gentle fairy tale

"Mr. Pei? Mr. Pei?"

Holding a stack of documents, Wei Yi bent down and called her in a low voice, with worry hidden in his eyes.

Pei Songxi came back to her senses: "Well, what's the matter?"

"I have a business cooperation with the Grand Hyatt Group to discuss in the afternoon. Let me confirm your schedule with you."

"Understood, send the information to my mailbox."

"This... Mr. Pei, it was sent to your mailbox the day before yesterday."

"Really. Let me take a look."

Wei Yi nodded and sighed quietly in his heart.

Mrs. Pei is not right today, very wrong... Since yesterday, she has been looking at the sky outside the window from time to time, looking at the sky for a long time, and sometimes lowering her head to look at the orange on the table, with deep eyes, looking Not thinking about anything.

Another example is email materials. Mr. Pei has always been serious about his work, and he will familiarize himself with the contract materials more than one day before the meeting. Like this, the meeting is approaching the afternoon and the mailbox has not been checked... It seems to be the first Second-rate.

She knew a little about Yu Mian, but she didn't know what happened that day.

It was obvious that Pei Linmao did it on purpose, relying on the extremely short time difference, and suddenly arranged a meeting when no one was ready, which caught people off guard.

No matter how curious Wei Yi was, he knew what to ask and what not to ask.

Pei Songxi quickly checked the mailbox: "Okay, I saw it, you go out first."

"Alright Mr. Pei."

"...Wait a minute. Wei Yi, I have something to ask you."

"You say."

"This matter at Mianmian's house, am I... Forget it, you can go out."

Wei Yi nodded helplessly.

The door of the office was closed quietly.

Pei Songxi stared at the big, plump and pure orange in his palm, and murmured softly, "Did I...do something wrong."

Today is the last day of the Ching Ming holiday.

Yu Mian did not call.

Pei Songxi inexplicably felt a sense of urgency and panic—won't Mianmian come back?

Even... Will she hate her?

He hated her father and elder brother, who brought her back in the early years, as if deliberately concealing the news of her relatives; hated her, like them, for keeping her secret for so long.

Negative emotions flooded in like water, overwhelming her so much that she couldn't breathe.

Pei Songxi thought that she never cared about what other people thought and commented on her, but now...she felt that her emotional state was not right, it was very strange, and she had never experienced a deep anxiety in the past ten years.

The meeting in the afternoon was very short, and Ming Ran attended with him, seeing that Pei Songxi was not in good condition, he expressed a lot of opinions during the interval when she was not speaking, which attracted the attention of the other party.

Pei Songxi always looked indifferent and restrained, and she nodded occasionally, which made the other party feel that she was too confident, lost her position in a panic, and lost a move in the game of interests.

After the meeting, Ming Ran was very worried: "Songxi, you are not in a good condition today, your face is ugly, and you can't concentrate."

"Oh," Pei Songxi said calmly, "I didn't get a good rest last night."

"From what Wei Yi said, it was Yu Mian's family who came here?"

"Well, she went back with them."

"Then why are you like this? Isn't it a good thing for her to go home? You haven't given up looking for her family for so many years. Now that your long-cherished wish has been fulfilled, why are you unhappy?"

Pei Songxi shook his head: "Because I'm worried."

Ming Ran examined her with clear eyes: "Besides worry, what else?"

"What do you want to say?"

"You're not just worried about Yu Mian anymore, you don't know how bad you look now. Do you not want to send her back at all?"

"I... I can't."

"It's not a question of whether you can or not, but a question of whether you want to or not. People's reason cannot overcome feelings, Songxi. I think you are very bad now. You'd better go home and rest, and then think clearly about what you are worrying about." What."

Pei Songxi squeezed out a very shallow smile: "I'm fine."

"I know you don't want to talk about it with me. Then go talk to Zhou Qingyuan. I'm worried about you."

"Her? I haven't chatted with her for a long time."

Zhou Qingyuan is a doctor in a private psychological clinic. For a long time, Pei Songxi would go to chat with her. In a sense, the two are friends.

Pei Songxi shook his head: "Let's talk about it. I don't have time to see her recently."

The last day of the Ching Ming holiday has just passed.

On Monday, Pei Songxi received a call from teacher Yu Mian, and asked her to confirm whether it was true that Yu Mian said that she had something to go back to her hometown and that she would not come to class this week.

Pei Songxi froze for a moment, then said softly: "Yes, that's the case."

After hanging up the teacher's phone, she dialed a string of numbers Yu Anqing left her, with uncontrollable anger in her voice: "Where's Mianmian? Why didn't you let her go to class?"

There was some noise on the other end of the phone, and Yu Anqing's voice was very gentle: "That's right, Miss Pei, my father was hospitalized with a sudden cerebral hemorrhage last night, we don't have time to send Xiao Mian back now, and my father is worried about her when he is sick, Always chanting her name. I just waited all night outside the operating room, sorry I haven’t told you in advance. We want Xiao Mian to stay for an extra week, and she has already asked for leave from school.”

Pei Songxi was silent for a moment, then hung up the phone.

A strange sense of loss of control began to creep in.

Originally, it was agreed that Yu Mian would go back first, and come back before the end of the Ching Ming holiday, so as not to delay Yu Mian's course study, but now... Yu Mian has not called her for the past few days, and she may not be able to come back this week. Several possibilities converged and sliced ​​her sanity to pieces.

It's night, and it's hard to sleep in the end.

Weekend, morning.

Zhou Qingyuan called, with a brisk and lively tone: "Hi, Songxi, how are you doing recently?"

The spring breeze is gentle and the drizzle is like weaving.

Pei Songxi stood by the window and looked into the distance, her voice was well controlled and peaceful: "It's not bad."

Zhou Qingyuan smiled lightly: "Let's meet and chat for a while, where are you, and make an appointment to meet?"

Pei Songxi did not refuse her invitation: "See you in Huxin Park."

When she arrived, Zhou Qingyuan was already walking in the park holding an umbrella.She has a cheerful and lively character, with a childlike innocence. She is lowering her head to meet a frog on the ground with big eyes and small eyes, and her cheeks are puffed up in the same way. It is suspected that she will croak twice in the next second.

"Hi, Songxi, I'm here!"

Zhou Qingyuan stood up, just in time to see her: "There is a frog here, I will watch it for a while."

Pei Songxi has long been used to her childlike innocence, and smiled a little: "Ming Ran asked you to ask me out."

Zhou Qingyuan nodded without hesitation: "That's right, otherwise, who would come to chat with you? In such heavy rain, I should lie in bed and love my bed."

"Then you can go back now."

"Haha, I don't want it, Ming Ran just paid me the deposit, and the balance will be transferred to me later. Come on, let me chat with you about 2000 yuan."

It might be a bit vulgar for others to talk about money, but when these words came out of her mouth, there was no sense of disobedience at all, on the contrary, they were very kind.

Pei Songxi even smiled: "You are still like this."

Zhou Qingyuan also smiled: "Yeah, we haven't seen each other for many years, it means that you have had a good life these years. Tell me, what happened to you recently."

Pei Songxi's smile faded a little: "My father picked up a child before, and she grew up by my side all these years. Not long ago, I found her family and didn't tell her. I want to wait until she takes the college entrance examination In the following summer vacation, find a suitable opportunity to talk to her. But now her family has come to find her, and she has returned home."

Her tone was light and restrained, and she finished the matter in just a few words.

Zhou Qingyuan turned his head and listened: "Beyond the facts, where are the contradictions in your emotions?"

They walked on the trail in the middle of the lake, and the raindrops fell on the lake, the big trees and the tips of the umbrellas, crackling, and they were isolated from the noise of the outside world.

Pei Songxi's eyes were slightly focused, and his tone was unusually confused: "I don't know if I did the right thing."

"Ok?"

"In this matter, I want to protect her, but I seem to be too hesitant. I am worried that my words and decisions will hurt her, but now it seems that my hesitation is wrong. Just like my mother at that time In the late stage of depression, I thought about it for a while, and promised to go out with her, and she would..."

"Songxi," Zhou Qingyuan interrupted her, "don't bring up the past again. We have talked many times before, don't always blame yourself for other people's choices, things didn't develop as expected, it doesn't have to be you Wrong. You are too nervous."

Pei Songxi froze for a moment: "Really."

Zhou Qingyuan nodded: "Don't think too much. You have always had a strong tendency to over-attribute, blaming the outside world and other people's choices as your own fault, which will cause you a lot of psychological pressure."

Pei Songxi shook his head: "I'm fine, not as serious as you said."

"Did you not have a good rest recently? You look very tired."

Pei Songxi said, "I've had insomnia for a few days."

"If the situation is serious, I suggest you take melatonin for a period of time first. If you suffer from insomnia at night, your mental state will also be bad during the day. This is a vicious cycle. You should adjust your schedule first."

Pei Songxi smiled softly: "Melatonin... I haven't touched it for many years."

She promised Yu Mian before that she would not touch these things easily.

"Do you rarely suffer from insomnia?"

"Well, very rarely. Occasionally once or twice, it will pass after a while. But these days...you don't know, the house is quiet, and sometimes I can clearly feel the upstairs when I hold my breath. I’m the only one in the city, and it’s empty. The nights are getting long.”

She thinks about it when she has insomnia.

How would I spend these years without Mianmian... But such a hypothesis, she couldn't even imagine, she couldn't think of it.

You can't hear the brisk and lively footsteps, you can't smell the fresh milky fragrance mixed with green grass, and no one touches the crumpled oranges in the refrigerator.

Even when the sun shines in, the house is empty.

There seemed to be something missing in her heart.

Empty.