Picking the stars

Song Yi hasn't shown up for a long time, and hasn't interacted with fans for a long time.

The fans waited for months without any news. While worrying about Song Er’s condition, it was indeed unavoidable that the hearts of the people were getting distracted. They finally waited for Song Ye’s news. When she was successfully operated, they still did not wait for her to appear.

Until the previous two days, a news about the immunology summit was released by the official media. The sharp-eyed people found Song Ye in a photo, and then he turned to Song Ye's super talk.

Fans saw this Weibo with a high-end scientific research temperament from head to toe. While wondering if it was a petite, how did she get here, and at the same time they went to check the immunology summit with fear. What nature.

After the investigation, the whole Chaohua was in a dream about whether it was a dream, why my sister participated in such a powerful summit and did not tell us.

The composition of Song Ye's fans is very complicated. The proportions of his girlfriends and mothers' career fans are almost the same. After she lost her sight, a lot of life fans appeared. As long as she is safe and healthy, this part of fans will do everything else.

Together, several people decided to arrange noodles for Xiaoyou.

Fans from the official support club took the lead and organized fans to pick up the plane. As Song Wei was blind, the studio's style of concealing news and inaction aroused dissatisfaction among fans, and several big fans were not very active in contacting the studio to report for airport pick-up matters.

It wasn't until two hours before Song Wei landed that Shen Zhizhou knew about it and hurried over.

In four days, in addition to this city, fans from many other cities have also gathered here. The number is huge, but the discipline is very good.

Many fans came to pick up the plane. The bodyguards brought by Shen Zhizhou cooperated with the airport staff and used a human wall to make a barrier.

Song Er appeared, and the crowd boiled instantly.

Fortunately, everyone was restrained and repeatedly told her before coming. Xiao Mei flew for more than ten hours and needed a rest. Don't be crowded and don't shout. They came here just to see if she is good, and walk a short distance with her.

Song He took off his mask, put on makeup, and showed his best state. The fans began to feel a little restless, and then calmed down and suppressed their excitement.

Several bodyguards surrounded Song Ye to prevent her from being bumped. Several fans prepared gifts, stood in front, and desperately stretched out their hands, trying to pass the gift to Song Ye.

Song Ye does not accept gifts from fans, and the studio has made repeated orders not to give gifts, but every time someone has the luck to think that maybe they will accept them, and carefully prepare gifts to bring them over.

She doesn't accept gifts, but when someone talks to her, she will answer a few words.

"Little brother, did you go to Italy?"

A few minutes is enough for Song Er to figure things out, and she said, "Yes."

"Is Xiao Wei tired these few days?"

Song Er laughed: "Not tired, and very happy."

"Ahhhhhhh, sister must always be happy!"

"Okay, so are you." Song Er said with a smile.

Walking out of the airport, the babysitter's car was already parked there, the driver got out of the car and opened the door, Song Wei got in the car, and Shen Zhizhou sat on the side.

The door closed and the car slowly drove away. Through the rearview mirror, Song Er saw the fans waving at the car.

It was not until he could no longer see that Song Er looked back, closed his eyes, and leaned on the back of the car.

"To participate in such an important summit, why don't you tell me in advance, I don't have much preparation here." Shen Zhizhou complained.

Song Er no longer smiled, his eyes were not quarreling, and he just said, "Don't hype about this."

Shen Zhizhou knew that it must be related to Professor Pei. It’s best to say a few words less about Professor Pei.

She didn't mention it, and said: "When will work start, I will give you an announcement."

Song Er didn't want to talk anymore.

Shen Zhizhou had been prepared for a long time and took a few invitations out: "It won't be justified if it is delayed. There is also a road show for movie promotion, which will start next week, do you remember?"

Speaking of the movie, Shen Zhizhou spread his hands to her: "Where is the theme song you promised? Has it been written?"

"No."

When I was with the professor, Song Wei didn't feel tired at all. Now surrounded by so many messy things, she suddenly became drowsy, as if she was going to fall asleep in the next second.

"Almost, I have inspiration." Song Er said.

Shen Zhizhou was surprised: "I remember that you have written most of it before?"

"You have a wrong memory." Song Er said to the driver, "Go to Professor Pei."

The driver glanced at the rearview mirror and said, "There is a paparazzi following behind."

Song Wei glanced at it, and sure enough, there was a black Chevrolet. Starting from the airport, following them all the way, the license plate was very familiar. It was the one she used to follow before she went blind.

Song Wei was silent for a while, and did not speak any more. She closed her eyes, and drowsiness came up in waves, making her tired and wanting to get a good night's sleep.

Seeing that she was very sleepy, Shen Zhizhou stopped bothering her.

But Song Wei couldn't sleep, she was obviously so tired, but her spirit was hanging, and her mind was full of Pei Ji's back at the airport. Holding the phone in her hand, she waited for the professor to go home and send her WeChat.

She could never fall asleep. After waiting for an unknown amount of time, the phone vibrated. She picked it up and looked at Pei Ji's WeChat. There were only three words. I arrived.

After reading these three words several times, she replied: "Go to bed early, don't wait for me."

After this post was posted, Pei Ji did not return to her.

Shen Zhizhou took her home and took the driver away. Before leaving, he exhorted: "The paparazzi will definitely stay outside the community. Don't go tonight. Go to bed early, and there will be work to talk about tomorrow morning."

Song Wei stayed at home, and the conversation between her and Pei Ji remained on the phrase "Go to bed early, don't wait for me". Pei Ji did not reply, nor did he start a new topic.

She knows that Pei Ji's WeChat is in this style. When it is clear, she will stop. There will be no muddle-headedness, and there are few gentle words.

Song Er was used to it a long time ago, but today, she wants the professor to say more.

The fan pick-up was unplanned.

If it weren't for this incident, they probably had arrived home together, packed their luggage together, had something to eat together, talked for a while, and then slept together. She held the professor, or the professor held her.

Her eyes kept showing the appearance of just being at the airport, Pei Ji dragging the suitcase and leaving alone.

Song Wei knew that when she went upstairs now, she would definitely not fall asleep, and she would miss the professor all night. She changed the car and went out from another gate of the community. After going around several times, she made sure that no paparazzi was following, and then drove to Pei Ji's house.

There is a lamp left in the living room. When Song Wei entered the door, he couldn't help but smile when he saw the lamp. He usually sleeps, and the living room doesn't keep a lamp. It's self-evident for whom the lamp is kept.

She pushed open the door of Pei Ji's room, and just as the light reflected in the living room, the bedding on the professor's bed was spread out randomly, as if it had been used by others, but the professor was not in the bed.

Song Wei was stunned, she walked in and looked at the bathroom. The bathroom light was off and there was no one.

She stood there for a moment in doubt, but soon, thinking of something, she went to her bedroom.

She opened the door, and she saw her bed, where Pei Ji was lying quietly, covered with her quilt.

Song Wei couldn't help but smile, she walked over and sat down gently by the bed. Pei Ji breathed evenly, his eyes closed gently, and his hand was holding a corner of the quilt.

Song Er felt distressed again.

"Aren't you used to my absence?" she asked softly.

Pei Ji didn't fall asleep, she was always awake, and she had always been lucky enough to hope that the kitten would come back, and then she really came. But she didn't know how to answer this question.

Song Wei thought she was asleep and didn't need her to answer, so she went to the bathroom lightly.

Pei Ji's heart calmed down all night, and Song Er's breath returned to her.

How can you rely on her so much?

When she is not there, she can’t sleep well, she’s impetuous, and she’s upset. As soon as she shows up, she doesn’t even need to see her. Just listening to her voice and feeling her breath can feel at ease and dispel all impetuous hearts. .

Song Wei came back and lay down beside her cautiously, trying his best not to touch her or wake her up.

When she lay down, Song Wei seemed to breathe a sigh of relief. She lay quietly. After a while, she seemed to be very uncomfortable without Pei Ji’s hug. She leaned in, slowly, moved a little, lean Going to Pei Ji's arms, gently grasped Pei Ji's hand and let her wrap her hands around her waist.

This is like Pei Ji hugging her to sleep.

Pei Ji didn't hold back, and with a little force, he brought Song Wei into his arms.

She still didn't open her eyes, but she knew that Song Er must have found her awake.

Sure enough, Song Wei seemed to froze and stopped moving. Pei Ji felt a sense of guilt that scared the kitten. She was hesitant to open her eyes or continue to pretend to sleep. Song Er seemed to have no scruples, and hugged her tightly.