Picking the stars

Song Wei cried for a long time, but later, his eyes were red and swollen. Pei Ji did not bring a tissue, so he bent down and wiped the tears from her face with his fingers, saying don't cry.

Her comforting words seemed to be so scarce as to have only these two words, but Song Er was miraculously moved by her unconvincing words.

She stopped slowly, then stood up, she even tried to smile at Pei Ji, but unfortunately the smile failed to bloom.

"Let's go home," she said, her voice hoarse.

The next walk was silent.

When entering the elevator from the night, Pei Ji was stunned by the sudden bright light. She turned to look at Song Wei. Song Wei's lips were pressed tightly, her eyes were red and swollen, and there were tears on her face. She looked a little absent-minded, dazed in a daze.

The elevator quickly reached the eighth floor. Pei Ji helped Song Wei go out, Song Wei did not refuse her, but held her wrist tightly, her eyes were drunk in front of her, and her face looked a little dazed, until she entered the house and arrived at her. Familiar environment, those dazedness disappeared.

"I'm going to take a shower first." Song Wei slowly let go of Pei Ji's hand, but didn't walk away immediately, still standing next to Pei Ji.

Pei Ji's gaze has been on Song Er, she nodded and said, "Okay."

Song Er left slowly.

Pei Ji stayed behind her, watching her fold up the guide cane, put it on the stage at the entrance, and then walked towards her bedroom step by step.

She is more and more familiar with this house, can walk very smoothly, will not be hit, but when walking, she will still be afraid, and will subconsciously reach out and touch the air in front of her.

Song Er entered the bedroom, she closed the door, but did not close it. Blind people are very vigilant because they have no sense of security, but since living in this house, Song Wei has never locked the bedroom door.

Pei Ji retracted his gaze, she walked over and stood by the door outside Song Er's bedroom, but her mind was full of the cry of Song Er's collapse just now.

The sound of flowing water came out.

The sound of the water stopped again.

About twenty minutes passed. Pei Ji moved a bit, only to find that his legs were a bit numb after standing for too long.

She went to the kitchen and cooked three hard-boiled eggs.

It takes eleven minutes for a boiled egg to be fully cooked.

The two durations add up to more than half an hour.

The crying appearance of Song Er always occupied Pei Ji's mind.

She fished out an egg, rinsed it under cold water, and then peeled it. The egg was still hot, Pei Ji endured it, and after peeling the egg shell, he blew on his burnt hand.

Then, holding the peeled egg, knocked on Song Er's door.

"Professor." Song Er called her from inside.

Pei Ji pushed the door in.

Song Er sat on the bed, leaning on the head of the bed. She looked much better after taking a shower, with a smile on her face, and asked, "Professor, what's the matter?"

Pei Ji felt that she was pretending to be calm. She sat down on the bed and said to Song Er, "Close your eyes."

Song Er was a little surprised, but closed his eyes obediently. The next moment, the professor's hand gently pinched her chin.

Song Er held his breath for an instant, his heartbeat speeded up violently, and his mind went blank. The professor leaned over, her breath approached, and Song Wei grabbed the quilt nervously. The surprise instantly filled her heart. She was nervous and expectant, and she involuntarily raised her face slightly.

Then there was a round, smooth, warm object attached to her eye area and rolled gently.

Song Ye was stunned. Pei Ji didn't notice Song Ye's small mood at all. She explained her behavior to herself: "This can reduce the swelling. When I get up tomorrow, my eyes won't hurt."

"Oh." Song Er said disappointedly, tilting his face, not wanting to cooperate.

The egg was originally round, so it was not easy to handle, and Song Er had to move around. Pei Ji squeezed her chin slightly, and said solemnly: "Don't move."

"Oh." Song Er continued to let his tone be full of disappointment, still not cooperating.

Pei Ji emphasized again: "Don't move."

Song Er looks like a kitten just entering the rebellious period, and still doesn't cooperate.

If she didn't cooperate, the hot egg could not go on, Pei Ji let go of her hand and her body also moved away.

As soon as she backed away, Song Er felt like she was completely empty.

There was still the temperature of Pei Ji’s fingertips on his chin. Song Wei squeezed the quilt and let go. She couldn’t see Pei Ji. I don’t know what her expression is now. I don’t know if she is because of her non-cooperation Unhappy.

Song Er said hurriedly, "I won't move, you can't be angry."

Pei Ji was not angry at first, but just counted the benefits of boiled eggs around her eyes with Song Erke, so that she could understand that this is a good thing for her and should not be so disobedient.

But Song Wei figured it out by himself, Pei Ji omitted this process and continued to reduce the swelling for Song Wei.

She moved very softly without making a sound. The temperature of the egg gradually cooled down. Pei Ji switched to the next one. After applying the heat, her eyes were indeed much more comfortable, but Song Yi suddenly wanted to cry. Fortunately, she closed her eyes. Pei Ji did not. Will find out.

"If my eyes are always bad, can't I live here anymore?" Song Er asked.

The first two words she spoke were choked with a tight throat, but it became normal later. Pei Ji could hear it. She stopped her movements and answered Song Er's question: "You can live here. ."

Song Wei seemed to be very happy that she said this, but soon fell into depression: "But, if it keeps causing you trouble, you will always be annoying."

Pei Ji didn't even think about it, and immediately said, "No." After she finished speaking, she continued to apply heat to Song Wei.

She was crying too hard just now, and her eyes were so red and swollen that she had to apply it for a while before it worked.

Song Wei did not dare to open her eyes. She was afraid that tears would fall when she opened her eyes. She said softly: "Yes. You see, we have only been together for a month now, but if we stay together all the time, You will annoy me for sure."

Song Yi began to give her an example: "I like sticking to you so much. When you work, I will interrupt you. If you are on a business trip, you have to consider what I want to do at home. I am still picky about eating. If I get sick, I have to go to the hospital. I have to put aside the things in my hands and take care of me. But on the other hand, I can’t help you with your work, you are sick, and I can’t take care of you. I can’t cook a meal for you, and can’t do anything for you. It’s a long time, and I’m just a trouble asking you, why don’t you bother me?"

She has so many concerns, but Pei Ji still has those two words: "No."

After she finished speaking, she felt that her tone was not strong enough, she increased her volume, and said again: "No." It seems that everything Song Ye gave for example is not a problem, and it can be easily resolved by Pei Ji. Song Ye only needs peace. Just stay here at ease.

"Are you crying because of this?" Pei Ji asked Song Wei in turn.

Song Wei looked calm and nodded: "Yes, I decided not to accept the operation."

Pei Ji's movements stopped, and she looked at Song Er, her face dignified.