Picking the stars

Song Er was anxious, but after another thought, the dinner party officially ended at nine o'clock. The professor said that he could leave one hour earlier, which did not mean that he would leave early.

It's only eight o'clock, and it's normal to not wait for people.

Song Er thought so, but he calmed down a bit. She hugged the bunch of flowers and didn't dare to use too much force for fear of crushing the flowers.

After a while, the assistant said, "Professor Pei is out."

Song Wei sat up straight, but it was not convenient for her to go out, so she said, "Go and invite her."

The assistant said hello, pushed the door, and was about to get out of the car, she said: "A middle-aged man went to talk to Professor Pei."

Middle-aged man? Song Er thought for a while and asked the assistant to wait.

The assistant closed the car door. She stared at the movement over there and described to Song Er from time to time: "Professor Pei was talking to him. They were gone, they got into a car, and Professor Pei was the co-pilot."

Song Er felt wrong. At this time, the professor must have left the field early. Who would be that middle-aged man? Was it waiting in advance, or met by chance?

She asked the driver to follow, and she lowered her head to send a WeChat message to Pei Ji, asking her where she was.

In the past five minutes, Pei Ji has not responded.

Song Wei suddenly remembered something, and had a strong hunch. She took out her mobile phone, handed it to her assistant, and asked her to open the album: "Find a photo of a family of three. The photo storage time is mid-February this year."

The assistant turned a few times and quickly said: "I found it." Then he said, "Yes, the middle-aged man who looked for Professor Pei is the gentleman in the photo."

Song Er's heart sank. This photo is a picture of Pei Yi and his parents.

It was her father who came to see the professor.

Song Er's mood suddenly fell to the extreme.

The car is driving on the road, stopping at all times, and the driver's driving skills are very good. Whether it is stopping or starting, it is quite smooth.

Song Er could only hear the slight noise of tires rolling across the road, and knew nothing else.

"Don't lose it." Song Er said.

"No, don't worry." The driver replied.

Then the car fell silent again.

Song Wei was worried about Pei Ji, her hand holding the bouquet involuntarily used force, and her irritability quickly occupied her heart.

The surroundings were too quiet, they were following the car that took Pei Ji away, but Song Wei found that he didn't know anything. I don't know the color of the car that took the professor, what the license plate number, which road they are on now, and where they are going.

She produced a kind of everything

Uncontrollable, uneasy feeling of being unable to hold anything.

"Give me the phone." Song Er said as he stretched out his hand.

The assistant was very sensible, put the phone in her palm, and told her: "No reply."

Song Wei squeezed the phone tightly and asked the assistant to describe the current situation to her.

The assistant didn't know how to describe it well, so he could only talk about where he was driving now and how far away he was from the car. It's over in a few sentences.

According to the assistant's words, Song Wei imagined their current situation, and it was a little bit cleared, and his irritability was slightly relieved.

But soon she thought about what kind of dialogue was going on in that car, and whether Pei Yuan would say anything too much to make the professor sad and worry and irritability intensified.

After an unknown period of time, the speed of the car slowed down.

"They stopped," the assistant said.

Song Wei sat upright, subconsciously turning his ears to listen.

"Get out of the car," the assistant said again, "all got off."

Song Er listened carefully.

"There is a cafe facing the street. It's a small cafe. They went in." The assistant slowly described, "Sitting in a position by the window, it's very vague."

The driver was very clever. Hearing this round, he started the car, drove forward a bit, and drove to a position directly opposite the floor-to-ceiling window.

"The waiter passed by and should be ordering. There are very few people in the shop," the assistant paused, as if looking around, and said with certainty, "This street is quiet and there are not many people."

Song Wei held his heart, and listened verbatim. There are few people, she inferred that it was probably Pei Yuan who had something to talk to the professor, and didn't want too many people to hear.

Then why not say it in the car? Isn't the privacy in the car better? Song Yi didn't understand.

Pei Yuan already regretted calling her when he saw Pei Ji in the hotel.

He wanted to say something in the car, but Pei Ji is too difficult to communicate. She rarely speaks, just looking at him makes Pei Yuan very uncomfortable. The car is quiet and suitable for conversation, but it is too quiet, so quiet that she is in Pei. Ji's focused eyes made him feel terrified.

Pei Yuan couldn't bear this kind of atmosphere. He saw that there were not many people in a cafe on the side of the road, so he simply parked the car and went to a more spacious and breathable place.

They sat face to face.

Pei Yuan went on to talk about the unfinished topic in the car: "Why don't you go home? Don't call? Your mother is not feeling well, and you can't get out of bed now, don't you care?"

Pei Ji didn't understand why he said that, so he answered the question she thought was the most critical: "She doesn't want me to care."

She spoke very bluntly, no adult would express it so bluntly, leaving no room for the other side to step down. Pei Yu'an frowned, not feeling embarrassed, but very unhappy, he was a little bit unsure about Shang Pei Ji's clear eyes.

"How to say it, how can your mother not want you to care, don't think about it." Pei Yuan retorted.

He was lying, Pei Ji didn't want to expose him, so he stopped talking.

She didn't speak, and Pei Yuan felt the atmosphere was very rigid. After a while, she softened her voice and asked, "Don't you want to go home?"

Pei Ji's expression fluctuated. She said, "Yes." She answered instinctively almost without thinking.

Pei Yuan was satisfied. He smiled, with a gentle expression: "Then go home more, mom and dad want to see you more, don't you want to meet mom and dad often, eat together at home, and chat together?"

Pei Ji's eyes slowly lighted up, and she was very moved: "I think." She replied, she wanted to see them often, to eat with them, and to chat with them, just like a real family.

Pei Yuan smiled deeper: "Then come often, will you be free this Saturday? I will wait for you at home."

He has the appearance of a father, like a father who misses his children but often misses them, telling his daughter to go home more.

Pei Ji wanted to go home too much. She almost agreed, but she was sober again. She looked at Pei Yuan and hesitated for a while before saying, "You don't want to see me."

As if she didn’t get in, Pei Yuan patiently said: "We want to see you, but you don’t go home and don’t care about your home. You have been outside for so many years, don’t care about your parents, don’t support your parents, neither I nor your mother What do you mean by your temperament? Now that Xiaoyi is gone, and the family needs you, you still refuse to come back. Have you ever thought that your parents took effort to raise you? You are like a white-eyed wolf. What's the difference?"

Pei Ji made him confused. Fortunately, she had a good memory and was logically strong and didn't get him in. She could still correct him seriously and soberly: "You don't want me first."

She didn't say that you don't want me, but I still want to go home, only to find out that you really don't want me at all, so I decided not to go home again. Because in this case, it sounds like a child. Pei Ji was unwilling to show weakness to him.

In the eyes of Pei Yuan, she really wouldn't let go. Pei Yuan was a little annoyed, but had to be patient. He was sixty-three this year, and felt that all aspects of his body's functions were obviously inferior to before. He was unavoidably afraid of aging.

"When you go home, you know that your mother and I miss you very much and want to see you frequently. We live in a city and meet once a week. It's not too much. Are you right?" Pei Yuan tried our best. Gentle and patient, guiding Pei Ji.

Pei Ji said: "No." Then he gave the reason, "You said, we only have her one daughter left, we have no choice. Mom said, there is only one left, and I don't want it either."

She repeated what was said that day verbatim.

These words, like a slap in the face of Pei Yuan, made him be patient and pretend to be kind, which seemed so ridiculous.

Pei Yu'an's expression changed a few times. Finally, his face was green and sneered: "You are obviously twins, how come you are so different from Xiaoyi, Xiaoyi is sensible and caring, how about you? You have been a freak since childhood, and now we still blame us for being twins. If you are not well, you never thought about it. This is all your own problem. Otherwise, if we are two children, why don't we like you?"

Song Er waited in the car, listening to the assistant tell her what happened over there.

But at such a distance, it is impossible to hear the sound, and even the expression is not so real, and the description is of course vague.

Song Er was worried, and was made very irritated by the vague description, wishing to see it with his own eyes.

She seemed to have returned to a few days when she had just been blind. She arrived in a world where she could not see anything. She couldn’t do anything. She had to walk and had food to feed. She didn’t know who made the sound when she heard the sound. I don't know who the people around me are.

I have to rely on others for everything, but I can't do anything about it.

"That gentleman is out." The assistant raised his voice slightly.

Song Wei's heart tightened and asked, "Where is Professor Pei?"

"Professor Pei is still sitting without moving."

Still sitting... Song Wei repeated it in her heart. She turned her head and turned to the right. You should be able to see the professor in this direction. She should be sitting there alone, alone.

But Song Er couldn't see it.

The feeling of powerlessness was like an abyss, dragging Song Wei down.

Pei Ji knew that she had been sitting for a long time because the customers at the opposite table had changed two batches. She didn't move, just thinking about what Pei Yuan said in her heart.

She didn't seem to think about it, because she thought about these words for many years. Why twins, two people who are the same, like one and hate the other.

This problem has troubled her for many years.

I can't figure it out for many years, but it's not just a while, but I can figure it out this night. But Pei Ji kept thinking, as if getting into the tip of a horn.

Pei Ji's expression is still so calm. Others can't see that she is sad, nor do they know that she is examining herself, analyzing herself, putting herself and the freak together, not knowing that she is suffering now.

"Professor." Song Er's voice sounded in his ears.

Pei Ji heard it, but she was slow to respond. After three seconds, Song Er's voice reverberated around her before she turned her head to look at it.

She saw Song Wei standing a step behind her. There was a girl beside her. When the girl saw her turning her head, she said nothing.

Song Wei didn't know that Pei Ji had already turned her head to see her. She was a little uncertain, turned her ears, and asked carefully while listening: "Professor, are you here?"

Her expression was the kind of uneasy peculiar to blind people, but she looked for Pei Ji with anxiety.

Suddenly, Pei Ji wanted to cry. She didn't feel much at first, she was just sad, she was just self-doubt, she just felt abandoned, but it was nothing, because she was used to it.

But Song Wei came suddenly, and Pei Ji felt that an emotion called grievance was fermenting and spreading. She seemed to have a place to relax completely, without having to digest and adjust by herself.

"Professor?" Song Er took a step forward and was closer to Pei Ji.

Pei Ji looked at her and said, "I am here."

When Song Wei heard her voice, she reached out to Pei Ji's direction and touched her arm. She couldn't see, and she didn't know what the professor's expression was. How sad was she sitting here alone for so long?

Song Wei felt that she could not help sinking in the abyss, but she still wanted to treat the professor most gently.

She followed Pei Ji's arm down and held her hand.