Picking The Stars (MTL)

8

When Pei Ji reacted, she had already whizzed out and came out of Song Er's room.

She was worried, the tiles were slippery when they were stained with water vapor, and Song Wei couldn't see it yet. So she stood at the door of the bedroom and could hear the movement inside, but it was not so clear.

Holding the tablet in her hand, she is planning tomorrow's schedule while paying attention to the noise inside.

There is a hanging lamp on the wall of the door, the light is not strong, and it pouring down gently, dyeing the corners of Pei Ji's slightly drooping eyes with a soft warmth.

The schedule is actually very simple. At Pei Ji's level, time is very free. She spends most of the time in the laboratory and school.

Sometimes, some research institutions or universities will invite her to give academic reports, especially after winning the award, many invitations are sent to her mailbox every day. She usually refuses, because what needs to be shared was shared in several academic reports she gave after winning the award.

She clicked on the screen a few times, got up half an hour earlier, and left noon, which was originally used for lunch breaks. In the evening, Pei Ji would usually go to the cafeteria of the research institute to settle dinner after get off work, and then return to the laboratory. He would not go home until nine o'clock.

But now, it is obviously not possible, she must go home on time, because there is someone at home waiting for her to take care of.

There was the sound of water rushing in my ears, I don't know why, it sounded a little vague from time to time. Pei Ji raised his eyes and looked at the bathroom. The bathroom door is made of frosted glass, and the light inside is reflected on the door, as if it has been treated with soft light, which has a very gentle feeling of time.

Pei Ji let out a sigh of relief, only to feel that since Song Wei walked into her house, her life had completely changed.

She is actually reluctant. Because life is short, Professor Pei is only willing to spend her time on things she is interested in. Song Er and her have known each other for less than a day, obviously not in this scope of interest.

The sound of water in the bathroom stopped.

Pei Ji immediately turned off the tablet and pricked his ears to listen. There was no noise in the bathroom, it was quiet, probably because Song Er was also afraid of slipping, so he moved very carefully.

After about five minutes, the bathroom door opened. Before Pei Ji could withdraw, he caught a glimpse of Song Wei coming out of it. Her hair was twined, her slender neck was exposed, and she was wearing a light-colored nightdress. She was very gentle in the dim light of her room with the damp water vapor just after bathing.

If the expression on her face is not so confused and helpless, it will be fine.

She reached out and touched the wall, and then stepped carefully in the direction of the bed. When her knee touched the edge of the bed, she bent down, touched the edge of the bed, and sat down slowly.

Every action explained that she was very uncomfortable.

For some reason, Pei Ji did not leave immediately, but looked at Song Er inside through a door.

Song Wei sat alone in the dim light, with the corners of his eyes hanging low, as if thinking about something, Pei Ji looked at her, watching her alone, immersed in his emotions.

After a while, she slowly stood up and walked towards Pei Ji slowly.

Pei Ji's heart slammed, she should withdraw immediately, but then it occurred to him that the blind person's hearing is particularly keen, and she will definitely hear the footsteps when she walks now.