Picking the stars

Bae Jixin? Pei Ji certainly didn't believe it.

She didn't give Song Wei another bowl, and cleaned up the bowl she had used before sitting down to drink her own.

The **** tea was really boiled a bit thicker, and it was so spicy that the tongue felt a bit tingling, but when it was drunk into the stomach, the warmth brought by the **** tea radiated from the abdomen. All the water vapor received outside radiated out.

Song Er was still sitting at the table, upright, like a pupil.

Pei Ji drank half of a bowl, and saw her motionless, her godless eyes hanging slightly, but her ears were slightly biased, fully using her sense of hearing and listening to her movements.

"Gluttonous?" Pei Ji asked.

Song Er nodded without hesitation.

"It's not delicious at all, which restaurant ordered, I won't go to it in the future." Pei Ji repeated Song Nei's complaint without surprise, and did not save Song Nei's face at all.

Song Wei seems to have no idea what a guilty conscience is, and sincerely said, "That's because I didn't know that the professor cooked it."

Pei Ji couldn't understand her thinking. In her opinion, the taste of **** tea had become an established fact at this moment, and it was not affected by who it came from the moment before.

Song Wei didn't get Pei Ji's answer, but she didn't feel embarrassed, because she knew that Pei Ji didn't ignore her intentionally, she didn't speak, but felt that there was nothing worth discussing.

Song Er also quieted down. She listened to Pei Ji drinking **** tea. Probably it was still a little hot, Pei Ji also sips in small sips, and the sound of drinking is not loud, Song Wei can imagine her current appearance.

Most of her eyes were drooping, she was holding the bowl with one hand, and her lips were mostly red because of the **** tea. On her white and cold face, she was particularly conspicuous, conspicuous and coveted.

Suddenly, Song Er seemed to be unable to sit still, and the two hands placed on the table gave a momentary pause in his breathing.

"Pei Ji." She spoke again.

Pei Ji looked at her.

She didn't say anything, but Song Er could hear the bottom of the bowl and the tabletop, making a soft noise. This shows that Pei Ji put down the bowl and listened to her intently.

Song Er bends his lips: "Did you know? You are not like a modern person at all."

"What does that look like?"

"Like a college teacher from the 1960s." Song Er said seriously. What she thought of, she corrected it seriously, "No, at that time, it seemed to be called Mr. You. You seem to be from the sixties, a more rigid teacher."

Pei Ji said: "Oh."

Obviously indifferent.

Song Ye seems to have a lot of sentiment, she added: "Or it is a high-level humanoid AI from the 30th century, but has not learned the human expression language, nor has it fully integrated into the human society."

Pei Ji said: "Yeah."

Use actions to show what a humanoid AI would look like, cold and indifferent, without emotion.

Song Er is used to her indifference, but still can't help muttering: "It would be good if you were a lively AI. I want to hear you talk more, even if you just say a few more words."

Poorly.

Pei Ji looked at her, and thought for a long time, but didn't think of what to say, to satisfy Song Wei's request that even a word more is good.

Thinking that the porridge had been cooked on the fire for half an hour, I got up and went to the kitchen.

Song Wei did not move after hearing her for a long time, thinking that she had found her indifference, and she was preparing to say a few more words. She was waiting, and finally she left.

Song Er: "..." AI is hopeless.

There was the sound of the kitchen door being pushed open, followed by the soft and waxy aroma of red bean and millet porridge.

Song Er: "!" The professor is great!

She stood up and fumbled towards the kitchen, but didn't go in, just stood at the door.

There was the sound of the spoon rubbing against the bottom of the casserole, and the bubbling sound of the porridge after boiling, and the whole room was full of fragrance.

Song Er stood by the door, very happy. She could imagine that the professor was stirring the millet porridge with a long-handled wooden spoon to prevent the porridge from sticking to the bottom.

What will she look like?

Is it serious as if he is operating a laboratory appliance in front of a test bench, or is it impatient that cooking is so annoying with his expressionless face.

It should be the former. Song Er judged.

The professor is really nice.

She cherishes time so much, but she is willing to go out half an hour late every day to call her to get up. She obviously didn't get off work, but when she received her call, she rushed to her in the rain.

When she offered to eat something the professor cooked, she refused, but now she is cooking porridge for her.

When she gets in the car, she will be worried that she will knock her head and block the roof with her hands. She will be worried that she will be hot. When she blows the **** tea to the entrance, she will bring it to her hand. She will read the medical certificate for her. Will listen to her carefully, although she doesn't like to speak.

The professor is really good.

Song Wei thought, and regretted it again. It would be great if she could see with her own eyes what the professor is like now.

Does she wear an apron, does she turn her back to her? Did you find that she was secretly trying to "see" her at the door?

Pei Ji didn't wear an apron. She turned her back to Song Er, but she knew she was at the door because she heard the movement of her coming. The red bean and millet porridge has been stewed so soft and waxy that it will be ready to cook immediately.

Hearing that there was no more sound behind him, Pei Ji turned his head and took a look.

Song Eran stayed quietly by the door, like a kitten waiting to be fed.

Pei Ji turned her head silently and was about to turn off the fire. Suddenly she remembered what Song Er had just said. If she wanted to hear her talk more, she thought about it and came up with a sentence that fits the current context: "That's it, go outside. wait for me."

It seems to be a robot struggling to complete unreasonable instructions. Song Wei didn't hold back his smile, but he obediently went outside and waited.

Of course, the red bean and millet porridge was praised and praised by Song Wei. She ate a small bowl and showed with action: "This is the best millet porridge I have ever eaten."

The extremely exaggerated use of words, trying to make up for the mistake of not complimenting the **** tea in place.

Of course Pei Ji would ignore her. After dinner, she asked Song Er to show her the newly prescribed medicine.

Song Er had been taking pills before, but she took it quite smoothly, and Pei Ji ignored her. I went for a review today, and I will definitely prescribe a new medicine.

Pei Ji took a look at the ingredients, and by the way, divided the medicine for her according to the dosage each time, so that Song Er could take it easily.

The rain outside hasn't stopped. The weather forecast says there is a typhoon. The wind will be strong after 8 o'clock in the evening, and it will blow the trees in the community.

The room was quiet and quiet, only some wind noises could be heard faintly, not noisy, on the contrary, the atmosphere became quieter and quieter.

Pei Ji used the dining table as a desk and was writing a report. Song Er was at the other end of the living room, listening to a song with his earphones plugged in.

Suddenly, she stood up and went back to the bedroom.

Pei Ji raised his head and glanced, and based on the experience of getting along during this time, it was speculated that she was answering the phone. Because Pei Ji likes a quiet working environment, Song Yi always avoids when answering the phone, so as not to disturb her.

Pei Ji put down the pen, picked up the phone on the table, and went to the study.

Shen Zhizhou called, on the one hand to make sure that she has arrived home safely, and on the other hand to persuade her to go back to live in her own home.

"The security at your house is stricter. I will find a few trusted housekeepers for you, and then hire a private doctor. Isn’t it better than living at Professor Pei’s house? You are staying at Professor Pei’s house now, it’s inconvenient to travel. I was worried about being filmed when I went to the hospital, and I didn't dare to scan Weibo, I was afraid when I saw your name on the hot search."

Song Weigu said to him: "Besides, at least wait for Pei Yi to come back. Pei Yi has been there for a long time and I don't know when he will come back."

"Police Officer Pei is really busy too." Shen Zhizhou knew that she was prevarication, but it was not easy to chase her and nag. After all, Song Wei is the boss, she can give advice, but it is not too much.

"Speaking of Officer Pei, I was quite surprised when I heard that she was Professor Pei's younger sister. After all, these two people are really not alike." She thought of something and said mysteriously, "Do you know? Pei? The relationship between the professor and her family is very cold."

The headlights lit up in the study.

Since Song Er moved in, the study has not been used for a long time. Pei Ji closed the door with his backhand and walked to the window. Outside the window, it was dark, and the wind howled, raging outside with teeth and claws.

Pei Ji ignored the bad weather, dialed the phone, put it to his ear, and answered it with just one sound.

"Pei Ji." Professor Sun Peiye smiled, as if he was very happy that Pei Ji could call him, "Why did you call the teacher all of a sudden?"

He was talking, his voice a little farther away from the microphone, as if he was going to talk to someone: "It's Xiaoji...she's not free...okay, okay..."

When Pei Ji heard it, he knew that Professor Sun was talking to his wife, and he could guess what the teacher said. He must have urged the teacher to call her to eat at home.

A smile appeared in her always calm eyes. She waited for Professor Sun to finish speaking before she said: "There is something I want to ask the teacher for help. I have a friend here. There is something wrong with my eyes. I'm afraid I will move. For the operation, I would like to ask Professor Li Shengbai to perform the operation."

"Oh... Lao Li." Sun Peiye didn't immediately agree, he thought for a while, and said, "You can talk about the patient's condition in detail."

Pei Ji has read Song Er's medical certificate, and she has a very good memory, almost repeating it verbatim.

"Where did you hear that?" Song Wei asked.

"Do you remember the variety show "Those Mountains"? It’s recorded in the second season. Professor Pei is the guest of the first season of the second season. I met with them at the Jiang Dao dinner yesterday, and Jiang Dao mentioned that the program group A sensational session was originally arranged, and I wanted to ask Professor Pei’s family to cooperate. It was her mother who contacted her, but her mother refused very politely."

Shen Zhizhou said with a sigh: "You said that ordinary people who have cultivated such excellent daughters must be proud and proud. You will praise everyone, for fear that they will not be able to help the child to hinder the child. How can I refuse so simply? I? Remember that Officer Pei and his family are very close?"

Song Wei didn't speak, but his face became gloomy.

"Fortunately, Professor Pei has grown up and has her own career, and her family can't hinder her. She shouldn't care much, either." Shen Zhizhou said in a summary.

After finishing speaking, I found that Song Er had no voice, and some could not help complaining: "Why don't you talk, don't always be so taciturn, it's good to be a young man."

Song Wei was thinking about things. She would always pay special attention to Pei Ji's affairs. She ignored Shen Zhizhou's complaints and asked, "Dor Jiang said anything else?"

Shen Zhizhou didn’t know how she cared about Pei Ji so much. She just assumed that she was living in someone’s house, so she cared more: "Director Jiang said, they are lucky and have invited someone, based on his years of experience in dealing with various people. He guessed that there will be no more programs to invite Professor Pei in the future."

Song Yi thought of Pei Ji's cold look, and couldn't imagine what she looked like in a variety show. She smiled involuntarily, and then asked: "Why, the cooperation is not good?"

"That's not true. It is said that Professor Pei is very responsible and has no arrogance." Shen Zhizhou said, "It was Director Jiang who said that Professor Pei is too quiet, the entertainment circle is too noisy, and it is not a world. She can't like this kind of noise. Xiaomei, you should go home. If you are photographed, the paparazzi will not care about the inside and outside of the circle. As long as they are hot, they will definitely stop Professor Pei at that time. Maybe it will affect her daily work."

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Good night princes.