Picking the stars

When people are unwilling to face a certain predicament, they will choose to escape.

Pei Ji chose to escape. She used a lie to cover up a cruel fact.

But since it is a lie, sooner or later, there will be a day to pierce it, perhaps in the future, or now. Pei Ji hopes that in the future, when she thinks of better comforting words, there will be more suitable occasions.

Instead of telling someone who was looking forward to her return home on the afternoon of Pei Yi's funeral, she is no longer in this world.

The weather that was just as hot as the sun suddenly became overcast, dark clouds were surging, the wind was violent, and there was a heavy rain.

The raindrops were blown on the window and crackled.

Song Wei was taken aback, turned to the direction of the window, and listened attentively: "It's raining heavily."

Pei Ji looked over, and drops of rain on the window rolled down like beads against the glass.

The weather in summer is like this, wind and rain come just as they say. Outside the window was gloomy, the rain became a vast expanse of white, and water vapor splashed everywhere.

Set off by the bad weather, the air-conditioning in the house became a bit low.

"Why is this, so anxious, I didn't say a word." Song Wei said in a low voice, as if complaining.

Pei Ji returned to his senses, looked at her, and after a second, did he react. Song Wei believed her statement and believed that Pei Yi had received an urgent task.

Pei Ji seemed to have a stone in his heart, which temporarily fell to the ground.

In fact, she was very guilty. She was very afraid that Song Ye would find a flaw, and she was faintly guilty. She was bullying Song Ye who couldn't see it. If Song Er's eyes were the same as ordinary people, he could see the light and the look on Pei Ji's face, Pei Ji couldn't hide it.

Professor Pei seldom agrees with anyone. At this time, out of a guilty conscience, she agrees and said: "Yes, the task is too urgent and uncomfortable."

She originally felt that this kind of sympathy, and a bitter complaint from the same enemy, would make Song Er feel more comfortable and feel better.

No, she just agreed, but Song Er figured it out again: "That's because Pei Yi is so good. It's a lot of work for those who are able. It's an affirmation of her for urgent matters. Pei Yi is also happy to take on more. of."

There was a little pride in her words, Pei Ji looked at her and fell silent, but the sadness in her heart became more and more, making her heart very heavy and heavy.

Lies will always be exposed. In the future, how she will tell Song Er, people are long gone.

Pei Ji is used to using data and experiments to solve problems in experiments. Most of the problems she thinks about are rational. Using various experimental methods to observe and record, and use various mathematical methods to derive and analyze, you can get very conclusive results. , A unique answer.

But how to get an accurate answer to the question of feelings?

Will the pain of losing someone diminish over time?

Will the dead be forgotten after a long time?

Will the liking for someone be diminished by not seeing it for a long time?

Pei Ji would not answer these ordinary emotional questions.

She was still fortunate that Song Er believed it just now, she didn't have to force herself to tell the bad news. Now regret it, she seems to make things more complicated.

"Pei Ji." Song Wei called her suddenly.

Pei Ji looked at her and habitually gestured with his eyes. After two seconds, he realized that Song Wei couldn't see it, and then asked, "What's wrong?"

Song Er opened his mouth and paused for a moment before he said, "You sit so far."

This sofa is for four people. They sit on one end of the sofa, and there is a space for two people in the middle. When Song Wei said this, Pei Ji realized that being so far apart, it seemed to be a clear boundary, which was really not good.

She stood up and walked towards Song Er. Song Wei raised his head and listened to her getting closer and closer.

Obviously she was invisible, but it made Pei Ji feel being watched, and she became nervous inexplicably.

There is a very soft fragrance on Song Er's body, which can only be smelled when he gets close.

Pei Ji sat down beside her, upright and cautious, as if he was going to make an important academic report in front of the entire conference hall, serious and cautious.

Song Wei couldn’t see it, but she could hear it, and heard Pei Ji’s coming over, lightly and slowly, and heard her sitting down slowly, instead of adjusting a comfortable sitting posture like ordinary people, but at the moment she sat down, she sat down. A statue.

Song Er bends the corners of his lips and flattens them quickly. Just about to say something, Pei Ji spoke first: "I think, drink something, I'll go and have a look in the kitchen." After that, he added another sentence. "Do you want it?"

Song Er shook his head: "Thank you, I don't want it, you go."

The kitchen is on the left hand side of the living room, and the door is a sliding door, which is made of transparent glass. Pei Ji opened the door and went in. The inside was clean, there was no trace of oily smoke, and it could be seen that there were not many uses.

She opened the refrigerator, and a lot of drinks and fruits were neatly stacked in the refrigerator. The fruits should have been put on the day Pei Yi left. They are kept fresh in the refrigerator, and they are still fresh.

Pei Ji took the bottle of water, unscrewed it, and took a sip.

The cold water slid down his throat, refreshing and comfortable, Pei Ji felt better, and his brain was more awake.

She screwed on the bottle cap, and when she wanted to go out, she glanced at the trash can at the door. There is a plastic packing box in the trash can with the lid ajar.

Pei Ji suddenly thought of a question. How did Song Ye solve his three meals when Pei Yi was not there?

She bent down and gently moved the lid of the packing box with her fingertips, and the contents of the box were exposed, which was a fried bun. A box of this size can hold six in total, and there are four left in it.

Pei Ji glanced at his watch. It was 2:27 in the afternoon. There were no other packaging bags in the trash can, but the take-out box. In other words, Song Er only ate two fried dumplings all day.

Pei Ji walked to the sink, pressed the hand sanitizer, and washed his hands carefully. While washing, she thought about how she should take care of Song Er.

Can't let her live here alone.

On the one hand, this is Pei Yi's house. After Pei Yi's death, this place became a legacy. It belonged to her parents, and it was inappropriate for Song Ye to live here. On the other hand, her eyes are inconvenient to live alone and need someone to take care of.

You can't let Song Er stay here again, that's for sure. The only question is, where should Song Er leave here?

Pei Ji promised to take care of her, and Song Er seemed to understand where she should go next. However, to accept a person into one's original peaceful, simple and regular life means some kind of change and break.

Pei Ji doesn't like change, and even less like being broken.

She was somewhat resisted.

The sound of footsteps came from behind and stopped not far away.

When Pei Ji turned around, it was Song Wei who came over.

She was standing by the door, holding the door with her left hand, and listening attentively, only the sound of water was rushing.

"Can't you find something?" Song Er asked.

Pei Ji delayed too long, and Song Wei came over, worried that she could not find anything.

Reaching out and pressing the faucet, Pei Ji simply denied: "No."

Her hands were still wet, and there was a box of tissues on the side of the sink. She took a few to wipe her hands, and then threw the tissues into the trash can.

Song Er stood at the door for a while, and after listening to the movement, he walked in.

She couldn't see, Pei Ji stood inside, she determined Pei Ji's position based on the small sound, walked to the place in front of her, stretched out her right hand, and touched it in the air.

Her wrists are very thin, and her complexion is too pale, showing a bit weak.

When he was about to meet Pei Ji, Pei Ji hid subconsciously and grabbed her wrist with his backhand.

Song Er was caught by his wrist, and he paused.

People who are blind are often alert and more sensitive to touch.

Pei Ji met many blind people during his internship in ophthalmology. After seeing more, these blind people were divided into two categories by Pei Ji. One was born blind or was blind when they were very young, and the other was blind when they grew up.

The former is more alert than the latter, and a little bit of wind and grass can cause them to rattle.

For the time being, Pei Ji couldn't guess whether Song Er was congenital or what accident happened later, but no matter which kind, she touched so lightly, it was very presumptuous.

"I'm sorry." Pei Ji apologized, and was about to let go. Song Er's left hand grabbed the arm of her other hand, went down, touched her hand, and passed her thumb. Palm.

Pei Ji froze in an instant, but Song Wei naturally let go, shook his head, and asked in a tone that could see through you: "What do you want to drink?"

She misunderstood and found that Pei Ji was empty in her hands, thinking she hadn't found what she wanted to drink, so she lied.

Pei Ji silently glanced at the mineral water bottle placed on the table, took a sip, and said: "...tea."

The water dispenser is placed where you can see it. Drinks are not difficult to find in the refrigerator. Only the tea leaves are stored in the cabinet. It is normal to find them.

Song Er nodded, indicating that he knew it.

She walked to the side, reached the cooking table, walked to the left along the table, silently counting the steps, walked a few steps, bent down, smoothed her hand to the left on the cabinet, and touched the handle that opened the cabinet door. , Opened the door of the cabinet.

From Pei Ji's angle, he could only see Song Wei looking in the cabinet for a while, and then took out a tea can. The tea caddy is made of ceramics, and you can tell at a glance that it contains good tea.

Song Wei straightened up and put the tea can on the table, and then still touching the edge of the table with her hand, walked two steps to the right until she reached the sink where she wanted to wash her hands. Pei Ji leaned forward and turned on the faucet for her.

Song Wei washed his hands very carefully, and was about to find the cup, Pei Ji stopped her: "I'm coming."

Song Er did not insist, stepped back a few steps, vacated the position, and pointed again: "The cup is in the cabinet at the top left."

Pei Jiyi opened the cabinet as she said. Inside, there are a row of cups, but the textures of the cups are different, such as ceramics, wood, glass, and some relatively small materials, and the shapes are also different. one set of.

It should be for Song Er to take, she can't see it, but she can judge which kind of cup she wants based on the shape and texture of her hand.

Pei Ji glanced at the ceramic tea caddy on the table. She suddenly guessed that the cabinet where the tea was placed was probably all tea leaves, and each type of tea was placed in a pot with a different material and shape.

For Song Er, it is much more convenient, and as a life, it is also very delicate and exquisite.

She finally took the tea set closest to her, an amber glass tea set.

Song Wei stood behind him, making no noise, nor instructing Pei Ji what to do. She just listened to all kinds of small or loud sounds, sometimes it was the sound of water, sometimes it was the soft sound of tea sets colliding, and it was accompanied by the sound of Pei Ji walking around.

After a long time, the tea is ready. The fragrance of tea is elegant, Pei Ji squinted his eyes in the steam of the tea fragrance, feeling quite enjoyable.

She put the teapot and teacup on a small round tray, and when she held it up, she was in a daze. Why did she make tea? The next second, she thought again that she said she wanted to drink tea.

Pei Ji reluctantly bends the corners of her lips and turned around holding the small round tray. Song Er stood by the door, her eyes lowered, her eyelashes hanging low, as if in a daze.

Pei Ji paused and walked in front of her, Song Wei was still in a trance.

"Song..." Pei Ji said, and the sound was a little longer. Before saying the second word, Song Wei came back to his senses and raised his head, still a little dazed.

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As mentioned in the middle of this chapter, the difference between congenital blindness and acquired blindness is the conclusion I reached based on my contacts with several blind people, but don’t take it seriously, because there are few samples and no control variables, so neither Strict and not accurate.

At that time, the purpose of contacting blind people was to observe how their manners and movements differ from ordinary people. The result was useless, because my ability to observe and generalize was too weak.

I'm really a rookie. Busy around. In the description that follows, if there are common sense errors, please forgive me and point out mildly.

Then the only deeper experience is probably that light is a very important thing, even if it's just the light that I once had.

Therefore, if the readers of this article have children, they must take good care of their eyes. Even big friends, big friends are more stubborn, more assertive, and they will definitely not listen to me, so I won't say anything.