Chatper 67 (1/2)

"Then I'll take you to the airport."

This was Pei Yibai's first business trip, and Song Weiyi felt both new and worried.

At least three days, maybe longer, then they will not be able to see each other for several days.

Thinking of this possibility, Song Weiyi was full of reluctance for Pei Yibai's imminent departure.

She didn't take it seriously when she saw that people were sticky in love before, and she thought it was a relationship, so what?

Now that things happened to him, Song Weiyi no longer thinks so.

What the old ancestor said was right, as expected, it would be like three autumns since we hadn't seen each other for a day.

"How much time is left? The food on the plane is not tasty, let me cook for you." Song Weiyi held Pei Yibai's hand, smiling like a flower.

It is a happy thing to wash hands and make soup for the people you like.

"Don't be so troublesome, just eat it on the plane. Wang Meng... my colleague, he will send me to the airport. If it's not safe for you as a girl at night, don't send me." Pei Yibai stopped her movements .

Song Weiyi wanted to say something, but Pei Yibai's cell phone rang unexpectedly.

It was Wang Meng calling.

"President Pei, I'm already downstairs."

"Well, I'm going down now."

She looked at Pei Yibai motionlessly. For some reason, when Pei Yibai said that sentence just now, she always felt that his tone was a bit unusual.

But it is obviously a very common sentence, or that face, that expression, but why does it have an indescribably profound flavor?

Song Weiyi couldn't figure out what was going on.

"You're back to your senses, why are you in a daze?" Pei Yibai shook his hand in front of her.

"Uh, are you done?"

Pei Yibai's gaze was as gentle as water, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, which crossed the distance between the two and landed on her face.

"I'm leaving." After finishing speaking, he sighed, for some reason, he felt a little bit reluctant to leave home this time.

"Well, be careful on the road, call me when you get there, and tell me you're safe."

This sentence, which Song Weiyi heard the most, came from Fu Zining's mouth. Every time her father went on a business trip, she would tell him so.

And Song Weiyi finally understood the feeling of watching her husband go out.

It is worried, reluctant, and attached, and it condenses all kinds of emotions.

Pei Yibai's tie was a little messed up, she stood on tiptoe, carefully arranged his clothes with her slender fingers, and was not satisfied until seeing the clothes in order.

"En." Pei Yibai's smiling voice came from above his head.

Before Song Weiyi finished speaking, he shook his head and continued: "Also, you must eat well, or you will suffer from stomach problems."

Once when he had a stomach problem, Song Weiyi happened to see him. After that, he never took it lightly, and strongly ordered him not to skip three meals a day.

"Okay." Pei Yibai agreed cleanly, still in monotone.

"You didn't bring stomach medicine, did you? Give me two minutes and take it with you."

Before Pei Yibai could answer, Song Weiyi ran to their bedroom decisively, opened the drawer, and took out a box of stomach medicine from inside.

After trotting out, Pei Yibai stood at the door of the entrance, watching Song Weiyi stuff a box of stomach medicine into his hand.