Picking the stars

Song Er held the flower, his eyes bright as the shimmering lake under the sun. She was so sweet in her heart that she wanted to say a lot of words, but her head seemed to be feverish and messy, and her face was hot, so she could only stand blankly, unable to say anything.

Pei Ji was not satisfied with his expression.

She worked very hard, but still did not express herself completely.

And when she meets people, she wants to say that she is going to have a cat. Fortunately, she resists it, otherwise she will be looked at with strange eyes.

Also, she missed Song Yee so much that she couldn’t even focus on work, and she was impatient but not upset or sad all day long. She just couldn’t wait to wait for Song Ye to be by her side.

And the moment she saw the flower shop across the street through the glass window, the miss was suddenly suppressed, but after thinking that she could send a bunch of flowers to the kitten, the suppressed miss was like tide, rainstorm, and volcano.

There are many, many reasons why she will bring this bunch of flowers home.

But Pei Ji couldn't say it. Her level of talk only allowed her to surround the bouquet of flowers and said unfamiliarly how much she missed Song Er.

After she finished speaking, she thought with a bit of frustration that she did not perform well on the spot, so if she could not answer immediately, she would write an essay, and she would be able to express clearly one by one.

She regretted, but her expression could not keep up with the changes in her mood. She was as calm as ever, and found that Song Wei was not talking. She asked, "Don't you like it?"

Song Er hurriedly said: "I like it." She said, and hugged the words harder, trying to prove her liking with actual actions, but soon she remembered that the flowers might be crushed, and she was so busy and relieved. , Turned around and looked for a vase that could hold the flowers.

When Pei Ji took out the long, wide-mouthed cup last time, Song Er looked unsatisfied. She disliked this cup for being too delicate. But now there is no suitable substitute, she can barely make do, thinking in her heart is to buy a vase tomorrow.

Pei Ji thought it was enough to fill the cup with water and put the flowers in it, just like she did last time.

As a result, Song Er took out another pair of scissors.

She opened the bouquet, took out one by one, trimmed the branches and leaves, and cut the lower ends of the flower branches into oblique cuts. Pei Ji was watching, she felt Song Wei's cherishment of the gift she gave her, and became happy.

Because the disappointment and regret of not playing well on the spot gradually disappeared, Pei Ji's heart was left with pure happiness.

After Song Wei put all the flowers in, he reminded himself that when buying a vase tomorrow, he must remember to buy some nutrient solution.

She cleaned up the cut branches and leaves and washed them. When he came back, Pei Ji was looking at the flowers, hearing her footsteps, and looking up at her again.

Song Er thought of what she had just said, but his heart was still hot.

The brightest light is clearly on in the room, but I don't know why, the light seems to be dim, and everything except Pei Ji has become blurred.

Song Wei walked up to her, did not sit down, but stood in front of her, looking down at her.

Pei Ji met her at first, but after a long time, she turned away and looked away. Song Er held her face, told her to turn back, and continued to look into her eyes.

This kind of action brought some pressure and force, and Pei Ji felt uncomfortable, but she did not reject it. She stared into Song Er's eyes, and Song Er's eyes gradually smiled.

"Professor," she asked, "Am I your kitten?"

Pei Ji said: "Yes."

So yesterday I talked about having a cat, it was about her.

Song Er's smile was deeper, her gaze fell on Pei Ji's lips, and she stayed for a while, but she didn't dare to be presumptuous. She was afraid of repeating the same mistakes she had made in the hospital last time.

Moreover, she also wants the professor to take the initiative.

Song Wei bent down, and Pei Ji’s forehead was pressed against his forehead. There was no distance between them, and their noses were almost close to each other. Pei Ji stopped breathing. She looked at Song Wei’s eyes, and her body moved back subconsciously. But Song Er stopped her.

"Professor, you can raise me, I will be your kitten, and you can raise me forever, okay?" She said softly.

She got so close, her breath entangled, Pei Ji's whole body stiffened, only the heartbeat, as if about to jump out, she vaguely felt a kind of emptiness, Song Wei was so close to her, but she still felt she Her body is empty, and she still feels that Song Wei is not close enough to her.

Out of instinct, she stretched around Song Er's waist, Song Er straightened up, Pei Ji took advantage of the trend and hugged her tightly, pressing his face against Song Er's abdomen.

That sense of emptiness has only eased a bit.

"Okay." She replied to Song Er, relieved a lot.

Song Weiqi first put a loop around Pei Ji’s neck, then took her shoulders, gently stroking the top of her hair, and said softly: “Then we have a lifelong agreement, no one will be allowed to miss the appointment. ."

Pei Ji nodded and hugged her tighter.

Song Wei felt that the professor was new to human society and had initially learned emotions. She yearned for more and deeper contact, but couldn't help but hug her tightly, as if she wanted to rub her into her body. , Let her know how much she needs her.

They seem to have returned to their pre-operative life. Pei Ji goes to work and Song Wei stays at home. She often goes out during the day, but often goes out after Pei Ji leaves and comes back before dinner.

She bought a beautiful vase to grow flowers.

She slowly added a lot of things to the house, all in her style. Gradually, anyone who came here would see at a glance that this was a house where two people lived together regardless of each other.

She gave the things she had brought from Pei Yi's house to Pei Ji, and gave Pei Ji the key and specific address of the house of her biological father and mother.

Pei Ji thought for a long time and said, when I let go, you will tell me about Pei Yi and go to the place where I was born.

Song Yi said yes.

Shen Zhizhou urged her to go back to work as soon as possible. If she couldn't stand it, she would take some lighter notices, but she could no longer be lazy.

It's a good time to return to work. Not long after the surgery, fans are worried about her, even if they know that her surgery has been successful, they are looking forward to her appearing.

There are many passers-by who are also paying attention to this matter, waiting for her to return to the public's attention.

The enthusiasm is time-limited, and if it doesn’t come back, when the enthusiasm is over, and they have to recreate it, it may not be as good as the present, but the present is natural.

What she said made sense, but Song Er still wanted to wait until he returned from Italy.

She and the professor had agreed early in the morning, to go to Italy together, to listen to her speech, to see the small town, and if possible, to leave their shadows there and collect their memories.

Of course, Pei Ji remembered this incident. The date was next week. She asked Song Er for the certificate and handed it to her help to arrange the itinerary and accommodation.

Everything is getting better, their lives are calm and stable, but they are not calm, but full of expectations for the front at all times.

Song Er still likes cooking, but unfortunately she really has no talent in this matter, and she doesn't look good when she cooks according to the menu.

Pei Ji was still making trouble, and she had to tell her why she had to add salt at this time, what the principle was, and why such a heat should be a little bit weaker.

Her own cooking skills are not very good, but she is very keen to teach Song Er.

Song Er was going to annoy her to death, and said, "No recipe will tell you these principles. They only talk about adding salt or firing. Just follow the instructions."

Pei Ji plausibly said: "That's why you can't cook well. You don't understand and don't want to learn."

Song I was so disturbed that he felt that the professor really hated him.

But when she waited for the meal, she took the place to eat all the food that was not even up to the passing level. Although she did not praise it, she would seriously say that it was delicious.

Song Yi felt that Pei Ji was the best person in the world, not one of them.

They often take a walk after dinner.

After Song Fuming, he stopped wearing masks when he went out. She is already familiar with this community. They walked along the pond, visited Professor Sun's house, and walked slowly along the street lights.

Once they met a man who took a cat down for a walk.

A cat is a timid animal. It will be frightened when it comes to a strange place. It doesn't dare to go down to the ground, hide in the arms of its owner, with its head drooping, and its two front paws tightly hugging the owner's arms.

The owner had to keep giving it a smooth hair, praised it as the cutest kitten in the world, and hoped it could be brave.

Pei Ji looked at them several times. The cat is very beautiful, with fluffy and smooth fur, big eyes, and a small mouth and nose that are pink and tender. Just one glance at it will tell you that it looks good.

"Does it look good?" Song Er asked.

Pei Ji retracted his gaze: "It looks good."

"Oh." Song Er said indifferently.

After walking a few steps, Pei Ji found that Song Wei was wrong, she poked her wrist, and then quickly retracted. Song Er frowned and stared at her: "Why, don't bother me."

She is fierce. Pei Ji didn't speak, and after walking a few steps, she poked her wrist again. Song Er ignored her.

Pei Ji continued to poke her.

This was what she learned from Song Er that day, and found it to be very useful, every time she tried to get Song Er's attention, she did it.

Song Wei stopped, frowning tightly, eyes full of grievances, staring at Pei Ji, and asked: "You said, that cat is so cute and beautiful. After you have seen it, do you think I am A native cat."

"No." Pei Ji quickly denied, she added another sentence after she said, "The pastoral cats are also very cute, we must treat them equally."

She couldn't grasp the point at all, and Song Er was going to be mad at her again.

She can only ask more bluntly: "Who do you like more me and it?"

Pei Ji understood this time, and she couldn't help but smile. She remembered that when they went to the restaurant together, Song Wei looked at outsiders in the restaurant. Song Wei was calm and uncomfortable when talking to her. Can suppress the entire restaurant.

But now, she is struggling with a little cat who meets by the water.

I'm so angry and wronged.

"I only have you a kitten." Pei Ji had a smile on his eyes.

The kitten was satisfied and continued to move forward.

The light of the street lamp is a bit dim, and it can be seen.

The beginning of autumn has passed, the cicadas no longer sound, and the warmth of summer has turned into a cooler autumn.

This is the first turn of autumn and summer they have spent together. They are about to move from the scorching sun to the fullness of autumn. Song Ye is also looking forward to the winter and snow, looking forward to the blossoming of the city, all year round, spring, summer, autumn and winter. This season, every day, she wants to open her eyes and it is her, her dream is her, and it is her all the time.

When the home is about to arrive, they walked into the elevator, Pei Ji pressed the floor, and Song Wei stood a little behind her, watching her watch the floor changes. When the elevator door opened on the eighth floor, Pei Ji naturally led her. Yes, take her home.