Picking the stars

It wouldn't be better. With Pei Ji's impoverished imagination, even if it was a dream, she couldn't dream so well.

People in the audience cheered and applauded. They spoke Chinese, and most of the people present could not understand it, but love is the lingua franca of the world. They sent their blessings to the couple and stood up.

The children on the stage shook their hands, said goodbye to them with grimace, and left.

Pei Ji noticed that the lady with long curly hair who led the children away was the one who sent Song Wei back last night.

The theater was quiet, the auditorium was dark, only a lamp was illuminated on the stage. Song Er took Pei Ji and sat on the piano bench with her.

She used her index finger to press several keys on the piano, and they popped out one by one, forming the melody she had sung just now.

Pei Ji doesn't know how to play the piano, but she has a good memory. After reading it, she remembered which keys Song Wei pressed. When Song Wei stopped, she followed her appearance and pressed it again.

The sound of the piano reverberates in this old theater.

"Did you invite all the children?" Pei Ji asked. She turned her head and looked at Song Er's profile.

The confession just now was warm, but at this time it was tender. Song Er’s face was soft and beautiful. She nodded and said, “It’s a local choir. There was no one. But when I rehearsed for the first time, a little boy who lived nearby came to play, and he sang along. , I was inspired, and I feel that adding a childish chant will make it much better and more in line with your temperament.

Song Ye did not pretend to be omnipotent, as if she could easily prepare to surprise Pei Ji, she leaned on Pei Ji's shoulder: "So, if the plan changes temporarily, I first contacted the choir and then chose the right It took a lot of time to teach them children, I'm sorry, have I neglected you in the past two days?"

She spent too much time rehearsing over and over again, trying to be perfect, wanting to make the professor happy, and wanting to leave many, many good memories.

Pei Ji said: "It's not too cold."

Song Er is Professor Pei's tenth-level interpretation expert, how could she not know her loss in these two days, but she was too tired, although she wanted to calm the professor's emotions, she was always a little powerless.

Fortunately, the result was very good. She just saw the tears in the professor's eyes and heard her say that I love you, Song Wei felt it was worth it.

"Do you know? Why did I choose the choir?" Song Wei asked with a smile, but before Pei Ji answered, she went on talking on her own. "They usually sing in churches, and the songs they sing are always With the divine brilliance, I like that feeling very much. I think you are like a person outside the sky, clean and pure, exuding your own light without knowing it."

When Pei Ji heard this, she was immediately uneasy, because she felt that she was not as good as Song Wei said.

"This theater usually doesn't have so many audiences, but it just so happens that there is a very popular drama on tour these days, and today's show has the highest attendance rate. I said okay with the theater staff, wait until the drama performance is over, I will come on stage and ask everyone to stay and give us a testimony. Fortunately, the Italian people are also very enthusiastic and happily expressed their willingness."

Song Wei talked slowly, the voice lingering in Pei Ji’s ear, Pei Ji suddenly remembered the conversation between the two girls she heard in the parking lot that day. One girl complained that her boyfriend was with her but didn’t. In a formal confession, another girl felt wronged for her.

She was still very confident at the time and felt that they were much better because they had a lifetime agreement.

But, in fact, she was no different from that boy. She couldn't even think that she should give Song Er a confession. She subconsciously felt that it was unnecessary. But just now, from when she stepped into the theater, from when she understood the surprise, when she heard the kitten look at her eyes and said that she was unswerving, she said she grew old and said I love you, she was so clear. happy.

So if she did these things, how surprised and happy the kitten would be.

"Professor." Song Wei didn't hear Pei Ji's response. He got up from her shoulders and sat upright. She found that the professor had lost the joy he had just now, her eyes dimmed, and there was no smile.

"What's wrong with you? Are you unhappy?" Song Wei asked concerned, hurriedly recalling whether he did something wrong in his mind, making the professor angry.

Pei Ji shook her head. She was silent for a while before she said: "I should do this. I should make you happy. I can't think of this. I should think that I am not good enough for you, and I wronged my little cat."

She tried hard to express her thoughts, but when she really said it, it was so messy.

Pei Ji closed her mouth and lowered her head weakly. She felt sad because she was wronged by the kitten, because she learned too slowly, she still didn’t know what makes people happy, and she couldn’t distinguish. Some things in the relationship are unnecessary, and some things seem unnecessary, but they can make people feel great joy.

She learns too slowly.

She lowered her head and fell into self-doubt, but Song Wei squeezed her face. Pei Ji raised his head and looked at her, Song Wei looked at her with helpless eyes.

Pei Ji rolled his eyes, not wanting to see Song Er's disappointed expression in her.

"When I return to China, I will go back to work. My work has no fixed place of work, and it is very busy. We may not be able to meet every day like ordinary couples. Professor, the person who will be wronged is you." Song Er Said softly.

This is obvious, but Song Er was worried that the professor would not understand. She told her in detail: "We can’t see each other often. We can only communicate with each other through mobile phones and the Internet. When you miss me, you can’t see me, maybe you will meet I’m busy, and I can’t even spare time to reply you a WeChat message. When you want to hug me, I am always absent. When you need my care, I may not be able to find out. Not only that, but when you miss me, you think very much. It's uncomfortable, and when you can't wait to appear in front of me right away, you might see me laughing and talking with people on the show, interacting with fans, seeing me laughing, surrounded by many people, as if you are the only person who is always immersed in miss At that time, you may be lonely, as if you are not loved."

Pei Ji was mentally prepared. She knew that they might not see them often, but when Song Wei described it in such detail, Pei Ji still felt flustered and fearful.

"So, do you know how scared I am?" Song Er laughed self-deprecatingly, "I want to do a lot of things so that you can feel that I love you, like a poor person depositing money in a bank, In the future, when you waver or doubt, you can take a look at your account balance and let you know that I love you very much."

"I am also afraid that I will not be able to make it public for the time being. It will make you feel that I even like you secretly. Until then, I can remind you of today. We actually fell in love under the witness and blessing of people."

When Song Wei said this, a wave of regret came up. These words were not what she wanted to say now. Now that she said it, it seemed that what she had just done was not pure, and it was full of purpose, as if it became a bondage. The means of the professor.

But this person who was obviously aggrieved was annoyed that she was not good enough for her. Song Ye was both soft-hearted and sad. She said softly, "You are very good to me. I can feel it. Don't worry, take your time. We There will be a lot of time."

Pei Ji didn't know if she had listened to it. After a while, she said, "I'm not afraid. Don't be afraid. I won't doubt you or waver."

As if worried about Song Er's unbelief, she leaned forward and kissed her.

When her lips were pressed, Pei Ji felt her heart filled. She likes to kiss the kitten like this, and she likes the feeling of being so close. She felt Song Er stretched out his hand to hug her, Pei Ji closed his eyes, and the next moment, the hand around her waist moved up and stroking the back of her neck. The kitten became very aggressive and she kissed hard. She put her tongue between her lips and pried her teeth open.

Pei Ji was flustered and lost, her body seemed to pass through an electric current, and she was so frightened that she wanted to retreat. Song Wei didn't give her any chance to shrink. She sucked her lips, held her tongue, sucked and robbed every corner of her mouth.

But the hand on the back of her neck did not forget to stroke her gently, soothing her panic.

On the one hand it is invading, on the other it is gentle, Pei Ji has no power to resist.