Picking the stars

A dull and abrupt sound of the piano rang, echoing in the studio in the empty theater, it was Pei Ji who accidentally hit the piano.

Song Er finally let go of her.

Pei Ji opened her eyes, her eyes seemed to contain water vapor, her eyes were misty, and she looked at Song Wei quietly with a touch of loss after hesitating.

Song Er is really afraid of ruining her, but he likes the emotionally ignorant professor to be bad because of her.

They stayed here for too long, and the next play was just half an hour later, and the staff came to clear the scene.

When they walked out of the theater, Pei Ji hadn't spoken, and people gradually recovered from the indulgence.

Song Wei clenched her hand, closed her eyes, and allowed Pei Ji to take her away like the time she was blind.

The sound of cars passing by, the voice of passing passers-by talking, and all kinds of unknown noises. Song Wei pricked his ears to listen, and Pei Ji stopped suddenly.

"Bad cat." She whispered.

Song Wei opened his eyes and looked at Pei Ji, with a smile in his eyes, and asked, "Where is it broken?"

Pei Ji frowned and accused her: "My progress is fake, you don't correct me either."

The kiss she thought was not true, Song Yiming knew it, but he never corrected her. She was proud that she was smart for a long time, and she would learn from other things and catch up with her own learning progress, but the results were false. Her self-study effect was very bad and she did not go deep.

"The professor is already very good. What I just did was to expand the teaching, not the content of the formal course." Song Wei hurriedly coaxed her, but Pei Ji will not be fooled by her, muttering dullly: "Bad cat."

She also doesn't scold people. When she criticizes people, she will say a bad cat, but it itches Song Wei. She leaned over and asked, "Does the professor like bad cats?"

Pei Ji didn't answer, and turned away, but Song Wei saw that the professor's ears were red.

After the extended teaching, Pei Ji liked to kiss Song Ye very much. For the next two days, she pestered Song Ye as if she couldn’t leave her for a moment. The first thing she did when she returned to the hotel was to look at her and try to kiss her. After she found that Song Wei was not resisting, she would become more and more presumptuous, until she kissed herself and Song Wei blindly, blushing, and she couldn't bear to let go.

But no matter how she couldn't help herself, she would never do anything frivolous to Song Er when there were people.

On the last day, they visited an art gallery and saw many famous paintings. Pei Ji didn't know much about art and was not interested, but Song Yi liked it. She came with Song Yi.

For the paintings on display on the wall, Pei Ji can only judge which genre is based on some basic knowledge learned in previous school, but she does not know what is good, and there are even many savage styles and chaotic styles. She can't appreciate the famous paintings handed down from the world.

But Song Wei watched it with gusto, and couldn't talk loudly in the art gallery. As she watched it, she quietly introduced the origin and style of the painting to Pei Ji.

Pei Ji pretended to be very interested, but thought in her heart that if it weren't for hanging in the art gallery, she probably wouldn't know that these paintings are famous.

Later, when Song Er looked at the painting, she just looked at Song Er.

Song Ye stood in front of an exhibit, raised his head and admired it intently. Pei Ji's eyes fell on her lips. Under the light last night, Song Ye's lips were bright and fascinating.

"Professor..." Song Er's gaze was still focused on the painting, she subconsciously stretched out the corner of Pei Ji's clothes, "The sentiment of this painting is really sentimental."

"Yeah." Pei Ji replied, but he was not thinking about painting at all.

By the time Song Wei finished shopping, it was already over an hour later, at the exit of the art gallery, Pei Ji made sure to her: "Don't you watch it?"

"It's finished." Song Er replied, a little surprised why she asked so.

Pei Ji nodded: "Okay." He took Song Er's hand, hurried to the street to stop the car, and went back to the hotel. As soon as she entered the room and closed the door with her backhand, she pressed Song Er to the door.

She was very impatient, but really took control of Song Er, but restrained her irritability, as if begging her for permission, just touched her lips carefully, like a small animal, gently on her lips without any attack rub.

Song Wei couldn't help laughing, but didn't reject her, but looked up to cater to her. Pei Ji, who got permission, no longer had any scruples, and became more unscrupulous and fierce.

It wasn't until Song Wei was breathless by her, and she gently touched the back of her head, she would stop slowly, and then put her forehead against Song Wei's shoulder still intently.

"Did I teach too fast?" Song Er said helplessly. Since learning, the professor has been fascinated by kisses, it seems that he is addicted.

Pei Ji did not speak.

"Professor." Song Er touched her.

Pei Ji still didn't speak, nor did he let go of the hand holding her.

"Pei Ji." Song Wei touched her ear.

Pei Ji reluctantly called her as if he had been pressed a switch: "Song Er, kitten." His forehead was still resting on Song Er's shoulder.

Song Wei smiled, and then she called her: "Xiao Ji."

Pei Ji stopped talking again.

"Aji."

Pei Ji pursed his lips.

"Aji."

Pei Ji closed his eyes and answered her dullly: "Yeah."

Song Er didn't call her anymore.

They hugged each other like this, behind the door of the hotel, in a sunny afternoon in a foreign country.

I will return home tomorrow. Song Wei couldn't bear to refuse any intimacy from Pei Ji. She knew that after returning home, she probably couldn't be so reckless.

She was really worried that the professor would be sad when she left the professor out.

Especially, she was sad, and often wouldn't say it. She was also worried that she was so sad that the professor didn't like her and didn't want her.

"I like you so much." Song Wei said in Pei Ji's ear.

Pei Ji hugged her tightly and responded straightforwardly: "I like you too."

Song Wei touched her ears, as if coaxing a child, gently soothing her: "Be good, if you have any unhappiness in the future, tell me that you can't hide it by yourself."

Pei Ji said: "Okay."

Song Er felt more at ease now. As long as the professor doesn't hide her sadness, she can definitely comfort her in time, get out of work in time, and rush to her side.

All afternoon, they didn't go out again, and Song Ye was racing against time to pass on the sense of security to Pei Ji. Pei Ji listened to her, and Song Ye agreed to whatever she said.

Their flight was very early, so they departed very early.

Boarding the plane, there was no joy when the return journey came, but their hearts were filled with a lot of love, and they seemed to be secretive, with deep joy.

Pei Ji had planned that they should arrive home at exactly nine o'clock on Sunday night, and they would go to bed earlier, which was a jet lag. Song Er thought so too, and she secretly planned that when she got home, she didn't want to sleep alone, she wanted to move to the professor's bed.

Thinking about it this way, going home is also full of expectations.

At the end of the long flight, Song Wei got off the plane, put on sunglasses and masks, and they planned to leave the VIP passage.

She turned on the phone, and Shen Zhizhou's call came in immediately.

Pei Ji dragged the suitcase and looked back at the mobile phone in her hand. Song Wei signaled her to answer the phone and pressed the answer button.

Before she could speak, Shen Zhizhou immediately said: "Xiao You, have you got off the plane? Are you alone with Professor Pei?"

Song Er had a bad feeling and asked, "What's wrong?"

She didn't answer directly, and Shen Zhizhou didn't ask any more, she just said: "The airport is full of fans who pick up the plane. There are a lot of people. You come out later. I'm already on the way. I'll be there in ten minutes at most."

Song Er stopped. Pei Ji looked at her suspiciously, and Song Wei hung up the phone.

She knew that these things would happen sooner or later, but she didn't expect it would come so soon.

"I can't go with you." Song Wei apologized, saying every word with difficulty.

Pei Ji was stunned, and soon she nodded and asked: "What happened?"

"The fans outside are all pick-up fans." Song Er whispered.

Pei Ji gave a cry, and then said: "Okay." Finding Song Wei looking at her uneasy, Pei Ji said seriously: "I know, you told me. I'll go home and wait for you."

Song Er had been vaccinated with her, and she was mentally prepared.

Song Wei smiled reluctantly, trying to reach out and touch Pei Ji's ears to praise her, but the phone rang, and Shen Zhizhou arrived much sooner than expected.

Song Er had to endure it, answered the phone, and listened to the arrangements over there.

After hanging up, she told Pei Ji: "Be careful and send me a WeChat message when you get home."

Pei Ji said: "Okay."

After she finished speaking, she left without looking back.

At the beginning, she can't let the kitten worry, she must be very independent.

She was originally a very independent person.

Pei Ji left alone.

But when she came out and saw the dark sky outside, she stood for a while at the exit of the terminal building. Somehow, she wanted to know what Song Er was like in a place she couldn't see.

The assistant got out of the car and took the suitcase in her hand. Pei Ji sat in the back seat of the car and left the airport in the dark.

The assistant worked with Pei Ji for three years, five years older than Pei Ji, and was only responsible for handling some administrative matters for Pei Ji.

After working with Pei Ji for three years, the assistant felt that there was nothing else, but his talkative problem was cured by the professor. From the beginning, he was like Professor Pei, and now he cherishes his words like gold. The assistant feels that his image is very good. It became unpredictable.

"Is there anything important in these two days?" Professor Pei asked while sitting behind.

The assistant replied: "No." After thinking about it, he added, "There are platforms in China that broadcast the opening of the summit, and many media have also reported on the matter. The impact is great. The dean believes that the research you applied for earlier The funding should be approved soon."

He said and looked at the rear-view mirror. Professor Pei seemed to be the same as usual. What he cared about when getting off the plane was his work.

"What else?" Professor Pei asked again.

The assistant was surprised, and Professor Pei generally wouldn't ask him that way. While thinking about whether he missed something important, he replied: "There are no other major issues that you need to take care of. There are also some that are not urgent. I have made a form and sent it to your mailbox."

Professor Pei listened, and there was no movement for a while, neither talking nor doing anything. After a few minutes passed, she found a tablet from the car and started to work.

Because the usual Professor Pei's behavior is too single and too static, so she changes slightly, and people around her will soon find out.

The assistant found that the professor tonight seemed to be extraordinarily slow. She seemed to be distracted, saying two more words than usual.

More than an hour later, the car stopped downstairs at Pei Ji's house. She got out of the car and dragged her suitcase home.

Walking into the elevator, Pei Ji felt a mess in her heart. She was in the car, and she felt very messy. She wanted to do something, she wanted to say something, but she didn't feel interesting at all when she opened her mouth.

The elevator stopped on the eighth floor. She opened the door to her house and put the key in a glass bowl at the door.

The first thing she did when she closed the door, she sent a WeChat message to Song Wei to report her safety.

Song Wei answered the news very quickly. Almost as soon as she sent it out, Song Wei replied: "Go to bed early, don't wait for me."

Pei Ji knew that Song Er might come or not.

Hope it will come. Pei Ji couldn't help thinking.

But the next second, she hurriedly overthrew this idea, thinking, if time permits, she will come.

She put away the phone and looked up the room.

Of course, the house is still the way they left when they left. It is not chaotic, and it is difficult to mess up where Pei Ji is. She opened the suitcase, took the clothes to be washed, and packed up other daily necessities.

The original plan was to have a good rest tonight. But when I got home, I realized that I was not tired at all.

She packed up her suitcase and went to take a shower, probably because of the hot water. After coming out of the bathroom, Pei Ji felt a little sleepy. She lay down on the bed and wanted to ask Song Er if she was sure to come back tonight.

But while holding the phone, she couldn't click to send.

Song Wei had so many vaccinations against her. On the one hand, she was worried that she would feel uneasy. On the other hand, it should also show that she was really busy.

Then she shouldn't bother her.

After all, she herself is a busy person at work, knowing that once she gets busy, it is really difficult to notice other things.

Thinking like this, Pei Ji put down the phone, but after closing her eyes, she couldn't sleep.

Obviously she could still hug the kitten to sleep last night, and heard her say goodnight to her, but it has only been a long time since the good night is gone and the hug is gone.

Even a few hours ago, they were still together, but now she is the only one.

Pei Ji was very disappointed, but today is only the first night, and there will probably be many such days in the future. She encourages herself, is not afraid, there are many ways to help sleep.

She took out the blindfold from the drawer and put it on, and then counted the sheep in her heart.

After counting to the back, she unknowingly turned into counting kittens, and she did not fall asleep until she counted 752 kittens.

"Bad cat." Pei Ji complained in his heart.

She didn't count, got off the bed, went to Song Er's room, slept on her bed, covered her quilt, it was like being hugged to sleep by her.

It's just a pity that after they have been away for so long, the scent of Song Er remaining on the bed and quilt is so small that it can hardly be smelled.