Picking the stars

Song Er asked suddenly, and his tone seemed normal again. He didn't know if he had doubts, or just asked to make sure.

Pei Ji became alert for an instant. She thought of reading a book on the psychology of interpersonal communication before. The part on speech skills mentioned that the appropriate use of rhetorical questions can increase the credibility of the content of the words, and it can turn the object and master. Dialogue initiative.

While trying to figure out the meaning of "appropriate use", she considered the words. Two seconds later, in a slightly surprised tone, she asked, "Why do you ask?"

Her ability to learn and use is too strong. This surprise and rhetorical question are just right, very realistic.

Song Er was fooled by her, she shook her head: "It's nothing. It still feels very sudden, but Pei Yi also said a few days ago..."

She thought of something, but didn't say anything.

Pei Ji is a person with little curiosity in life. At this time, most people will ask Pei Yi what he said a few days ago, but she didn't. She just thought that the problem was overturned and reminded Song Wei: "Pack things."

Moving to a place, even if Pei Ji deliberately created it to move in for a period of time, and when Pei Yi came back, he would move back, but also to pack some clothes and personal daily necessities.

Song Wei went to the bedroom, Pei Ji stayed in the living room for a while, put all the tea sets back on the small round trays, and took them to the kitchen for cleaning. She washed the amber glass tea set, wiped off the water, and put it back.

When I came out, I packed up the garbage by the way, carried the garbage bag, put it by the door, and prepared to take it out and throw it away when I left.

After doing this, she washed her hands carefully. When she returned to the living room, she saw the picture of Pei Yi on the bookshelf, walked over and looked at it for a while.

In the photo, Pei Yi is wearing a police uniform, with a bright smile, like the most brilliant sunshine in spring, without a trace of haze. Pei Ji stretched out his hand and clicked on Pei Yi's face. The frame was smooth and cool.

Do you want to bring this photo, Pei Ji thought, after Song Yi learned of Pei Yi's death, there must be something to commemorate.

But then, she felt that she had a lot of things. On the one hand, Song Wei couldn't see it. On the other hand, even if she needed a memorial, she didn't necessarily choose the photo. She would be an outsider to worry about.

Pei Ji left the bookshelf and sat back on the single sofa just now. She didn't help Song Er to pack things, because she felt that people needed privacy. If Song Er needed her help, she would call her.

Just sitting like this is too wasteful of time.

Pei Ji took out his mobile phone, clicked on the mailbox, and downloaded several reports to see.

She has asked for leave these days, but the research has not stopped, and progress reports are sent to her mailbox every day.

Not surprisingly, she can go back to work tomorrow. Pei Ji's mood became clear, and her regular life and the work she loved made her feel at ease.

"Pei Ji." Song Wei's voice came from the bedroom.

Pei Ji put away the phone and walked over.

Song Er heard her coming, stood up, and said with some embarrassment: "I can't close the suitcase."

Pei Ji looked over. There was a black suitcase in front of her. The suitcase was open, with clothes stacked in it, and a few storage bags. They were neatly arranged, but there were too many things and they were almost full. , How can it fit.

Pei Ji walked over, bent down, and Song Wei retreated consciously.

She heard Xixi Suosuo's voice, and it was Pei Ji who was helping her rearrange. Probably it was really too much. After a while, it was not sorted out. Song Er felt sorry, and said in a low voice, "Take a few clothes out." Bring less and you can close it.

Pei Ji ignored her.

After a while, I heard the sound of the zipper being pulled up.

"Okay." Pei Ji said, erecting the suitcase easily.

Song Wei hurriedly said thank you, and reached out and touched the corner of the suitcase, which was the hard texture of metal.

Pei Ji raised his head and glanced at the bedroom. The layout was still very clean and there was nothing superfluous.

A small round table was placed under the window, and a scented candle was lit on the round table. There was a chair beside it, the cushion was soft and wide, and it might be enough for Song Er to nest in. On the handle of the chair, there is also a small light gray blanket hanging.

"I'm going to change clothes." Song Er said softly.

She is now wearing home pajamas, which she definitely can't wear when going out.

Pei Ji set his gaze on her and said, "Okay." So he went out and dragged away the suitcase by the way.

Ten minutes later, Song Er came out, she wore a mask.

Pei Ji didn't think it was weird, probably because of sun protection. She casually guessed that the ultraviolet rays in summer, even if it is cloudy, are terrifying.

Song Er was holding a guide stick in his hand, and Pei Ji dragged the suitcase and said, "Let's go."

After leaving this room, Song Er's inconvenience as a blind person was manifested. She obviously didn't understand the outside environment. She inevitably brought hesitation when walking, and the speed was much slower.

The sound of the guide stick hitting the ground echoed in the corridor, and Pei Ji walked in front, slowing down as much as possible.

Fortunately, the elevator is not far away.

On the first floor, Pei Ji's car stopped outside. Out of the elevator, there is a long hall with three steps outside the hall.

In an environment that couldn't be more ordinary, Pei Ji looked back at Song Er, and only felt that for Song Er, those steps and doors were all dangerous.

She had already seen that Song Er was very rusty in using guide sticks. She walked slowly because she couldn't see, she was uncertain about the environment, and she was instinctively afraid of it.

Pei Ji had a guess that Song Ye's blindness was probably a matter of one or two years. She hasn't adapted to losing her sight. She can only rely on sound, touch, and smell to understand the world.

Pei Ji stopped.

Song Wei found that the footsteps leading the way had disappeared, and stopped, looking a little cramped: "Is it because I am walking too slowly?"

Pei Ji walked to her, then turned around, turned his back to her, and said, "You put your left hand on my shoulder."

Song Wei was stunned, and after a while, she stretched out her hand and fumbled in the air somewhat hesitantly. Her fingertips touched Pei Ji's arm, and she raised her hand and landed on Pei Ji's shoulder.

This is a very commonly used posture to guide the blind to walk.

Touching someone with her hand makes her feel dependent and can also provide her with direction.

Blind people are easy to be lonely, because there is no color, because they can't see the world, so they also lack the sense of participation in the world.

Pei Ji walked ahead, still at an unpleasant speed. Song Wei walked very silently, her hand was not close to Pei Ji's shoulder, she seemed a little restrained, but her hand was guilty and touched the clothes on Pei Ji's shoulder.

Pei Ji did not expose her nervousness. When he walked to the edge of the steps, he reminded her: "There are steps ahead, level three."

"Oh." Song Er responded, cautiously testing on the edge of the steps, and then walked down.

When he got to the side of the car, Pei Ji first opened the door of the passenger seat, let Song Er sit in, and then put the suitcase in the trunk.

She sat in the driver's cab, and Song Er clutched the guide stick. The guide stick was too long and she was trying to put it away. Pei Ji waited for her for a while, and when she put it away, he said, "Seat belt."

Song Wei said twice, and reached out to touch the seat belt. She was a bit clumsy and unorganized. She seemed to be nervous, and finally touched it. She pulled the seat belt over, took it with one hand, and easily replaced her. It's buckled.

Song Wei sounded like a gnat: "Thank you."

Pei Ji hummed softly, obviously not paying attention to this kind of trivial matter.

The car drove out.

It was quiet for two or three minutes. It was impossible for Pei Ji to speak actively, and Song Wei was also somewhat silent.

After a while, Song Er seemed to be finally unable to bear the dullness. She grabbed her guide stick and spoke actively: "Do you know? This guide stick was customized by me. It is very powerful. It can detect obstacles at the height of the face in front and send out reminders."

In her tone, there are good things to share with others.

Pei Ji glanced at her guide stick and said, “I know, this was invented by an associate professor in Japan in 2010.” After thinking about it, he said in a self-confidently euphemistic tone, “Look now, it’s already Not very advanced anymore."

"Oh." Song Wei said blankly, and didn't try to speak again the next way.

Although Pei Ji didn't know why she suddenly lost Tan Xing, she could calm down, and Pei Ji felt very good.

When the car drove for an hour, Song Wei was asleep, but she didn't sleep well, Pei Ji stopped the car, and she opened her eyes, still a little sleepy and blank on her face. , Asked: "Are you there?"

Pei Ji helped her unfasten the seat belt and said, "Here."

This is a densely greened community, so dense that you can even hear the cicadas. There is a large lawn in front of the building where Pei Ji lives. A pond has been dug in the lawn, and willow trees are planted around the pond.

The greening of many communities is well done, and the artificially stacked scenery is exquisite, but this is different.

The ponds, willows, and lawns here all have such a natural and idyllic feeling as they should be. The sun shines through the dense trees, the breeze passes by, and there is the fragrance of lotus leaves in the pond.

When Song Wei got out of the car, she couldn't see it, but could hear the rapid cicadas, could feel the gentle breeze blowing her face, could smell the fragrance of lotus leaves mixed in the fine sunlight, and the smell of summer came on her face like this.

Pei Ji took the suitcase to her side: "Let's go."

Song Wei nodded as if he had first awakened, and couldn't help listening to the cicadas in the summer.

Pei Ji lived on the eighth floor, and they took the elevator up. Song Wei only realized that she was going to Pei Ji's house, so she kept talking about things like trouble you.

Song Er didn't calm down until he entered the house. She walked two steps in, then stopped.

Pei Ji fell behind to close the door. She saw Song Wei listen carefully, like a cat who was alert and timid in an unfamiliar environment, and then she grabbed the guide stick in her hand and looked a little nervous.

"Professor." She looked back for Pei Ji.

Pei Ji walked over and said, "First take you to the room to rest."

Song Ye nodded and said, "Okay."

Pei Ji led her into the guest bedroom.

This bedroom has always been vacant, because Pei Ji has never invited anyone to her house, let alone overnight. But the room is not dirty, because Pei Ji will clean the house once a week, and the dust in the corners will not be let go.

At this time, she led Song Er through the room and told her where the bed was, the wardrobe, and where the bathroom door was. Then she quit and let Song Er stay alone for a while.

Last year, a student of Pei Ji picked up a small milk cat. This student shared a small milk cat adoption strategy with other students in the classroom.

One of them is that on the first day the little milk cat arrives at home, let it adapt to the environment by itself and don’t disturb it, because felines are timid and proud, and they have to familiarize themselves with the new territory. The help of external forces will only let them. More afraid.

The appearance of Song Wei standing at the door just now reminded Pei Ji of what the student said.

She feels that Song Er is also like a kitten who has just arrived and needs time to adapt on her own.

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Nothing to say today.