I almost touched the moon

During the last two days in Canada, Wen Song accompanied Cheng Che to Toronto to visit his grandparents.

On the plane to Toronto, Cheng Che became a little lost. He remained silent and half-lying in his seat with a heavy heart.

"Ache." Wen Song noticed his depression, stood up, held his hand, patted his back gently, and asked carefully, "Do you miss your mother?"

"Hmm..." Cheng Che nodded and held her fingers tightly. "My mom is the youngest daughter of my grandparents. I also have an uncle who is eight years older than my mom. She has been the most beloved one in the family since she was a child. My grandmother said that my mom was spoiled when she was young. She would lose her temper easily and was a little willful. But in my impression, she has always been very gentle. No matter what my dad and I did, she would never get angry."

After hearing what he said, Wen Song couldn't help but sigh softly. He couldn't think of any words to comfort him, so he could only continue to pat his back to comfort him and hold his hand tighter.

"Because she loves you very much." Wen Song smiled, "Just like, I have a bad temper, but I never lose my temper with you."

"Who said that?" Cheng Che burst into laughter after hearing her words, "You still scold me."

"When did I scold you?" Wen Song said unconvincedly, "I don't even remember."

Cheng Che also thought about it carefully, and it seemed that, indeed, that was not the case. Even if he sometimes woke her up by getting up early, she would just frown, turn over, and continue sleeping.

The only time she got angry with him was when he blamed her for breaking her promise to come to the United States, despite the fact that she urgently needed to revise her research report at that time.

"It seems not." Cheng Che's mood finally improved a little. He stood up and kissed her forehead. "Thank you, sister. I love you too."

After arriving at the airport, the person who came to pick them up was Cheng Che's cousin. With her was a mixed-race little girl with two little buns on her hair, who was very cute.

It seemed like Cheng Che hadn't seen them for a long time. When they met again, they were actually a little awkward. After greeting each other awkwardly, he introduced Wen Song, "Songsong, this is my cousin, my uncle's daughter. Sister, this is my girlfriend, Iseylia."

"Hello." Cheng Che's cousin was a woman in her 30s, wearing a camel coat, a low ponytail, and light makeup. She was very gentle and lovely. "My name is Xie Yiqian. I saw her photo in Ache's circle of friends before. At that time, I thought his girlfriend was too beautiful. It turns out that the real person is even more beautiful. Welcome, welcome."

He then pulled the little girl next to him over and said to Cheng Che and Wen Song, "This is my daughter, her nickname is Xixi. Xixi, don't you recognize your uncle?"

Xixi looked up at Cheng Che with a puzzled expression, then glanced at Wen Song and asked Xie Yiqian, "Mummy, who is this beautiful sister?"

"This is not my sister." Xie Yiqian corrected with a smile, "This is my uncle's girlfriend, you should call her aunt."

Xixi didn't seem to understand what her aunt meant, but she looked at Wen Song and called out sweetly, "Aunt."

Then he said to his mother, "Mummy, my aunt is prettier than my uncle."

Cheng Che immediately smiled and said, "Although I was sad that you didn't recognize me just now, I really like what you said. My aunt is prettier than me."

Wen Song couldn't help laughing after hearing her words. However, it was the first time in his 23 years of life that he was called "little aunt". He felt a little embarrassed for a moment, so he squatted down and said to Xixi: "Hi, I'm iseylia. You can call me sister iseylia, or little aunt. It doesn't matter. You are so cute."

Then he took out two chocolates from his bag and handed them to her, saying, "These are for you. They are delicious chocolates."

"Thank you, aunt!" Xixi accepted the chocolate, kissed Wen Song on the face, and said sweetly, "I like you!"

Wen Song had never been close to a child before. When he was kissed, his face turned red. After a while, he said to Xixi, "I like you too! You are so sweet!"

Xixi also particularly likes this beautiful aunt-in-law. Even on the way to Cheng Che's grandmother's house, she wanted to stick with Wen Song, let her sit with her in the back seat, and sent Cheng Che to the passenger seat.

Cheng Che pretended to be jealous and said, "Iseylia is my girlfriend, how can you steal my girlfriend?"

"Humph." Xixi was also very confident, "Mummy said that we should respect the elderly and love the young, so you have to give in to me."

Wen Song saw that Cheng Che, a 187cm old man, was actually vying for the affections of Xixi, a little girl, which was really childish. He poked his hand and said unhappily, "You are an adult, and you are still arguing with a child. Go sit in the front."

"Yes, Princess." Cheng Che listened to her and sat down in the passenger seat. He did not forget to say to Xie Yiqian, "Sister, look at me. I am more considerate than my brother-in-law."

"Come on." Xie Yiqian said unhappily, "If I had a girlfriend as beautiful as this, I would be 100 times more caring than you."

Then he asked Wen Song, "Iseylia, are you traveling from China with A Che?"

"No, I'm Swiss." Wen Song replied, "I came to Vancouver to attend an astrophysics conference. A Che accompanied me. His grandparents happened to be in Canada, so we came to visit them."

"Astrophysics?" Xie Yiqian said in surprise, "You're studying astrophysics? Wow, you're so pretty. I thought you were studying art. I didn't expect you're actually a top student. Our Ah Che is so lucky in love."

"Thank you, sister." Wen Song thanked Xie Yiqian and said with a hint of meaning, "Yes, he has always had good luck with women."

"Who said that!" Cheng Che quickly retorted, "I only have my sister, so I don't have any other romantic interests. Xie Yiqian, what are you talking about? I'm going to kneel on the washboard when I go home tonight."

"Don't talk nonsense." Xie Yiqian pouted, "Iseylia is so beautiful and gentle, how could she let you kneel on the washboard? Don't slander her here."

"That's right." Wen Song also agreed, "He always says that I'm mean to him. Sister, do you think I'm mean?"

"My aunt-in-law isn't mean at all!" Xixi said immediately, "Mummy is mean. She's especially scary when she asks me to do math problems!"

"That's because you said one plus two equals four!" Xie Yiqian said speechlessly, "Ask your aunt yourself! Is one plus two equal to four?"

Wen Song couldn't help but laugh when he heard this, and asked softly, "Xixi, why do you think one plus two equals four?"

Xixi thought for a moment and said, "I came to the airport with Mummy today, and then I met my uncle and my aunt. I am one, and Mummy is two. We are together, but my uncle and my aunt, aren't they four?"

The other three people in the car were speechless and amused after hearing her words. Cheng Che even felt that Xixi would definitely become a logical genius like Wen Song when she grew up.

Wen Song patiently explained: "It seems to make sense, but you see, you have two pieces of chocolate and I have one, so together they make three pieces, right? So 1+2=3, not 4."

"I know, little aunt." Xixi nodded and whispered in Wen Song's ear, "I know 1+2=3, I did it on purpose. Because if Mummy is very angry, she won't let me do math problems, she will say 'I can't control you'. Hehe, I hate math, I hate math the most."

Wen Song laughed so hard after hearing her words and agreed with her. "I hate math, too, but I hate literary appreciation even more."

Cheng Che looked at Xie Yiqian with a gloating look and said, "Your daughter is smarter than you."

Xixi asked, not really understanding, "What is literature appreciation? Is it reading storybooks? I like it very much! Mummy tells me stories every night. I like Little Prince and Cinderella the most. What storybooks does my aunt like to read?"

After hearing her words, Wen Song suddenly felt a moment of loss. Listening to her mother telling bedtime stories was an experience she had almost never had. Only when she was a child and occasionally lived in Qiu Xuanyan's house, Ye Qing'an would tell her and Qiu Xuanyan some fairy tales.

But she didn't like it, because she didn't understand why Cinderella could only let her stepmother and two sisters bully her. Why couldn't she retaliate? Even if she hurt the enemy by a thousand and lost eight hundred herself, it was better than being bullied in vain. If there was no fairy godmother and prince, would she be abused for the rest of her life without seeking self-help?

Wen Song thought for a while before speaking: "I like to read Greek mythology. Xixi, do you know Artemis? She is the goddess of the moon and hunting in Greek mythology. She likes to live in the wild and hunts freely in the forest every day."

"I don't know." Xixi shook her head and said, "But it seems very interesting! Mummy, can you tell me the story of Artemis tonight?"

"Okay." Xie Yiqian responded with a smile, "Mummy will tell you tonight."

When Wen Song heard their conversation, he suddenly felt a little envious. He smiled faintly and said nothing more.

Wen Yiheng loved her very much and gave her the best of everything. She knew this very well, but when she was a child, she had also fantasized about having her mother by her side.