Picking The Stars (MTL)

102

As soon as the weather cooled down, Song Er was like an enemy.

Pei Ji is quite calm, anyway, it's useless to worry, she simply relaxes and does what she should do.

It's a pity that Feng Han didn't let her go because of her peace of mind. In a cold air swept, Pei Ji caught cold and was hospitalized again. While Song Er was anxious, he reflected on what was still not in place.

Of course, it goes without saying that even a trace of cold wind can't come in. The professor is also very thick, and he avoids staying outside to the greatest extent, and there is almost no possibility of catching a cold.

Finally, Song Wei judged that it was useless to guard against the cold in the severe winter.

So at this moment, Pei Ji was bathed in the warm sunshine of the southern hemisphere.

She was sitting on the rocking chair under the eaves, holding a book in her hand, but did not look at it. Her eyes fell on the grass in front, and a bird was walking on the grass.

Pei Ji couldn't call this kind of bird, but thought it was very beautiful. It flew over ten minutes ago, first landed on a branch, and then jumped onto the grass. The grass was very luxuriant, almost without its legs.

The bird walked a few steps, stopped, bowed its head and pecked on the ground a few times, not knowing whether it had pecked a bug or something, it raised its head and made a swallowing motion.

Pei Ji watched quietly, his expression calm. There were a few piano sounds from the house behind him.

Pei Ji's attention was attracted by the music. She listened carefully, but there were only a few notes. Song Wei stopped after pressing a few times on the piano.

It should be a bottleneck. Pei Ji thought, she went to see the bird, just in time to see the bird flapping its wings and flying away.

Well, there is probably no chance to see you again. Pei Ji watched it go and smiled suddenly.

Song Er said he would give her a gift.

Pei Ji was full of expectations.

She couldn't guess what it would be. They had been in this warm place for almost half a month. Song Er was in the piano room when he had time, and occasionally went out, but it didn't take long to leave.

All Pei Ji could see was Song Wei creating a new song. She wondered if Song Wei wanted to give her a song.

But Song Er had already sent her the song, although Pei Ji would be as happy as when he received it again, but she felt that Song Er would not send her the same thing twice.

What could it be?

Pei Ji guessed aimlessly, she put down the book and walked into the room.

At first, when Song Wei proposed to go to a warm place to pass the winter, Pei Ji was very reluctant, because she thought it would be very boring and would do nothing. Just staying in a warm place would definitely be very boring.

But Song Wei insisted that Pei Ji had no choice but to listen to her.

She arrived here reluctantly, only to find that she was not as boring as she had imagined. She can still do part of the work, and she can also basking in the sun as she does now, watching a bird relaxedly, calm and at ease, which unexpectedly makes her like. The only problem is that a long life like this will definitely consume people's will.

To give her a gift, Song Ye said on the first day he came here.

At that time they had just packed their luggage, and Song Wei made two cups of tea, and they sat under the eaves. It happened to be raining that day, the rain curtain was dense and woven, and the sound of water droplets hitting the grass was very nice. Song Er suddenly said, "I want to give you a gift."