep. Pei Ji sat on the edge of the hospital bed and looked at her quietly. She clearly felt a great joy rolling in her heart. She had never been so happy before.

But this moment of joy passed. She looked at Song Ye’s pale face and looked at the various medical equipment on her body. She felt a boring feeling in her heart. She involuntarily raised her hand, and her fingertips touched Song Ye’s face. Touched lightly.

For the next time, Pei Ji stayed by Song Er's side.

Song Er has not been awake, and after the general anesthesia, he is still in a coma.

It will take some time for her to accumulate energy and recover before she can wake up.

Xia Qing and Song Jueming had also been in the ward. On the second night, they were too tired to sit still, so they went to rest under the persuasion of the doctor.

But before leaving the hospital, he stayed in the nursing room next door.

Pei Ji doesn't seem to be tired. From the outsiders' view, her state in these two days is probably a robot that does not worry, is not afraid, or is not tired, walking through a fixed procedure, maintaining a predetermined state.

She was sitting on the chair by the bed, her eyes always on Song Er. For twenty-four hours, she only did one thing, which was to concentrate on waiting for Song Er to wake up, and then let Song Er see her.

She didn't know why she would do this. Using Pei Ji's logic, she would wake up if she waited, so her waiting would be meaningless.

But she still stayed in front of the hospital bed. She thought she wanted to do it, and she thought Song Er would like her to do it.

The curtains of the ward were not closed, and the night sky outside could be seen. The weather tonight was very good, and it was rare to see many stars.

But Pei Ji didn't pay attention at all, because Song Wei was awake.

She opened her eyes.

Pei Ji's calm heart seemed to have been thrown into a stone, and ripples spread out in circles. She hurriedly rang the nurse's bell.

Song Er's consciousness was still a little hazy, she blinked, and then found someone beside her. She turned her head and looked over, only to see a very vague shadow.

The vague shadow reached out and turned off the light, leaving a dark one to let her eyes adjust to the light.

Song Er said: "Professor." But his voice was so low that he couldn't hear him clearly.

But Pei Ji heard it unexpectedly. She asked, "Is it better?" After the question, she answered by herself, "It should be still uncomfortable, no need to speak."

So dumb, Song Er listened, couldn't help but want to laugh, but was so weak that he couldn't even laugh.

Her eyes gradually became clear, as if a layer of gauze was removed, and Pei Ji's appearance came into her eyes.

She was the same as she saw at the dinner party that went wrong last winter. She is tall, and her chin is exactly at the level of her eyes. If she wants, she can kiss her without stepping her feet or bowing her head. Forehead.

Her eyes are bright and clean, as if she has never cared about the people and things that have hurt her. She is always clear and kind.

Her nose is high and her lips are very soft. When she is not smiling, the corners of her lips are flat, which looks a bit alienated and indifferent, but once the corners of her lips are raised, they are so gentle.

She was the same she had seen before, neither fat nor thin, but her favorite appearance.

Tears slid down unconsciously, and Song Wei's eyes were locked tightly to Pei Ji, as if he could never see enough.

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I think you are very anxious to break the mirror, don't worry, it's still early.

In order to let the kitten see her professor on the 520th day, I worked very hard, but it still didn't work.

Then, 521 is happy, happy every day.