Picking the stars

They are looking for a balanced and comfortable way to get along.

Song Wei just wanted to stay at home and stay with Pei Ji, but within two days, Pei Ji was about to work.

She had rested for most of the winter, which was the longest vacation since she worked, so she could no longer be lazy.

The conquering of the W virus is a major event that has attracted worldwide attention. Major universities and research institutions are looking for ways to cooperate with Pei Ji. Pei Ji’s itinerary is one by one, all of which are on business trips. The short two or three days, the long half. Months are often not in a time zone.

When she was busy, Song Er was naturally meaningless to be at home alone.

She arrived at the studio. In just one morning, all the colleagues in the studio saw the extra ring on her hand and secretly wondered if she was going to get married.

Song Wei didn't know that she was being discussed. She sat down and felt very uncomfortable. Obviously piles of work were in front of her, but she didn't want to move. She swung the phone a few times, and then drew something on the paper with a pen. In short, she was restless and empty in her heart.

After a while, she calmed down and started to do things.

Within a few minutes, Pei Ji sent her a message that she was off the plane.

Song Er hurriedly called her back.

There was the noise of the airport on Pei Ji's side, and Song Erkong's heart that had been lost all morning finally had a place to rest.

"Is it cold over there?" she asked with a smile.

Pei Ji replied: "It's a bit colder than ours."

"Do you know if you wear more clothes? Don't get lucky." Song Er exhorted.

She has said this countless times. Pei Ji’s luggage was sorted out by her. After checking the climate there, she found that it was a dry and cold area. She told Pei Ji a hundred times to drink more water and dress more, not at night. Go out alone.

Pei Ji almost heard the cocoon in his ears, and replied dryly: "I see."

Song Er was still uneasy. She was silent for a while, her mood suddenly fell, and her voice also lowered: "I should go with you. In less than a day, I started to miss you."

Pei Ji walked out of the airport, and the person who picked up the plane opened the door for her. Pei Ji stood by the car, and her lips curled when she heard Song Wei say this.

Putting down the phone, the feeling of being empty made a comeback.

She lowered her head to see the ring on her finger, pinched the ring in her right hand and turned it around. There were already traces of the ring on her finger.

She hasn't taken it off since putting it on that night.

It's strange to say that Pei Ji didn't care about it, but Song Wei started to care about himself.

She probably feels wronged like this. She always seems to be blocking something, but if the professor does not give in, they will not be able to be together. She feels that she has done nothing wrong. After all, personal safety is the first thing. Now, what else to talk about.

She firmly believed so, but as soon as Pei Ji backed down, she followed the guilt, and after she found the ring, she was even more shaken.

Pei Ji rested in the hotel for two hours. At 1 o'clock in the afternoon, the organizer sent someone to pick her up.

At two o'clock, the report started on time.

The topics are the same, and Pei Ji feels like a repeater. But she understands that sometimes, she has to do things she doesn't want to do.

She has relatively plenty of time. Except for working hours, she can freely arrange the rest of the time. She had a half-hour video call with Song Er at night.

Song Er has gone home, she lay on the bed, listlessly: "You are not here, I have no appetite to eat."

Pei Ji frowned.

"I don't want to go home, I don't want to sleep, I miss you."

Pei Ji's brows stretched out, but at a loss, he didn't know how to relieve Song Er's miss.

"One of the balloons deflated."

Pei Ji couldn't help saying, "I'll buy you a new one." After thinking about it for a while, he asked, "Which one?"

"The one from SpongeBob Squarepants."

Pei Ji doesn't recognize SpongeBob SquarePants, but she will guess based on the balloon shape and determine that Song Wei is referring to the big yellow sponge-shaped balloon.

"I actually think the blue Doraemon looks better." Pei Ji expressed her opinion.

Song Er is not so naive, she is not interested in cartoon characters: "Doraemon is too fat, but I want Doraemon's pocket, he can get everything in his pocket."

Pei Ji was shocked: "What? Is there such a pocket?"

"Yeah!" Song Wei enthusiastically introduced Doraemon to Professor Pei who had no childhood.

They just chatted for half an hour of unnutritious content.

He was happy when he was speaking, but when the video was closed, Pei Ji's voice and appearance disappeared, and Song Wei only felt that the house was terribly quiet.

She was lying on Pei Ji’s bed with Pei’s pillow.

The coin under the pillow was taken away by Pei Ji. When she saw her put the coins in the inner pocket of the suitcase last night, she smiled and said, what if it gets mixed up with other coins by accident?

The professor thought that she was right, so she went to find a small cloth bag to fill the coins, and sewed the opening of the cloth bag, like an amulet from a temple.

But the professor does not believe in religion, and the coin is just a special item for her that she is willing to carry with her. In addition, it does not bring additional functions such as luck.

Song Wei closed her eyes, she really missed her, more than four years ago, when they first fell in love and went away, their bones hurt.

Pei Ji went into the pit of Doraemon in Song Ye's Amway, and watched an episode of cartoon before going to bed. The cartoon was not long, less than twenty minutes.

After she finished watching, she didn’t feel very satisfied. The Doraemon in Song Er’s mouth was very interesting, but she didn’t see the effect very well. Pei Ji gave up the idea of ​​watching the next episode, but did not give up on Doraemon. She decided to Only touch the Doraemon in Song Er's mouth.

With Song Er's company, her sleep at night has improved a lot, but there is no Song Er tonight, and Pei Ji is not used to it.

The bed in the hotel is always chilly. She couldn’t sleep for more than an hour. Pei Ji got up, took out the small cloth bag with coins from the suitcase, held it in her hand, and played Song Wei’s song on her mobile phone. To fall asleep.

The next day, Pei Ji got up at seven, and Song Er also got up at seven.

They were separated by thousands of kilometers, but at 7:20, they all sat down at the dining table. After Pei Ji finished his meal, he stayed at the table to browse today's news. After Song Wei had finished his meal, he went back to sleep and got up to work again after nine o'clock.

Pei Ji’s schedule today is very tight. She met many people, communicated with many people, and took photos with many people. She felt a little tired, and found that there was an art gallery next to the venue.

Pei Ji used the break between the two reports to go to the art gallery.

The gallery just happened to be exhibiting the famous series, and there were a lot of people.

Pei Ji took the brochure and looked at it one by one, but she was always insensitive to art and could only understand a little bit of fur. Halfway through, she felt that someone was patting her. When she looked back, she found that it was two little girls.

They were a little embarrassed when they saw that they were discovered, but they walked up and asked her for permission in a low voice: "We are fans of Xiaoyou, can we post the incident about you on Weibo? We won't show you a positive photo. "

Song Ye almost didn't show up. Fans can only review her previous works, so whenever there is news about Song Ye, they will be excited for a long time.

Pei Ji nodded and said, "Yes."

Then continue to look at the painting.

The two little girls didn't go, and followed her step by step. They are art students with professional insights into paintings. After following two paintings, they mustered up the courage and whispered, "Professor Pei, let's be your narrator."

Pei Ji remembered that Song Wei mentioned their visit to the art museum on Weibo, teasing that she couldn't understand the paintings, but she looked very cute when she visited them carefully.

Pei Ji smiled, not accepting their kindness.

For her, the artistic value of the paintings is not important. She didn't come here to understand the paintings. She came only because she missed Song Ye very much. Doing things related to Song Ye can make her feel at ease.

The two little girls left with regret and did not interrupt them.

In the evening, Pei Ji told Song Ye about the incident. Song Ye said with a smile: "No wonder I saw you on Weibo. The blogger said that I met you in the art gallery."

Pei Ji did not speak.

Song Er's smile faded, and his tone was softer: "When will you be back?"

She has Pei Ji’s itinerary. Pei Ji gave it to her early in the morning. She knows when to come back, but she still can’t help asking, as if listening to Pei Ji himself, there will be a hope, as long as you look forward to that time. Enough.

Pei Ji told her: "I will go home on Wednesday."

Song Er complained distractedly: "It's still a long time."

Obviously only two days, soon. Pei Ji said to her lips but didn't say it, because she felt that it was a long time. She was silent for a while before saying: "I want any door of Doraemon. I also want to see you. I miss you very much. I love you."

Song Er's upset disappeared in an instant, and what followed was a sense of soreness full of happiness in his heart. Song Er didn't understand why he was so happy, but his heart was so sore, accompanied by his heartache for the professor.

"I love you too." She whispered.

Song Yi finally understood what it was like to wait for her at home before, but she was much better, because Pei Ji's return date was fixed, she didn't always travel on business, but intermittently, and it would be nice to be busy in the first half of the year.

Song Wei flicked his finger to live, and finally it was summer.

They are getting more and more stable. Pei Ji hasn't mentioned the four-year separation with Song Wei once, and she really doesn't seem to care at all. She didn't mention that Song Er also gradually got rid of the initial shakiness of guilt.

Finally arrived at the last business trip of Pei Ji's scheduled itinerary.

This time it took a long time. It took more than ten days to go, and it took a 12-hour flight.

Song Wei kept her luggage, and repeatedly told her not to go out at noon, because it was too dry, and she should take a rest. Pei Ji agreed well.

In addition to missing her, Song Er also gradually settled for waiting.

She has been recording songs in the recording studio for the past two days.

Today was exceptionally unsatisfactory. Why didn’t I sing smoothly for several transpositions. Song Ye was not satisfied after recording many times. The recording engineer suggested: "The transposition of this song is too difficult. It is normal to sing badly. Otherwise, modify it. Let's change it smoothly."

The song was written by Song Er. She felt that this version was the one she was most satisfied with after many revisions, and she didn't want to change it. She tried various techniques on her own and recorded several more editions before choosing one that was satisfactory.

Coming out of the recording studio, I ran into Shen Zhizhou. Shen Zhizhou's car was parked on the side of the road a few days ago and was hit. It was all a taxi this time, and I saw Song Er just hitting the car.

When Pei Ji wasn't there, Song Wei was alone when he came home. After seeing her, he simply had dinner together.

Shen Zhizhou likes Japanese food, and Song Er accompanies her to check in to a newly opened Japanese food store. The ingredients in the Japanese food store are very fresh, and Song Er's appetite is not good, so he only ate some sashimi.

Shen Zhizhou has had a difficult time recently. Her husband cheated and was caught on the spot. She was dealing with the divorce these two days.

She drank a glass of sake and yelled at scumbags for having no conscience. They were high school classmates, from their first love to marriage, from school uniforms to wedding dresses, how many people they envied, and the seven-year itch passed smoothly. Who would have thought that he would cheat , The object of derailment is still a friend of Shen Zhizhou.

Song Er heard her scolding for a long time, but also felt very embarrassed. How could it not be a moment of freshness after more than ten years of mutual affection.

"It's better for you and Professor Pei. You are not from the same world. After so many twists and turns, you still come together, and you must be well in the future." Shen Zhizhou was a little drunk.

Song Wei frowned and wanted to say, we are in the same world now, and she has gone into the professor's world. But I felt that now, it was really piercing her heart, so I pressed it down without mentioning it.

She sent Shen Zhizhou home, counting the time, the professor would be back in three days, and her dull mood improved.

After arriving home, she called Pei Ji.

No one answered.

Song Wei glanced at the time. It was almost twelve o'clock, which belonged to Pei Ji's rest time. According to the professor's regularity, it was impossible to be busy. She hit another one, this time, was picked up, but the voice was not Pei Ji's.

"Miss Song, I'm Professor Pei's assistant." The person over there said, his voice was very soft, as if it was deliberately lowered.

Song Wei was inexplicably uneasy, and asked, "Where is Pei Ji?"

"Professor Pei is sick and hospitalized, and I keep the mobile phone." The assistant was sitting on the edge of the bed. Professor Pei was asleep. He was afraid of waking her, so he stood up and walked outside.

Song Er's heart suddenly mentioned that she was still sensible, and the assistant's tone was not flustered, so it was judged that Pei Ji's condition would not be too bad.

But reason belongs to reason. While she said in her heart that it shouldn’t be too bad, she was full of panic when she opened her mouth: "What's the matter?"

"The schedule was too tight, the jet lag did not reverse, and I was tired, and Professor Pei had been infected with the W virus in West Africa. Although he was cured, the virus came on fiercely and left sequelae. The professor's body was a little weaker."

Song Wei was dizzy, and she pressed the table in front of her to prevent her from slumping weakly. She was so incredulous that she asked dryly, "What has she, what has she infected?"

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