Picking The Stars (MTL)

6

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.