Picking The Stars (MTL)

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Song Er's voice, as well as what she said, miraculously calmed Pei Ji. She still felt bored and could not breathe, but she was no longer at a loss.

She also remembered why she was here.

She doesn't go home very much, and she doesn't often contact her home unless necessary, because she knows that there is Pei Yi, and Pei Yi will take good care of her parents and they don't need her.

She came today because Pei Yi is gone. Mom and Dad are very sad. The sadness affects sleep, spirit, and daily life. She didn't feel relieved, so come and have a look.

Pei Ji held the phone, and she looked at the chat interface with Song Ye. The chat interface of WeChat is very simple. At the top and center is Song Er's name, with its own white chat background, and Song Er's avatar is still the cat. Before today's three voices, there was a chat record from yesterday afternoon, a voice message that lasted fifty-seven seconds.

Pei Ji remembered every word Song Ye said.

In that 57-second voice, she expressed her longing and fear of going to Professor Sun's home as a guest, and told Pei Ji that she had prepared a gift, and asked the professor to help her choose when she returned home.

Pei Ji's reply is only one word, good.

She remembered that when she received this message in the locker room yesterday, she was very puzzled, wondering why Song Wei could say such a long speech. Before her, Pei Ji had never received a voice for nearly a minute.

But now, this thing that made her wonder makes her feel at ease, because Song Er needs her.

This living room is very large and the decoration is very particular, but Pei Ji feels very cold in it. Only the small chat interface on the mobile phone can give her a little peace of mind.

So, she held the phone very tightly, as if it were the only thing she had.

There was footsteps behind him, and Pei Yuan went downstairs.

Pei Ji looked at him and stood up.

Pei Yuan looked nothing unusual. He first walked to the dining table and took a look and said, "I'm all ready." He looked at Pei Ji and smiled, "Your mother is not feeling well and can't get out of bed. Aunt Liu will give her food. Serve it up, and our father and daughter will eat by ourselves."

His voice was mild, and he deliberately expressed closeness, but Pei Ji remembered the conversation he had just heard, and the feeling of dizziness and breathlessness came again.

She was very sad, but she didn't show it and said, "I won't eat, I'm leaving."

She just promised to stay, and now she is leaving again. Pei Yuan was surprised and vaguely felt that something was wrong, but he still politely kept it: "What is so important? There is no time for lunch? Dad hasn't had a drink with you yet, so now I will open a bottle of good wine. You accompany your father for a drink before leaving, okay?"

Pei Ji looked at Pei Yuan, she was silent for a while, and refused: "I want to go."

Pei Yuan was embarrassed and was not happy, so he said, "Okay, then next time."

Pei Ji did not nod, because she did not have the confidence to have the next time. Although she is slow and insensitive to feelings, she can get hurt.

Leaving his parents' home, Pei Ji drove the car and went home.

She couldn't concentrate very much. When taking the driver's license test, Pei Ji had studied the traffic laws and knew that when driving, she had to pay attention and obey the traffic rules. But now, she was a little messy and couldn't focus on the road conditions ahead.