Picking the stars

Xia Qing's words made Song Wei a little embarrassed. She was about to interrupt when the phone rang.

This is her private account. She doesn't have many friends in the circle. After five months of rest, fewer people are looking for her. Song He tilted his head, his expression was a little questioning.

Xia Qing glanced at the notice. It was a WeChat message. She didn't click to open it, and handed it back to Song Er, saying, "WeChat."

Song Wei stretched out his hand, Xia Qing put the phone on her palm, and let her go when she held it firmly. The moment she let go, the phone rang again, and it was another WeChat.

Song Wei had nothing to hide from her mother, so she clicked on and read the screen. The electronic female voice read the WeChat content in a mechanical and emotional tone: "Say, pictures."

It was Pei Ji who sent a picture. Only her WeChat, because the system cannot read her WeChat name, it will read it, and then follow the content. Others said so and so, followed by content.

Song Er was thinking about what picture the professor had sent her, and the electronic female voice read out the next WeChat message: "Raspberry, from my mother."

Song Wei couldn't help but smile.

Seeing that she didn't evade her, Xia Qing naturally leaned forward to look and saw a picture of a small basket of raspberries sent by Pei Ji.

The raspberry basket is not big, about the size of a porcelain bowl for soup, made of bamboo, and a circle of branches with leaves wrapped around the handle of the basket.

The small raspberries are ripe, red, and very beautiful, neatly arranged in the basket.

It's just that the photographer's technique is not very good, he didn't pursue the shade of light and shadow, and didn't find any angle. He just contained the whole basket of raspberries in the photo and took it.

It was like that person, when he encountered a cute thing, he hurriedly took a picture of the moment and shared it with Song Er.

"It's not very indifferent." Xia Qing said with a smile, "Look, I will share life with you."

Most people do this to share happiness, but Song Wei knows that Pei Ji is not. Pei Ji just doesn't know what to do with this basket of raspberries, so he asks Song Yi for his opinion.

She told her mother: "She doesn't like uncooked food. She thinks the fruit is raw and tastes strange, so she doesn't want to touch it."

After she finished speaking, she smiled embarrassedly and said, "Isn't it weird?"

Although it was strange to say, Song Er didn't mean to dislike it at all, let alone think that the professor's little quirks were bad.

If she is facing others, she will not say this, and she will not share with others what the professor she knows is like.

but now

She felt it was a good opportunity to introduce Pei Ji to her family.

"Not surprising." Xia Qing said with a smile looking at her.

Although I can't see it, I can hear a gentle smile just from my mother's voice.

Song Wei blushed suddenly: "My eyes are too small." It seemed to be complaining about Pei Ji's slowness, and other little quirks, different from others, but her tone was full of pride, she She didn't mind that Pei Ji was different, but she was very proud that the person she liked was Pei Ji.

Xia Qing looked at her, and unconsciously remembered what happened when she was young. She only felt that the love of young people was so beautiful, and that a moment of enthusiasm could run through her life.

"Mom is with your dad. Many people don't understand."

Song Er suddenly became curious, and turned sideways to listen to her mother.

"I met your dad at a celebration reception after a concert. The people present at the time were all accomplished musicians, or had a lot of money in the family, and came to the literary circle to wander around. Your dad was here. It’s too inconspicuous inside. His business has just started, unable to attract investment, and he is embarrassed. He came to the reception to discuss investment with a rich man. He wore the best suit in his closet. But the shoes didn’t take care of them, and the heels were worn out."

Song Wei listened intently. She knew that her parents fell in love at first sight, but she had never heard such a detailed story.

"It's such a very humble person. I don't know why he entangled me. According to your grandfather's position at the time, many people think that your father is very self-reliant. But he doesn't care what others say, from a certain day onwards, He came to the orchestra to look for me whenever he was free. He didn’t talk to me. He just watched me play the violin on the side. It was all day long. Sometimes when he was free, he just waited on the side and waited until the evening to make sure I was Only one person walked up and asked if he could invite me to dinner. It was so far away that I suspected that he was waiting for me specially or coming to listen to the performance. He happened to meet him and invited him casually."

Xia Qing laughed and missed her and her love at that time very much: "But there are not many opportunities like this, because there are many people who want to have dinner with me every day. He just looks at me from the side, sometimes he wants to He stopped talking, and was sometimes very frustrated. Until next spring, he suddenly happily told me that he had negotiated an investment and his business empire had the first brick. He would definitely make a lot of money and change. Become a rich man."

Xia Qing looked arrogant and critical, but her voice was full of smiles: "I was too surprised at the time. How can anyone be so unmodest to talk about an investment? They dare to talk about a business empire, and they dare to become a business empire. Regal. But, you know that the youthful spirit and the self-confidence and arrogance of young people are the most attractive. That day I accepted his invitation for the first time and went to a western restaurant with him. However, when I entered the western restaurant, I I regretted it. I was worried that I would hear a lot of unrealistic boasting, which would be too boring. As a result, the whole meal, what he said, did not add up to ten sentences, very shy, did not dare to look at me, even the time to read the menu Longer than watching me."

Xia Qing showed a very helpless expression: "So that after the dinner, I kept thinking about whether he was dissatisfied with me and found that I was not what he wanted. Later I found out that it was not. He was just too nervous. After that day, He is a lot more active. He will call me, give me a hand letter when he is on a business trip, and he will be the first to think of me when he encounters interesting things. He will tell me every day what he is doing and what he wants to do. After two years of this, he was always warm and gentle, did not say an ambiguous word, and respected me too badly, always making me wonder if he was really pursuing me. So, when that time, I told him So-and-so gave me flowers for a month, which made me very distressed. When I didn’t know whether to accept or refuse, he panicked and stammered asking me which kind of flowers do you like? I can do it. When I gave it to you, I couldn't help but smile."

"When I accepted his request to associate, many people felt that they were not optimistic and thought that I should pick a better person. In fact, when I was with him, I never thought about spending my life with him, I just thought, I like him, so I’m with him, but if one day I don’t like him, or if he changes his heart, we will just let it go. I don’t know, now that you are so old, he didn’t even think of separating me. Opportunity."

Song Wei listened intently, and she couldn't help asking: "Then when did you come up with the idea of ​​being with Dad forever?"

"There were too many thoughts like this." Xia Qing recalled, "The first time I came up with this idea, it seems that after half a year of our relationship, your father came back from a business trip and didn't put his luggage, so he came to me. He was busy on the road and had no food for a day. I took him out to find something to eat. It was winter, at four or five in the afternoon, the sun hadn’t completely set, and we encountered a roaster in the alley where the setting sun was shining. The old man of sweet potatoes is the kind of roasted sweet potatoes that are sold on tricycles and skewered alleys. They are not very common now. It was very common at that time. The business was very good that day. There was only one roasted sweet potato left, which was very sweet. , It's very delicious. Your father is very hungry, but he just gave me most of it quietly, seeing I like it."

"A very ordinary picture, but it made me instantly feel like I was hit by an electric current, thinking, it is him." Xia Qing smiled, recalling the long past, but still remembered the heartbeat at that time, "Later like this There were more and more moments. After the concert, he came to pick me up with flowers. When it was very cold, he put my hand in his pocket, and after the fight, he was very angry, but he was afraid that I would not eat. He personally cooks for me. When he is pregnant with you, he said, we must let our baby grow up in a family full of love. He has made a lot of plans. What baby’s birthday party must be At least one parent is present, the baby’s parent meeting, graduation ceremony, and important performances must be attended, a growth diary must be kept, and every gift that the baby gave us must be kept."

When Xia Qing said this, she paused. She stared at Song Er, and then said: "When the baby grows up and has someone you like, tell her our story, and then tell her, as long as it is out of love, As long as our love does not hurt others, it does not matter whether that person is a boy or a girl, poor or rich, ordinary or outstanding, as long as you love her, we will happily accept her as ours family member."

Song Wei didn't expect the topic to turn to this, she was startled, her eyes moistened instantly, and she cried, "Mom."

Xia Qing raised her hand and stroked the corner of her eyes. These eyes that could not see the light made her feel as if she had cut her heart apart, but she still told Song Er in a soft voice: "Your dad also said to tell our baby There are only a few things that people can never forget in a long life. Be honest and kind, but also be confident and brave. No matter what decision you make, your parents will support you."

Pei Ji took a picture of the raspberry and left it on the table.

This is the second night when Song Er is away from home. She is very busy. There will be a seminar tomorrow. She will speak. Half of the manuscript has been written, and she will finish writing half of it tonight.

Until twelve o'clock, when she finished writing the manuscript and picked up her mobile phone to read it, she saw that Song Wei replied a voice message to her an hour ago.

Pei Ji clicked on, and Song Wei said in her voice: "Professor, can I call you?"

After Pei Ji finished listening, he clicked again and listened again. She frowned and immediately called Song Nei. In this voice, she heard that Song Nei's mood was very low and her voice was moist. , She seemed to be crying.

Song Er quickly answered the phone. Pei Ji sat next to the raspberry and called her name: "Song Er."

"Professor." Song Er responded to her.

Her voice has recovered, and it is no longer as low as in the voice. Pei Ji breathed a sigh of relief, and she asked, "What's the matter with you?"

Song Wei didn't know how to tell her. After thinking about it, he still didn't say, but just asked her, "Where is the raspberry?"

Pei Ji reached out and touched the basket: "On the table."

Usually, she receives something from others. If she doesn't like it and doesn't need it, she will take it to the research institute and distribute it to her colleagues. However, she did not do this with the basket of raspberries because she remembered that Song Wei liked fruit.

"Then you put it in the refrigerator to keep it fresh," Song Er said.

Pei Ji agreed: "Okay."

Song Wei was silent for a while, thinking of her mother's words, she really wanted to take the professor home quickly, she whispered to her: "Professor."

It's like a pointless call.

After a while, Pei Ji said: "Yeah."

Song Wei called her again: "Pei Ji."

Pei Ji replied: "Kitten."

Still that calm voice. Song Wei bit her lower lip, and flushed shyly from her neck to the base of her ears, to her cheeks to the corners of her eyes.

Pei Ji reported tomorrow’s schedule: “Eat at seven, then read magazines and newspapers for half an hour, reply to emails at seven and forty, leave at eight, and attend the seminar at eight and fifty at noon. It’s lunch time from 1:30 to 1:30 in the afternoon. It’s still the seminar from 1:30 to 5:30. There will be a dinner at 5:30. The official ending time of the dinner is 9 pm. I can leave the venue one hour earlier."

This is the first time that Pei Ji has fully told Song Ye about her schedule. Song Ye is very happy, but she doesn't understand why she did it.

"I see." Song Er said.

Pei Ji nodded and told Song Er seriously: "I have time for one and a half hours at noon and after 8 o'clock in the evening. If you are unhappy, I can take you home."

In that voice message, Song Wei was so depressed that he almost cried.

Pei Ji thought, she could take Song Wei home and send her a small basket of raspberries, she would definitely be happy.

The author has something to say: Before, many cuties were worried that I would make Pei Ji and her parents reconcile.

impossible.

This kind of contradiction cannot be resolved by returning and reconciling with the parents. This contradiction can only be resolved by moving forward and reconciling with oneself.

There will be explanations for why her parents are so abnormal.