I almost touched the moon

As soon as he walked out of the exit, Wen Song saw Cheng Che from afar. He was wearing a smoky gray double-breasted wool coat, a light gray sweatshirt and black trousers, looking elegant and casual.

Although he was wearing a black mask that covered half of his face, Wen Song still spotted him at a glance. He was too dazzling to be ignored.

She immediately ran towards Cheng Che, and he hugged her in his arms. He whispered in her ear, "Baby, I miss you so much."

"I miss you too." Wen Song found him wearing a mask and felt a little strange, "Why are you wearing a mask? Do you have a cold?"

"No." Cheng Che quickly explained, "But it's been very cold in Beijing recently, and there's a lot of flu, so I wear a mask as a precaution. After all, the World Championships are about to start, so I have to be very careful."

Wen Song had also heard that athletes had many taboos when taking medication, and that many common cold medicines could not be taken. He thought what he said made sense and did not ask any more questions.

"Are you hungry? What do you want to eat?" Cheng Che took her hand and asked as he led her to the parking lot.

"Haidilao." Wen Song chuckled.

"Okay, I'll take you there right away."

Because it was not the peak meal time, there were not many people in Haidilao. Wen Song ordered a four-square dish of tomato, pork belly, chicken, butter and clear water pot. When ordering, he asked Cheng Che for his opinion. He just said that he was not hungry and told Wen Song to order what he liked.

After the food was served, Wen Song smelled the familiar aroma of hot pot and felt that his taste buds, which had been destroyed in Norway, had finally been reborn.

Seeing that Cheng Che was just cooking the food for her but he didn't eat anything, she quickly picked up some food and put it in his bowl and said, "You eat too, don't help me cook, I can do it myself."

Cheng Che looked at the dishes she picked up for him with some embarrassment, smiled at her and said, "It's okay, I'm really not hungry, you can eat it."

"But it's boring for me to eat alone..." Wen Song said awkwardly, "I feel a little embarrassed when you see me."

"I'm sorry, sister." Cheng Che smiled helplessly and explained to her, "We have a rule that one month before the competition, you can't eat hot pot or barbecue. I'm sorry."

Wen Song immediately said, "Ah, I didn't know. If I had known, I wouldn't have told you to eat at Haidilao."

"It's okay." Cheng Che quickly cooked some basa fish fillets in a pot of water without any seasoning. He ate a few slices and said, "Okay, I can just eat the fish."

Wen Song looked at him with some distress as he ate the tasteless pangasius fillet. He sighed and said, "This is the first time I know that you athletes, in addition to drugs, have so many things you cannot eat. It's so pitiful."

"It's okay." Cheng Che said easily, "I'm used to it."

Because Cheng Che could only eat boiled fish fillets and cabbage, Wen Song had lost his appetite and quickly asked the waiter to pay the bill and prepared to leave.

But before he even walked out of the door of Haidilao, a passing customer stared at Cheng Che curiously for a long time. Wen Song just thought that he thought Cheng Che was handsome, so he looked at him a few more times, but didn't take it seriously.

But just as they walked to the elevator, the man who had been staring at Cheng Che stopped them and said to Cheng Che, "Hello, sorry for being so rude, are you Cheng Che? The ski athlete?"

Wen Song was at a loss when he saw that he actually knew Cheng Che, but Cheng Che said calmly, "No, you got the wrong person."

He looked calm and composed, obviously having experienced similar things many times.

"I see." The man laughed awkwardly twice, "Sorry, you really look like him."

"It's ok."

Cheng Che smiled faintly. Just then the elevator arrived. He immediately pulled Wen Song into the elevator. After closing the elevator door, he immediately put on his mask again.

There was no one else in the elevator. Wen Song finally laughed in relief and said to him, "Now I know that you wear a mask not to prevent the flu. I didn't expect my boyfriend to be so famous in China that he can be recognized even when he eats at Haidilao."

"Would you mind?" Cheng Che asked nervously.

Would you mind... Wen Song had never thought about this question before. Firstly, she only knew that Cheng Che was a little famous in China, but seeing that he had to wear a mask even when going out in China, it must be more than just a little famous.

Secondly, she didn't know how to face this fact. Although Cheng Che was a low-key person, she was very aware of the attention she received as a public figure. Many things could not be avoided by keeping a low profile.

Just as she was wondering whether she minded or not, the elevator door opened and several people came in. One of them looked at Cheng Che with hesitation.

She subconsciously loosened her grip on Cheng Che's hand and almost stepped aside, keeping an arm's length away from him.

However, Cheng Che grabbed her hand and held it tightly. There was a hint of surprise and sadness in the look he gave her, but he did not say anything. He just held her hand tighter.

After returning to the car, Cheng Che took off his mask, sighed and said, "Sister will still mind."

"A Che." Wen Song also sighed softly, thought for a moment and said, "I don't mind, Shu Ning also told me that you are quite famous in China, I am mentally prepared. I just don't want our relationship to be known to others."

"Why?" Cheng Che looked at her and asked, "What are you afraid of? I won't let anyone disturb you."

"I'm not afraid..." Wen Song was a little upset, lit a cigarette and said, "I just don't want to be noticed and talked about because of you, because I'm your girlfriend, and be labeled with all kinds of labels. Can you understand me?"

"I understand." Although Cheng Che said he understood, his tone was still unhappy, "Is this the reason why you never post our photos on SNS?"

"Yes." Wen Song said bluntly, "I don't want you to mention me in interviews or other public occasions."

After hearing what she said, Cheng Che laughed at himself and said to her, "I didn't know that being my girlfriend is so shameful in your eyes?"

"It's not something I'm ashamed of." Wen Song became even more annoyed, but he still tried to explain calmly and patiently, "Ah Che, I've been a fan before, and I know how crazy fans can get when they go crazy. I'm really scared."

At that time, Skyline just thanked her in the post-match interview and mentioned her online name "Isla", but she was still subject to all kinds of discussions by Skyline's fans, who used all means to find her private information.

If Cheng Che directly disclosed his girlfriend, she really didn't know what would happen. There are rational fans, and there are irrational ones. Seeing Cheng Che wearing a mask even when going out, it seems that there should be many irrational people in his fan group.

"So you think I can't protect you?" Cheng Che was a little angry when he thought of her letting go of his hand in the elevator today. "I won't let you get hurt."

“These are not things you can do even if you don’t want to.”

Wen Song thought about it for a long time, and finally told him the chain reaction after Skyline thanked her in the post-match interview. Finally, she said to him: "A Che, I don't want to go through this again."

After hearing her words, Cheng Che also fell into a long silence. After a long while, he asked Wen Song, "So how much have you done for him? Why doesn't he thank others but you?"

"Is that the point?" Wen Song rolled his eyes speechlessly, patted his head and sighed, "Not much, it's just that when he first debuted, he only had me and Yunjia as his fans, and I was relatively free at that time, so I often went to watch his games, so he said that."

"Really?" Cheng Che expressed doubt, "I won't thank a fan by name in a post-match interview."

"So you are a normal person and he is not normal."

Wen Song explained again: "Because Yunjia's cousin was his teammate before, Yunjia was familiar with him, and so we got to know each other. He thanked me just to let his other fans think that he was a very good person to his fans. He didn't thank Li Yunjia because she was not there at that time! Do you understand now?"

Wen Song felt regretful after she finished speaking. What on earth had she done to tell Cheng Che about this matter? This was really a disaster. He was also secretly glad that he had not told Cheng Che about Skyline asking him for help, otherwise he would have made a fuss.

"I'm not telling you this to let you know what happened between Skyline and me. There's nothing between him and me." Wen Song lit another cigarette irritably and rolled down the window slightly to dispel the pungent smell of smoke in the car.

"I just want you to know that I really hate the feeling of being noticed by strangers, and because of another person, they are curious about me, even with bad intentions. Che, I love you very much, and I have never been ashamed to admit our relationship. Please, be considerate of me, okay?"

Wen Song had never been so humble in front of Cheng Che. When Cheng Che heard her tone, he felt distressed. He turned sideways and hugged her in his arms. He touched her head and said, "I know, sister. I'm sorry. I was just imagining things again. Sister, you only love me, right? You only loved me, right?"

"Yes, I only love you, and I have only loved you." Wen Song was already very tired because of this topic, but he still comforted him, kissed the corner of his lips, and tried to show him a smile.

Cheng Che finally smiled, kissed her and said, "I understand. I don't want people to pay attention to my private life, so don't worry, sister. I won't make it public before you agree. I will definitely protect you."

"Okay." Wen Song also nodded with a smile, and his inner irritability finally dissipated a lot.