Picking The Stars (MTL)

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After the phone call, Pei Ji stood in the aisle, some absent-mindedly lowering his eyebrows thinking about something.

The kitten came again, moving its short legs, trotting, and came to Pei Ji, stopped, raised his head, looked at her curiously, and whispered: "Meow."

Tentatively, he walked in again, his eyes were a little timid, but he obviously wanted to get close to Pei Ji.

Pei Ji looked at it for a second, then turned around and entered the office, shutting it outside the door.

When the kitten outside the door left, Pei Ji didn't know. As soon as she sat down, she devoted herself to work. Until after get off work at noon, she went to the cafeteria to buy food and go home.

During the phone call just now, Song Wei was very happy. She was looking forward to going to that small Italian city with Pei Ji, listening to her important speeches, and sightseeing in the city with her.

When Pei Ji entered the elevator, he recalled the most worthwhile places to visit and see in that small town. The phone was too rushed, and there was no time to say a lot of valuable sightseeing information. After lunch, she could be there. Stay at home for ten more minutes and describe it with Song Er.

She opened the door and went in, and at a glance she saw Song Er sitting by the window with a guitar leaning on the edge of the chair. Song Er didn't play, and she was not doing anything else. She just sat quietly, looking in a trance, as if she was in a trance, and she didn't even notice the door opened.

Pei Ji's face became serious with some expectation.

She closed the door and walked to Song Er with the sauce ribs bought in the queue for a long time. Her steps were very light, until she got very close, Song Er tilted her ear and asked softly, "Professor?"

Pei Ji did not speak and stopped in front of her.

Song Wei smiled: "I know it's you." She paused, still smiling, but her voice dropped slightly, "I recognize your breath."

Pei Ji looked at her, and after a while, said, "Eat."

Song Er lowered his eyelids, nodded, and stood up while leaning on the armrest of the chair.

Pei Ji's eyes always fell on Song Ye's face, Song Ye's complexion was dim, she was deeply sad, and she was very unhappy. Pei Ji remembered that in the morning, Song Er still controlled his emotions and behaved as usual. She was also happy on the phone. But now, she seemed unable to maintain the surface calm.

The atmosphere is a little dull.

No one moved, there was no sound, and the silence was fermenting in Song Er's heart. She felt a little out of breath and called out, "Professor."

While talking, stretched out his hand, trying to determine where Pei Ji is.

She touched Pei Ji's arm hanging beside her. Pei Ji was very thin and could feel the bones under her skin. Song Wei gently held her wrist and tightened it imperceptibly. After a while, she seemed to have thought of something and suddenly loosened and bent. He curled his lips and said with a smile: "Why don't you leave?"

With the touch of her palm still remaining on her wrist, Pei Ji curled up her fingers, turned and walked towards the dining table.

Song Er followed behind her, listening to the sound of her steps falling on the ground, step by step, it seemed that they were all stepping on her heart.

"Professor, why are you telling me on the phone instead of waiting a while, after work, and telling me when you get home?" Song Er asked behind her.