Picking the stars - Chapter 92

Song Er increasingly occupied Pei Ji’s thoughts. She thought Song Ye hadn’t smiled happily for a long time, and thought of the black and white cat, regretting that she shouldn’t be separated from Song Ye.

Since it has started, they should be together well, and shouldn’t get angry with Song Er, but the phrase “leave or break up, you choose one” will echo in her mind again.

Pei Ji is not as tough as she has shown, and feels at ease.

Don’t just talk about separation at will, and don’t let her leave when you encounter problems. It is Pei Ji’s bottom line, but she will still feel guilty, because it saddens Song Wei, and because she waited for four years.

She slept very unsteadily, had a terrible headache, and began to lose the distinction between reality and dreams.

She seemed to have returned to a certain day four years ago. She was alone in the cinema to watch the “Long Night” played by Song Ye. There were not many people in the cinema, twos and threes, she was sitting in the middle position, she was the only one in the whole row.

It was Song Ye’s birthday, and she came back quietly from West Africa. This was Song Ye’s first birthday after they were together. It has an extraordinary meaning. She wants to be with Song Ye.

It’s just that she came too eagerly and forgot to bring her domestic calling card.

At that time, she still couldn’t let her let her leave. She was very conflicted. On the one hand, she wanted to see Song Ye, but on the other hand she was unwilling to communicate with her. The fact that she didn’t bring her phone card gave her a reason to avoid talking to Song Ye before meeting Song Ye.

She bought a six-inch raspberry cake in a cake shop. The raspberries were fresh, the flesh was full, and the color was bright. It looked like a kitten. Pei Ji specifically asked the clerk to put more raspberries for her.

The small basket of raspberries given to Song Er last time was given by her mother, but this time she bought Song Er and placed it on Song Er’s birthday cake. In fact, Pei Ji can’t tell the specific difference in meaning between the two, but she thinks it should have different meanings.

She took the raspberry cake to Song Er’s house, rang the doorbell, and no one opened it. Pei Ji was sitting and waiting on the steps behind the tree wall.

After waiting for an hour, Pei Ji considered that if Song Er did not come back, she would contact her to determine whether she would go home today. It was still early, and if Song Er did not go home, she would still have time to find her.

After another ten minutes, she waited until Song Er, but Song Er did not come back alone. There was a person next to her, her name was Ji Yin, who was also engaged in immunology research, and Pei Ji had met her.

They walked over together, and when they reached the door, Song Wei smiled and said something to her. Ji Yin took Song Wei’s arm and took a step towards Song Wei, talking in his mouth. Song Wei listened and laughed. After laughing, Ji Yin also let go of his hand, stepped back, and shook his hand to Song Er politely.

Song Er entered the door.

Ji Yin didn’t leave immediately. She stood outside the door for nearly a minute before turning and leaving, with a smile on her face.

None of them saw Pei Ji behind the tree wall.

Pei Ji couldn’t tell what she thought, but she was very resistant to someone approaching her kitten. But in a moment she suddenly thought of what Song Er said on the day of separation.

She said, if you are not a well-known immunologist and not so dazzling, I might not pay attention to you.

When she heard it, she just felt hurt instinctively, but she didn’t understand why, but at this time, she could understand it a little.

Because there are many immunologists in the world, she is not the only one. Ji Yin is also engaged in immunology research, perhaps in Song Er’s eyes, she is also an outstanding and dazzling person.

If Song Er likes her because of her identity as an immunologist, then she is not irreplaceable.

Realizing that she was not the only one in Song Wei’s heart, Pei Ji was very disappointed, as if she had become irrelevant. She was very disappointed, not to Song Er, but to herself.

She silently looked at the cake box next to her, thinking that she could not go to see Song Er like this.

She hurried back, on the one hand to celebrate her kitten’s birthday, on the other hand, she planned to take this opportunity to chat with Song Wei in person, begging her to promise not to push her away again.

To talk about such a serious matter, she must calm down.

It’s not too late, it’s too late. Pei Ji took the cake and walked away. There was a cinema outside the community. When she remembered Song Er’s movie, she went to the cinema.

The movie was released in December. When it was released, she had just left. It is now in March. There are not too many people watching. There are only four or five people in the whole show. She is the only one in the row where she sits.

She put the cake on her knees, very careful not to overturn it.

The movie soon began to show. The lights in the entire theater were turned off, and only the light from the screen was on Pei Ji’s face.

This is a movie played by Song Ye, and Pei Ji watched it very intently.

The hero of the movie is a physicist, his surname is Fang, and everyone calls him Professor Fang. He is a typical intellectual. He wears glasses and looks good. He is usually reticent and has a straightforward personality and a little dazed. Only when physics is mentioned, he becomes excited, his eyes are shining, and his love is written on his face.

The dancer played by Song Er was sent to the west for reconstruction due to poor family background.

And Professor Fang is the teacher who was transferred from the university to give them lessons.

When the dancer first saw Professor Fang, he was attracted to him.

Whenever Professor Fang talked about his physics enthusiastically, the dancer listened attentively and looked at his face intently, not missing any of his expressions.

It was an era of oppressive human nature. They gradually developed affection for each other, avoided the eyes of the world, and quietly passed their eyes. Every movement became deep and meaningful. When they passed by, the parts they touched are separated from the clothes. The friction seems to be infinitely magnified.

They were depressed and happy. The dancer pretended to pass by the physicist’s window inadvertently, leaving a flower, a leaf, a back, and a pair of eyes with smile and admiration.

Finally one night, they met at a corner. At the moment their eyes met, they embraced and kissed eagerly. The gasp floated away in the night until the dancer recovered and pushed Professor Fang away. They hurriedly looked around, making sure that no one was passing by, and then heaved a sigh of relief.

Pei Ji watched this movie in the cinema alone, and she was depressed. She couldn’t help comparing herself with Professor Fang, feeling that they were very similar.

She felt more and more down. She knew that she was making troubles unreasonably. This was just a movie, but she was inevitably uncomfortable.

At the end of the movie they were not together after all. The final picture falls on a memory.

“I want to do a dance for you. You are my favorite person. You should always look at my most dazzling look.” Song Er’s voice came out.

They were sitting on a hillside with green grass and spring flowers on the hillside.

Song Er stood up while speaking, and performed the most dazzling dance in his life in front of Professor Fang.

The picture gradually blurred and drifted away, and the movie was over.

Pei Ji walked out of the movie theater. She didn’t go to Song Er’s house again, and went directly to the airport. She took the cake back. She didn’t eat it and kept it in the room. A few days later, the cake broke and the raspberry broke.

Lying on the bed, Pei Ji thought of the cake, the movie, and Song Er’s words, “If you are not a well-known immunologist and not so dazzling, I might not pay attention to you.”

She was not the only one to Song Er. She was sad for a long time, until she couldn’t help but miss it anymore. So she called Song Er the first phone call after going to West Africa and heard Song Er say I miss you on the phone.

At that moment, Pei Ji discovered that it didn’t matter whether it was the only one, because she had seriously imagined that if Song Wei fell in love with others, she would be very painful, but she would not be blamed.

She understands that not everyone is like her, and liking someone is like grabbing a straw, holding on tightly. Song Er has the freedom to stay and leave here.

All she wants is that when they still like each other, she can not push her away.

Song Er came very early, because Pei Ji’s work and rest routines always wake up very early.

She didn’t worry about letting Pei Ji go to the hospital alone. She was in a bad state last night.

It was only half past seven when he arrived outside Pei Ji’s house. Song Wei knocked on the door, and no one came to open it. She waited a while and knocked again, but there was no one.

In normal times, if Pei Ji didn’t open the door for her, Song Wei would leave wisely, but today Pei Ji is sick.

Song Er was a little uneasy, but after another thought, perhaps the professor had already gone to the hospital.

She calmed down a bit and called Pei Ji. The ring rang for a while, but no one answered.

Song Wei clenched the phone uncomfortably, she stood at the door hesitating for a few seconds, took out the key from her bag, and opened the door to enter.

She always had the keys to Pei Ji’s house, and Pei Ji did not ask her to return it, nor did she change the door lock.

She walked in, glanced, did not see Pei Ji, and pushed directly away from Pei Ji’s bedroom.

Pei Ji fell asleep on the bed.

Song Er loosened her hand holding the doorknob. She moved lightly, walked over, and walked to the bed, seeing that most of Pei Ji’s face in the bed was covered under the quilt, only the part above the eyes was exposed.

Her heart softened, she reached out her hand to touch Pei Ji’s forehead, and when her palm touched Pei Ji, her body temperature was hot.

Song Wei’s expression changed and he called her hurriedly: “Professor.”

Pei Ji moved and opened his eyes, as if a layer of mist floated in his eyes. Song Er bent down and said softly, “Get up, let’s go to the hospital.”

Her body temperature is too hot and she has to go to the hospital quickly.

But Pei Ji didn’t seem to hear what she was talking about. He just looked at her steadily and called her name unconsciously: “Song Er.”

Song Wei was stunned for a moment, and suddenly remembered that in the last few phone calls two years ago, the professor had the same tone, groggy, and asked her about my kitten. I also said that the raspberry I bought for you is broken.

Song Wei’s heart tightened, and she was a little flustered for no reason. She stretched out her hand to pick Pei Ji up, and said: “Let’s go to the hospital.”

When she lifted Pei Ji up, her hand loosened, and the things in her hand fell on the quilt. Song Wei looked intently at the coin she wrapped in the dumpling, which she washed on the dining table last night. I don’t know when the professor held it in his hand.

Pei Ji was a bit slower than her. After a while, she became more sober, only to find that the coin she had held all night had dropped. She reached out and picked it up, held it firmly in her hand, lowered her head, and said nothing.

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I was late, and I couldn’t write a paragraph later, so I moved it to the next chapter.

I went on to write, if possible, another chapter in the evening, don’t wait.

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