Picking the stars

"Okay." Pei Ji promised her, and then went to the nursing bed without any pause, far away from Song Wei.

She lay down and turned off the light, as if she was going to sleep.

But it is less than nine o'clock.

Song Wei closed her eyes and couldn't fall asleep. Her heart was so confused that she couldn't find any thread. She couldn't think of anything.

Pei Ji didn't make a sound all night, didn't even turn over, quiet as if it didn't exist. Song Wei opened his eyes and lost consciousness in a daze until the early hours of the morning.

But as if only a few seconds passed, she woke up, the morning light shone through the curtains, and the sky was already bright.

Song Wei was very tired, but she had lost her sleepiness. She was lying on her back, feeling chaotic, dull for a few minutes before remembering what happened last night.

The heartbeat suddenly intensified, Song Wei turned her head abruptly, and saw Pei Ji on the **** bed. She blinked to make sure that she was still there. It was better.

Before long, Pei Ji also woke up.

She doesn't have the habit of lying in bed. She wakes up, takes a look at the time, then sits up, gets out of bed, washes and changes clothes, takes breakfast, takes care of Song Er to freshen up, and takes care of Song Er to eat.

It seems that there is no difference in peace.

Song Er also tried his best to behave as usual. She glanced at Pei Ji from time to time and paid attention to her expression.

After nine o'clock, Pei Ji received a call. There was an urgent matter at the institute, and she had to go back.

As usual, Pei Ji came to an **** and told her what time Song Wei took the medicine and the dosage, so he packed her laptop and some documents and was ready to leave.

"Pei Ji." Song Wei called her.

Pei Ji had already reached the door, hearing Song Er's voice, she looked back at her.

She is tall among girls, wearing a women's white shirt, with light makeup on her face, long hair taken care of, and she looks delicate and alienated.

She looked at Song Er calmly, waiting for her to speak.

Song Wei seemed to have something on her mind, she seemed to have a lot to say, but she didn't know how to speak, Pei Ji stood at the door and waited.

After a while, Song Er raised his hand and shook it: "Be careful."

Pei Ji nodded and left.

There is a long way to go to hospitals and research institutes. This emergency is a serious error in the experimental data of a project team, which caused the entire team of researchers to spend more than a month's efforts in vain.

There is not much time left for this project and it is very urgent.

When Pei Ji arrived, there was an argument in the conference room. Seeing that she had arrived, the arguing people stopped, stood up, and called out: "Professor Pei."

Pei Ji changed the white lab coat used for the experiment. She clicked on a few names and said: "Let's check the results of the experiment first. Others will stay here to sort out their speeches."

Near noon, Xia Qing arrived at the hospital.

She is here to say goodbye.

Song Er's postoperative recovery was very smooth, with almost no adverse reactions. Li Shengbai said several times that young people have strong recovery ability. After confirming that they passed the dangerous period, he transferred the patient to another doctor and left the hospital. , Go to work on something else.

Xia Qing and Song Jueming have also put a lot of work on hold, and now Song Wei is about to be discharged from the hospital, they have to leave.

After adulthood, Song Nei and his parents often get together less and more. The separation has long been a thing of habit, but this time, Song Nei felt particularly sad.

"Stay for a few more days." Song Er begged, "When I leave the hospital, I will accompany you and dad to have a meal."

None of them had a good meal together.

Xia Qing shook her head: "No." She looked at Song Er's eyes and laughed, "It's fine if you are fine. Mom has nothing to worry about. Save the meal and wait for the next time."

She had already made a decision, and Song Wei knew it was useless to persuade.

Xia Qing reached out and touched a strand of her daughter's hair, pinning it behind Song Er's ear. Song Wei parted sadly, and warmly urged: "You and Dad must pay attention to your health, and you must tell me anything at home."

Xia Qing nodded, smiled and said, "Okay."

While talking, she looked around the ward, and saw a pile of materials neatly stacked on the table over there, several neatly lined pens, and two water cups lined up side by side, of the same style.

Xia Qing knew that if she went to the bathroom, she would also see a pair of toothbrushes, mouthwash cups, and towels of the same style with only different colors.

They are all the same styles that Song Er let people choose deliberately.

This is the only one I can't worry about.

"Professor Pei..." Xia Qing deliberated his words, thinking about how to say it.

Pei Ji's performance on the day of the operation impressed Xia Qing too deeply. After that, although Pei Ji's behavior was normal and there was no difficulty in communicating, Xia Qing still felt that something was wrong.

Art students will be more emotionally sensitive. She asked: "Is Professor Pei some obstacles in emotional expression?"

She waited outside the operating room, so nervous that she couldn't even hold the spoon, but her expression was calm, which was abnormal.

"No." Song Wei was worried that her mother would have any bad views on Pei Ji, and quickly denied, explaining for Pei Ji, "She is just slower, as I told you, she is slower, more boring, and doesn't love. There is no obstacle to speaking."

Xia Qing looked at her clearly.

After Song Wei finished speaking, she also found that she was too nervous, so she smiled helplessly: "She is a little bit less able to express emotions, but part of it is acquired. Now it is getting better and better. She can already distinguish a lot of emotions. ."

She was speaking for Pei Ji both in and out of her words, and wanted her family not to be prejudiced against the professor.

Of course Xia Qing heard it. She asked, "Do you like her so much?"

She asked bluntly, and Song Er nodded, a little shy: "I told you before the operation."

Xia Qing's gaze fell on the pair of water cups placed side by side, and when he looked carefully, the pair of water cups happened to be placed on both sides of the table on either side of the axis of symmetry.

The other objects on the table are also neatly arranged to the point of mechanical.

This obsessive-compulsive disorder is almost sick.

"She won't bully me." Song Er tried to reassure Xia Qing.

Xia Qing is not worried about what Pei Ji will do to sorry Song Er. She has had contact with Pei Ji, and it can be seen that she is not a person who will force others.

She had seen Xiao Wei put things away, Pei Ji didn't have any blame. When Xiao Wei ran out and didn't need it, she went to put the things back in place.

In the past few days, Xiao Wei’s wound hurt. Although Pei Ji didn't talk much, he still tried to talk to her, trying to help her divert her attention and make her feel better. But she is really not good at finding topics. Every time she talks about topics that make people difficult to answer seriously, her expression is also serious and cute. And Xiaoyou worked hard to cooperate, trying to behave as if the topic of the professor is really chatty, and it is completely like a silly little girl in love.

After seeing Pei Ji, Xia Qing never worried that Pei Ji would be bad for Song Wei, she was worried about other things.

Song Wei looked at her nervously, Xia Qing had to press what she originally wanted to say, and told her: "Take care of her. Mom will go home together when you are waiting for the New Year."

Of course Song Er said yes.

Song Jueming came to pick up Xia Qing after noon, and they booked a ticket for tonight. Song Er couldn't see him off, so he told them in the ward that he had a safe journey.

As soon as Song Jueming and Xia Qing left, the ward became quiet again. The **** was a very silent middle-aged man. Sitting on the side, she would only move when Song Er needed it.

Song Er took the phone and opened WeChat.

After she regained her vision, she could finally see Pei Ji's WeChat nickname, which turned out to be a full stop.

No wonder the system can't read it.

Song Er wondered boredly what the full stop meant to the professor. Is it a sign that is finished in one sentence, or is it round like a cell, so cute?

And her head is a cat.

A little white milk cat, lying on the ground, showing a soft belly, unguarded.

Song Wei was jealous inexplicably, thinking about whose cat it was, it looked like the professor took it himself. How could she shoot other kittens? She was very perfunctory in continuous shooting, until she got angry, she learned to shoot well. of.

It took Song Wei a long time to realize that she was jealous with a cat, but it was so sour.

Calling her kitten every day, it turns out that other cats are used in the head.

She glanced at the time, it was almost five o'clock, and sent Pei Ji a WeChat message, asking her what she would like to eat at night.

Pei Ji did not reply.

By nine o'clock, Pei Ji did not hear anything.

Song Er inevitably thought of what happened last night. The professor obviously liked her, but she felt that she really resisted being close to her.

Song Wei didn't understand why, she was too fast, the professor hadn't figured out whether she liked this kind of emotion, or the professor didn't like it, because she thought she was too casual and too frivolous.

if the latter one……

Song Wei looked at the dialog box on the screen in silence, Pei Ji never answered her, the dialog box was so quiet as if there would never be an answer again. Song Er's heart fell uncontrollably.

Pei Ji was busy until eleven o'clock, had two meetings, adjusted the project process, and followed the experimental team through the experimental ideas.

When she finally stopped to look at the phone, she found that Song Er asked her what she wanted to eat at night a few hours ago.

She hastily took a few bites of the box lunch at night, and can't remember what the side dishes are in the box lunch. She was about to reply when new news came in.

Song Ye: Will you come back?

Pei Ji walked outside while typing on the screen, first answered back, and then explained what he had eaten at night, and finally told Song Er that she had been busy and entered the busy content in detail.

Halfway through the loss, a cat rushed out and ran in front of her, lying down, showing her belly, and yelling softly: "Meow~"

Pei Ji stopped and stared at it.

The little white milk cat hasn't seen her for half a month. He has grown up a bit, but he still recognizes Pei Ji and wants her to touch her.

"I have a cat I like." Pei Ji said blankly.

The little milk cat didn't understand, she wanted her paw to touch Pei Ji's ankle, Pei Ji avoided, she thought about what Song Yi did to her last night, and her mood fell down.

"It's a bad cat," she said, her voice low.

She bypassed the little milk cat and continued to walk outside. The little milk cat turned over and followed her, meowing constantly.

Pei Ji didn't care about it anymore.

When I arrived at the hospital, it was almost twelve o'clock.

The light in the ward was off, leaving only a small light beside the bed. The hospital bed bulged a little, and the sound of pushing the door sounded, but there was no movement.

Pei Ji let go and took a shower in the bathroom first.

She moved quickly and lightly, and when she returned to the ward, Song Er still maintained her original posture. Pei Ji followed the light coming in from the corridor and lay down on his bed.

She turned sideways in Song Er's direction and said softly, "Good night."

Song Wei has not fallen asleep, has been waiting for Pei Ji, afraid all night, afraid that she will not come back.

She wasn't sure whether to respond to the professor's goodnight. After hesitating for a while, she heard Pei Ji's same low voice, learning Song Er's usual tone, saying to herself: "Goodnight Professor."

Song Wei was stunned for a moment and thought it was funny. She opened her eyes, but saw the opposite, Pei Ji was looking at her.

Her sleepless eyes fell into Pei Ji's eyes, and she was caught upright.

Bad cat who doesn't want to say goodnight to her. Pei Ji looked at Song Wei, and after a few seconds, Pei Ji turned his back to her.