I almost touched the moon

After they got home, they lingered together for a long time, as if they were tireless. When the morning glow faded and the sun shone brightly, the sunlight shone into the house through the gaps in the curtains, and everything returned to silence.

Wen Song let out a long sigh, and lay on Cheng Che's chest like a sated little fox, and said lazily: "I have no strength left."

Cheng Che smiled and kissed her forehead, "It seems that sister really misses me."

Wen Song couldn't help but smile after hearing what he said, and put his arm around his neck, "Carry me to take a shower."

Cheng Che smiled and nodded, then carried her to take a shower. After the shower, he blew her hair as usual and said softly, "Aren't you sleepy, sister? Go to sleep for a while."

"I'm not very sleepy yet." Wen Song shook his head and huddled into his arms, "Ache, I love you."

"I know, I love you too."

Cheng Che felt that Wen Song was a little abnormal today, but he liked this abnormality. This was the look of dependence on him that she almost never showed in front of him.

After blow-drying her hair, Cheng Che returned to the bed and hugged her, gently stroking her long hair. Seeing the dark circles under her eyes, he knew that she must have not slept all night and went to the airport to pick him up early in the morning.

"Don't pick me up at the airport so early next time. I can have a driver or take a taxi back myself." Cheng Che said with some concern, "Sister, you haven't slept yet, go to sleep for a while. I'll make you a big meal tonight and we'll celebrate."

"Let's go out for dinner," Wen Song suggested. "Ning Ning also said she wanted to help me celebrate. There's a new Huaiyang restaurant near Marienplatz. I heard it tastes pretty good. Let's go try it."

"Okay." Cheng Che agreed immediately, "Then let's make it clear in advance. I'll treat you."

"Ok." Wen Song smiled, "When I get the scholarship, I'll buy you a gift. What do you want?"

Cheng Che smiled and said, "It's all fine. I like anything my sister gives me."

"Ache..." Wen Song couldn't help but ask him, "Are you hiding something from me?"

"Me?" Cheng Che was nervous for a moment when he heard her words, but he still said easily, "No, why would I hide it from you?"

"Really?" Wen Song looked at him and asked again, "Really? You told me you wouldn't lie to me."

Cheng Che looked into her eyes and suddenly became a little at a loss. He gently stroked Wen Song's back to comfort her, but still shook his head and said, "No."

"Okay." Wen Song didn't want to continue to ask. Seeing that he didn't say anything, he turned around and said softly with his back to him, "Then I'll go to sleep."

She was really sleepy, so she turned over, closed her eyes, and fell asleep almost instantly.

Cheng Che thought she was angry, so he hugged her and put his chin on her head, "Sister, I really didn't hide anything from you, please don't be angry. Well, if you must say it, there is..."

"A Che." Wen Song was woken up by him just as he fell asleep. He didn't know whether to laugh or cry. "I'm not mad at you. If you don't want to say it, don't say it. I really fell asleep."

Cheng Che heard her words and knew that she already knew everything. He sighed and asked carefully, "Did Sister see everything?"

"Yeah..." Wen Song turned around, looked at him and nodded, "What do you want to do? I asked my mother, and she said that if you are willing to leave the matter to her, she will help you solve it within a day. Although she can't impose criminal penalties on the other party for defamation, she can make them bankrupt."

"never mind."

Cheng Che's answer was unexpected, but also reasonable. It was the answer Wen Song had guessed long ago but was unwilling to face.

"Why?" she asked coldly, "Their slander against you is really excessive. You have the right to restore your reputation, and you should also make them pay the price."

"It's okay, sister." Cheng Che smiled and said casually, "They didn't say it was me. At this time, it would be bad if I took it too seriously. Forget it, it doesn't matter."

"How can it not matter?" Wen Song, who was always calm, suddenly became anxious after hearing his words. "They are slandering and defaming you. Haven't you done well enough? Why do they say this about you? I don't allow them to say this about you."

As she spoke, she even cried, buried her head in Cheng Che's chest, and sobbed softly, "You are such a perfect person. You even have the opportunity to join the German team to receive better training and a higher annual salary. Why do you stay in the Chinese team? Is it for yourself? How can they do this to you? I will not allow anyone to bully you."

"Okay, don't cry anymore."

Cheng Che was moved and distressed when he saw her crying. Wen Song didn't like crying very much. He had hardly ever seen her cry in all the time they had known each other. Even when talking about the unbearable past in her childhood, she just smiled and said that it was all in the past.

But this time, just because he was misunderstood and just because of an ambiguous Weibo post, she cried.

"Sister, don't cry. It's all my fault. If I had come forward and talked to those reporters at the time, it would have been better. It was my fault for not considering it carefully. It's okay. It's just a Weibo post. It won't have any impact on me."

Cheng Che continued to comfort her and also tried to convince himself not to think about it anymore.

Wen Song was still very angry, and said to Cheng Che: "You really should sue, okay? Even if you don't want to sue, I'll ask my mom's colleagues in China to send them a lawyer's letter. Ah Che, this matter absolutely cannot be let go like this. I will make those who hurt you pay the price."

Cheng Che knew that Wen Song was doing this for his own good, and that she was always protective of her shortcomings, but he still didn't like her vindictive approach, so he said softly:

"Sister, it's really not necessary. I will take care of it. Didn't you also tell me not to care about other people's opinions? So it's okay. I know you feel bad for me and you're doing this for my own good, but can you just ignore it? You're so happy to have received the offer from Oxford, don't let this kind of thing affect your mood."

"A Che..." Wen Song still didn't understand. "This is not an ordinary opinion of you. This is a rumor. Why do you have to swallow your anger? You obviously have a way to recover your losses and make them pay the price. Why not?"

Cheng Che patted her head and continued to explain patiently: "I know, baby, I just think that it's better not to do things so drastically. Deputy Director Sun has always disliked me, but he can't really expel me from the national team, so he can only do some small things. And the domestic public opinion environment, the more I exaggerate, the more they will think I am guilty, but it is best to deal with it coldly like this."

"But I will be angry, and I will feel sorry for you." Wen Song hugged him and said indignantly, "A Che, I don't want to see you get wronged. I promised your mother that I would not let you get wronged."

"Little fool." After hearing her words, Cheng Che's annoyance and anger when he saw the Weibo post yesterday instantly disappeared. He rubbed her head and said, "You didn't make me feel wronged, and I don't feel wronged either. It really doesn't matter, just leave it like this, let them be, and no one will talk about this in a few days. As long as you think I'm good, it's enough. I don't care what others think of me."

"Okay..." Wen Song saw that Cheng Che was so insistent, so he could only respect his approach and said to him, "But if you don't want to keep things quiet, you must tell me. I will make them pay a heavy price."

"I understand." Cheng Che looked at her and said half-jokingly, "Sister, it's really happy to be loved by you, but it would be miserable if you hated me."

"Yes." Wen Song nodded and admitted, "I am a petty person, and I will never let go of any grudge, so if you offend me, you will die miserably. I know you don't like it, but I won't change."

"I know." Cheng Che said with a smile, "I know you are like this, but it doesn't matter. I like you very much. No matter what your sister is like, I like her."