I almost touched the moon

When Wen Song woke up the next day, he found himself lying on the bed in the bedroom, wearing short-sleeved pajamas, but Cheng Che had already left.

There was a note on the bedside with familiar handwriting on it, which read, "I'm going home first. Tell me when you wake up tomorrow and I'll come to find you."

Wen Song felt a little puzzled. They had done everything together, so he didn't know what he was worried about.

She quickly got up and went to Cheng Che's house and rang his doorbell.

Cheng Che quickly came to open the door. When he saw her, he was a little surprised and said, "Why did you come by yourself? I wanted to pick you up."

"Because last night there was a scumbag who said he would accompany me, but he left me when I fell asleep while watching a movie."

"Sister, I'm sorry." Cheng Che explained, "I just felt that it was not good to stay at your house on the first day of my official visit to my girlfriend's house. It would make me look unprofessional. So after you fell asleep, I went home. Don't be angry."

Wen Song was certainly not angry, and he felt that his concerns were not unreasonable.

But she still pretended to be dissatisfied, sitting on his legs, stroking his face with her fingers, looking down at him, approaching inch by inch, "Tell me, how are you going to compensate me?"

"How do you want me to compensate you?" Cheng Che hugged her waist and kissed her lips, "You can compensate me in any way you want."

Wen Song smiled and put his arms around his neck: "I haven't thought about it yet."

Cheng Che said to her, "Sister, the World Championships will start on the 19th, ski cross will start on the 25th, and slopestyle will start on March 3st. So I have to go back to Beijing on the 1th to participate in training. Can you stay with me?"

"Number five..." Wen Song smiled embarrassedly and said to him, "No."

"What's wrong? Didn't you promise me before?" Cheng Che said unhappily, "You have submitted the registration form for your graduation thesis, so everything will be fine for this semester, and don't you have a holiday starting on the 4th?"

"I'm sorry, but my husband, Yunjia, is coming to Zurich on the 5th, and I promised to accompany her to Norway for a few days."

Wen Song saw Cheng Che's unhappy expression and immediately hugged him tightly and said, "She will only be here for 10 days. Let's go to Beijing together on the 15th. I will come to see you as soon as I arrive in Beijing, okay?"

"What husband?" Cheng Che said angrily, biting her lips lightly as a punishment, and said unhappily, "Your husband is here now."

"Okay." At this time, Wen Song would not argue with him and say something like "Don't call yourself my husband, it's disgusting." He continued to hug him and coax him, "I'm just calling you that, don't mind it."

"Liar, bad woman." Cheng Che turned his head away and didn't want to pay attention to her. "What did you say before? I'll be on holiday on the 4th, and I'll accompany you to train and prepare for the World Championships. Now you've abandoned me again, a bad woman who values ​​love over friendship."

Wen Song found his words funny. He looked down and saw his handsome face. He said jokingly, "Yes, I value women over friendship. You are the lustful one. You are so handsome."

"Then you value friendship over sex." Cheng Che also realized that what he said was wrong, so he changed his words and continued to turn his head away and refused to look at her, "You left me to accompany her to Norway, and you still called her husband. Are you a straight woman?"

"I am!" Wen Song emphasized again, "I'm very very straight! Even not bisexual."

At the same time, he kissed him and said, "Shouldn't you know better than anyone whether I'm straight or not?"

Cheng Che immediately pressed her down, covered her and said, "I'm not sure now. I need to confirm it again."

Usually, Cheng Che was very gentle and would try his best to go along with her and meet her requests. But today was different, he was a little overbearing and a little anxious.

"Ache..." Wen Song panted, raised his body slightly, and put his arms around his neck to relieve his discomfort, "I can't stand it, please stop for a while."

If it were in the past, Cheng Che would have stopped according to her wishes, but today he didn't. Instead, he continued to give her whatever she wanted, leading her into a frenzy.

Wen Song felt like his body was about to fall apart. He hugged Cheng Che and said, "Ache, I really can't take it anymore. I'm so tired." There was even a hint of tears in his voice.

Cheng Che picked her up slightly, put his hands tightly around her waist, and said in a low and charming voice in her ear: "Sister, call me husband, if you call me husband, I will stop."

Wen Song's consciousness was gradually becoming blurred. He felt his body becoming lighter and lighter, as if he was floating on the water and on the verge of suffocation.

Finally, at the last moment when she lost her mind, she hugged Cheng Che's back tightly with both hands, and whispered in his ear with a trembling voice: "Husband."

The passion faded, and everything around them returned to silence. Cheng Che carried her to take a bath and wiped her body carefully. Seeing the red marks on her body, he couldn't help but feel distressed.

"I'm sorry, Songsong. Did I hurt you?"

"Hmm..." Wen Song nodded unhappily, "My waist is so sore."

Cheng Che smiled, and while rubbing her waist, he muttered, "You're not the one working hard."

"I'm not you!" Wen Song punched his chest muscle and said dissatisfiedly, "Young man, and an athlete, you are in good health, but I am weak."

"Really?" Cheng Che thought of the punch she had just given him in the chest. It really hurt a little, and he didn't know where she got so much strength from. "I didn't feel it."

After taking a shower, he helped Wen Song dry her body, changed into pajamas, then hugged her and lay back on the bed, sitting beside her to blow her hair.

"Ah Che." Wen Song raised his head and looked at him. "Don't be angry, okay? I didn't mean to break the appointment, but Yunjia finally took the annual leave to come to Europe, so I must accompany her."

"I know..." Cheng Che sighed softly, "Forget it, it's good that you can come to the World Championships. We are in closed training, and I don't have time to accompany my sister. You must come to the World Championships!"

"I definitely won't not come!" Wen Song raised his hand and said, "I swear, if I don't come, I won't be able to graduate."

"Don't say such stupid things." Cheng Che was secretly moved when he saw that she had sworn such a big oath. He kissed her gently and said, "No need to swear. I know that my sister will definitely come."

Many years later, Wen Song finally understood that every time she thought they were at peace, it was actually Cheng Che who silently endured the grievances and uneasiness, and not every time he broke his promise, he would have the opportunity to make up for it.