Picking the stars

Sleep, everything will pass.

That's what Pei Ji thinks, and Song Yi hopes so too.

But when he woke up the next day, Song Er found that the anxiety was not less.

She slept more than three o'clock and woke up at seven o'clock. After waking up, she found that her arm was numb and moved a little. Pei Ji also woke up. She blinked her eyes and was awake for a while before letting go. Song Er said, "I'm cooking."

Get up when you finish talking.

Song Er grabbed her and said, "Don't worry, I won't go out today."

Pei Ji looked at her eyes and was sober and sleepless, so he said, "Yeah." Instead of going downstairs directly, he went to the bathroom to wash.

After washing up, we went to cook.

There is plenty of time today, and Pei Ji plans to pack wontons.

She boiled the beef bone soup first. Use a meat grinder to beat the meat, put it in a large bowl, add seasonings and spices and stir well, then roll out the wonton wrappers with flour.

This, Pei Ji is not very good at it. She rolled out several pieces of skin, the strength was uneven, and the thickness of the wonton skin was uneven, which was ugly.

She stood in front of the stove, looked at the lump of flour in silence, looked at the rolling pin in her hand, and then recalled the wonton wrapper making tutorial she had just seen. She tried it again after confirming that it was correct.

Song Wei was standing behind her, watching the professor pluck another ball of flour and roll a piece, still dissatisfied, her brows were locked tightly, and her eyes looked at flour with inexplicable hatred.

Song Wei finally couldn't help but smile, Pei Ji looked back at her, expressionless.

"I'm coming." Song Er said.

She took a shower and changed her home clothes. Wearing a soft texture on her body, it is easy for Pei Ji to remember the way he looked when he first saw her. She was wearing soft home clothes, the buttons on the neckline were firmly buttoned, her face was a little confused, her invisible eyes were very fragile, and the whole person was soft.

Song Wei washed his hands, wiped them dry, and then took the rolling pin from Pei Ji's hand, set his posture, and said seriously to Pei Ji: "I'm optimistic. The unique secret skills are not secret."

After speaking, she laughed herself, her eyes curled, looking at Pei Ji, Pei Ji said, "Okay."

She lowered her head, took a small ball of dough, and rolled it out.

Xia Qing was keen to make dumplings on New Year's Eve, and Song Wei sometimes helped her and learned how to roll the skin.

Sure enough, it is very well-proportioned and the size is just right.

Pei Ji has studied for a while, but he hasn't grasped the essentials. He clearly said that he would know how to do it, but he still can't handle it. She decided to abandon this difficult technology and choose another more efficient thing to do.

She decided to pack wontons.

Song Er is in charge of rolling, and she is in charge of packaging.

The cooperation is very pleasant.

They wrapped them for half an hour and packed out several layers of wonton boxes, enough for several meals.

"Okay." After rolling out the flour, Song Wei stopped.

Pei Ji also finished the last wonton.

She lifted the lid and looked at the beef bone soup.

Time is not enough, but it's okay. She was not very demanding. She took two bowls out and put them in another pot, and let the rest continue to simmer.

Wait until the broth is boiled again, add the wontons, cook them thoroughly, serve them, and sprinkle some chopped green onions in the bowl.

This breakfast took a long time, but it was delicious.

They seemed to have forgotten the turmoil in reality and ate their meal with peace of mind.

Song Er tried his best to calm himself and stay with Pei Ji at home.

The big sofa under the window of the study was really good for the sun. Song Wei didn't spend much time at home, so Pei Ji didn't even notice it.

The sunshine just happened to be good today. She held a tablet, put on headphones, and chose a movie to watch.

"Long Night" was released, and the box office would definitely be affected. The director was bald with worry and asked her to think of a solution quickly. For this reason, fans of some cooperating actors in "Long Night" believe that they have suffered from Wuwang disaster and joined the team to boycott her.

Song Wei walked away for a while. There was something in the movie, but he didn't watch it at all.

She couldn't concentrate, she simply closed her head, and found that Pei Ji was looking at her.

Song Er smiled: "What am I doing?"

Pei Ji came over, sat next to her, and pressed her temples for her.

Song Yi didn't want to appear too weak, so he talked to Pei Ji: "What is the theme of yesterday's seminar?"

"W virus." Pei Ji replied.

W virus? Song Er quickly found the key words in his memory. It was an infectious disease virus that broke out in West Africa.

She suddenly had a thought, and she looked at Pei Ji. Pei Ji met her eyes and asked, "What's the matter?"

Song Wei grabbed her hand, hugged her, and lay down on the sofa together, calling her name in her ear: "Pei Ji."

She seemed very attached to her. Pei Ji was soft-hearted, hugged her, and said, "Sleep."

I slept for less than four hours last night, and I must be tired. Since I have a rest, take a good rest and raise my body. Pei Ji thought so.

Song Wei nodded, but the thought that came out of his heart couldn't stop.

If the professor goes to West Africa, it will be fine.

There are things she likes in West Africa. She will be able to do what she likes and avoid the chaos here in a few years. What Song Er thinks, feels very good.

But she knew subconsciously that the professor would not be willing to go, she said before, there must be a choice, not to mention the current situation, letting her go is tantamount to letting her escape.

She would certainly not agree.

Song Wei reluctantly suppressed this thought, but the pressure was like a huge rock on her chest, making her breathless.

She clutched Pei Ji's hand tightly and constantly comforted herself, there is always a way, it is impossible to be forced to desperate by a photo.

When you are usually addicted to the Internet, there are many people who say that the Internet is only a small part of your life, and you still have to focus on the three dimensions and the reality.

The young who love to surf the Internet and the middle-aged who do not surf the Internet are like two completely different groups, separated by a thick dimensional wall, without interfering with each other.

However, on the fourth day of the outbreak of public opinion, the two groups were intertwined.

Probably the media blocked Pei Ji, reminding everyone that there is another person in the photo besides Song Er. Although it is outside the circle, it is also a party.

The netizen quickly shifted his attention and set his sights on Pei Ji.

It was discovered that she was a professor of L University, and extreme boycotters called L University one after another, and even reported Pei Ji's academic misconduct and falsified thesis.

They may not even recite the concept of immunology, but they can judge that the paper of a world-leading immunology expert is fraudulent.

Experts of course find them ridiculous, but most people are neither expert nor mindful. They have triggered another round of cyber violence in the enthusiasm, this time against Pei Ji.

A celebrity being violent on the Internet and a university professor or immunology expert being violently violently on the Internet are two different things, and mainstream media have reported this matter.

The matter spread to the three-dimensional.

Parents of L University pressure the school that their children cannot be taught by an abnormal teacher.

The school started to communicate with them: "Do you know how much work we spent in letting Professor Pei teach in our school? You know how rich her scientific research resources are. Following her to do research means that you can get it one step ahead of others. Is the door to scientific research?"

Parents of this age group will only be more conservative. Sometimes, in order to appear open-minded, they will say to them, "Men and women, just like it, it's nothing." But once it may happen to their children, they absolutely will not allow it.

L's attitude did not satisfy them, and more and more people complained.

The school has also become popular, and the public has developed Weibo, stating that the private life of faculty members is not within the scope of the assessment when the school is hired. The school only cares about morality and ability. Professor Pei Ji has no problem with morality and his ability is beyond doubt. L University always welcomes Professor Pei to teach in our school.

This Weibo was quickly searched by students.

The marketing account immediately criticized it, calling it "the arrogance of a prestigious school."

When it develops to this point, the matter has completely turned into a line of two groups of people, there is no right or wrong, there is only a stand, and all those with different stands are damned.

The entrance of the institute is also blocked with reporters every day, and there are even fierce resisters splashing paint on the exterior wall of the institute. .

At this point, it is impossible for Pei Ji not to come forward. She can be blamed, but she must not hide behind her defenders in a cowardly and evasive manner.

But she is still sensible and understands the need to be unified.

"Should we deny it or admit it?" she asked.

The way the entertainment industry acts is to maximize benefits and minimize negative effects.

In the beginning, the public relations chose to deny, but later he found that denying was not a good choice. The best thing was to be silent. When the heat went down, he would use all kinds of positive deeds to clean up.

This incident also passed.

But people who do scientific research tend to think in a straight line, either black or white.

Song Wei panicked, she persuaded Pei Ji: "Don't pay attention to it now, wait a minute. It's not suitable to speak now."

Speaking now, acknowledging and denying, will be like water dripping into hot oil, making the situation boil instantly.

When Pei Ji looked at her, Song Wei became more flustered. She reasoned with her: "It's not a good time now. What you say now will be counterproductive."

Pei Ji looked at her, and after several seconds, he asked, "When is a good time?"

Of course it was when the heat subsided a bit. One week, or two weeks.

Song Er thought so, but there was nothing at all. She was panicked, and she felt self-blame, because she brought the professor to all these turbulence.

That thought came up again. She remembered that in the gloomy parking lot half a year ago, the imaginary person, holding an iron rod, came out of the blind spot, and at the moment when everyone did not react, he He raised the iron rod and waved it down at her.

There are so many people who have lost their minds, who knows if there will be extreme people who will use violence.

Song Er remembered how painful it was at the moment he was hit, and he also remembered how difficult it was to bear after he discovered that he was blind.

She finally couldn't help but said the idea: "You go to West Africa, let me come here, I promise you a satisfactory result."

Pei Ji was stunned for a moment. If she didn't understand why, she had to let her go. She asked, "Do you want me to escape?"

Song Er felt that there were a lot of bugs pouring into her brain, shaking her wings, and humming. She was under great pressure and panic, but she was still patient and explained to Pei Ji: "It is not to escape. The point of this matter is not originally on you, but my problem. You are here, I can't feel at ease. To deal with this matter, you are doing research, and you also want this opportunity, isn't it right?"

Pei Ji still couldn't accept it. This was the matter of the two of them. Why did she let her escape, and then Kitty faced it alone.

"I won't agree." Pei Ji looked at her and said calmly.

They are both gentle characters. After being together, even if there are many unsatisfactory things, they have never quarreled, but now, the air is tight, and they are like a bucket of explosives connected between them, just waiting for someone to ignite the fuse.

Song Wei took a deep breath and said, "Professor, it's not an escape, you are doing business."

She naturally suppressed her emotions and tried to persuade Pei Ji with her soft tone.

Pei Ji also unknowingly slowed down: "I said before, I won't go."

"Why? Because you don't want to be separated? But now is a special time. We are separated for a period of time, and I will wait for you to come back." Song Er said warmly.

When the professor came back, everything was settled.

Faintly, she even wanted to completely resolve all the obstacles between her and the professor.

The more Song Wei thought about it, the more it made sense. She had been trapped in a situation where she was unable to advance or retreat. Now that she thought of a way, she became more determined. This is the best way to deal with it.

She hoped that Pei Ji could promise her.

But Pei Ji disagreed. She was still rational and tried her best to use a calm tone, saying: "I don't accept it. This is unreasonable. The research cycle will be very long, one year, two years, three years or more, no one is sure."

What's more, she didn't think she could solve any problems by leaving.

Song Wei felt that a string was broken in her mind. She thought of the reporters surrounding Pei Ji and forcing her to speak up, thought of those people who slandered her thesis, slandered her reputation, made her get out of L University, and thought of the iron rod. The moment it was knocked down, it was dark, thinking that if the professor stayed, he might suffer as much harm as hers.

She suddenly became irritable, her sanity disappeared, she spoke again, and her words became uncontrollable: "If we can't overcome even the differences of several years, then how can I have the confidence to believe that we can hold on for the next few decades? Long years. It’s better to break up now."

After she finished speaking, there was a sudden silence in the room.

Song Wei was stunned.

She had never thought that she would say to the professor to break up, she felt her heart was dug out, her chest was cold, tears poured in instantly, she was holding back tightly.

It took a long time for Pei Ji to understand what it meant to break up, and his heart seemed to have been cut open by Song Wei, pained dullly. She looked at her blankly, unable to believe that she would say such a thing, but she did indeed say these two words.

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Thank you Ashu for the deep-water torpedo with dark circles.