I almost touched the moon

Four years later, Wen Song returned to Munich by chance and saw the Chinese restaurant called "Yu Jiangnan" when he passed by Marienplatz. The restaurant was still doing well, with a constant stream of customers and long queues at the door.

It was drizzling in Munich that day, and the traffic was a bit congested. The colleague sitting next to her asked her,

"I heard it's a delicious Chinese restaurant, ranked first among Asian restaurants on TripAdvisor. I also want to try it, but I need to make a reservation long in advance, otherwise I will have to wait in line. Iseylia, you have lived in Munich for so many years, have you been to this restaurant?"

"I've been there..." Wen Song's tone was flat, but her heart was beating fast. Some unforgettable memories came to her mind, and that feeling made her lose her mind inadvertently.

Her colleagues called her several times before she responded and asked, "What's the matter?"

My colleague smiled and said, "Dear Dr. Iseylia, you are not very good today. You are always in a daze. Is it because you are revisiting an old place? It's nothing. I just want to ask you, is this restaurant really delicious?"

Is it really delicious... Wen Song tried hard to recall and thought it should be delicious.

But she shook her head, smiled and whispered: "It's been too long, I don't remember it anymore."

People always choose to forget some pain for self-protection, and Wen Song is no exception. The experience that day was so terrible that she just wanted to forget it as soon as possible. She even forgot what she ate that day and how it tasted.

But she remembered the person who had dined with her so clearly and never forgot him.

Even the incident four years ago, the unhappy parting, and Cheng Che's tearful eyes when he left were all so deeply imprinted in her mind. She tried hard to forget it all in the past four years, but she couldn't.

After hearing what she said, her colleague also felt a little strange and joked: "It may not be that delicious, otherwise you will definitely be impressed."

"No..." Wen Song sighed and said to his colleague with a smile, "It should be delicious. If you want to go, I'll make a reservation for you, but it may take a few days. You can go with Professor Ferrero."

"Aren't you going?" my colleague asked in confusion, "Let's go together Iseylia, otherwise we won't know what to order."

"No." Wen Song still maintained his habitual smile, but his words sounded a little lonely, "I don't like Chinese food."

The traffic ahead gradually cleared up. The driver glanced at the time and sped up.

The rain continued to hit the car window, getting heavier and heavier, and the scenery on both sides of the road gradually became blurred...

Wen Song remembered that it was also a rainy night like this four years ago. Perhaps their fate had come to an end at that time.

In the restaurant, Xia Ninghe saw Wen Song waving at her from a distance, walked over quickly, smiled apologetically and said, "I'm sorry, it's raining, the road is so congested, and that damn tram is late again. You must have been waiting for me for a long time."

"No." Wen Song said with a smile, "We just arrived too."

Cheng Che also handed her the menu and said, "Song Song has chosen some of her favorite dishes, all of which are light in flavor. Sister Xiao Xia, please take a look at what you want to eat. I remember that Sister Xiao Xia is from the north, so she may not be used to the food she has chosen. Order whatever you want, it's my treat."

"No, no." Xia Ninghe said quickly, "I also like Huaiyang cuisine. When I first came in, there were a lot of people queuing outside. You didn't have to wait long, did you?"

"Cheng Che made a reservation in advance, and there are just three empty seats." Wen Song said, looking at Cheng Che with a smile, and then said to Xia Ninghe, "Thanks to him for making a reservation in advance, otherwise we would definitely not be able to eat. I hate queuing the most."

"It's okay." Cheng Che poured a glass of water for Xia Ninghe, and said to Wen Song, "If you can't make a reservation, just come to our house for dinner. I'll cook for you."

"Wow, that's so enviable."

Xia Ninghe looked at Wen Song with envy, "Song Song, tell me, in which direction do you have to kowtow to have such a good boyfriend. He is handsome, has a good personality, a good figure, and is so outstanding in all aspects. He can also cook and is so good to you. I don't have a chance in this life, can you let me experience your life in the next life?"

Wen Song also laughed after hearing her words, and said with a sly smile: "But I remember that when you first met Cheng Che at my house, you didn't seem to say that."

"What? That's what I said at that time." Xia Ninghe immediately defended, "I also praised him at that time. I praised him as Mr. Tianluo."

"It doesn't seem like it..." Wen Song thought for a moment and said, "You seemed to have told me at that time that Cheng Che looked like a devil and he was not a decent person, so I should be careful and not be tempted by beauty."

Cheng Che couldn't help laughing after hearing this, and deliberately made a wronged expression and said to Xia Ninghe: "Xiao Xia sister, am I weird?"

"Oh my god, I can't stand you guys anymore." Xia Ninghe was fed a mouthful of dog food and shook her head speechlessly, "But our Song Song was still tempted by beauty, right? It's just that beauty and character coexist."

Soon, she finished ordering and returned the menu to Cheng Che. Cheng Che took a look and said, "Is that all? Will it be not enough? Then I'll add two more. Does Sister Xiaoxia have any dietary restrictions?"

"No, no." Xia Ninghe's impression of Cheng Che became better and better. He was not only polite and generous, but also very considerate. She smiled and said, "I eat everything."

"Great." Cheng Che also smiled, "Then I'll order whatever you want. What would you like for dessert?"

Wen Song immediately said, "I want to eat almond tofu. Where's Ning Ning?"

"It's OK for me to be the same as Songsong."

Soon, Cheng Che called the waiter to take his order. He ordered a squirrel fish, three pots of crab meat lion head, a crab meat tofu, a stewed duck with dried bamboo shoots, a Longjing shrimp, and a seasonal vegetable.

He also specifically instructed: "Don't add coriander and green onions, put less vinegar and more sugar in the squirrel mandarin fish, and don't add any chestnut products, thank you."

When Xia Ninghe heard Cheng Che ordering, she quickly stopped him and said, "Songsong, you ordered too much. The three of us can't finish it."

"Ache is like this. When eating Chinese food, he must have at least four dishes and one soup." Wen Song said with a smile, "It's okay. If you can't finish it, you can take it away."

Soon, the waiter brought the drinks. Xia Ninghe raised his glass and said, "Congratulations to Song Song first, and toast to our Dr. Iseylia."

Wen Song said a little embarrassedly: "I have to write a paper tonight, so I won't drink. Baby, you won't mind, right?"

"It's okay, I'll drink it for her." Cheng Che poured Coke for Wen Song, poured beer into his own glass, and toasted with Xia Ninghe.

More than half an hour later, the first serving of crab paste tofu was served. After Cheng Che served Wen Song, he was about to serve Xia Ninghe, but Xia Ninghe quickly stopped him and said, "I can do it myself. Don't be polite. Thank you."

Wen Song tasted a bite of crab paste tofu and nodded with satisfaction: "It's delicious, and tastes similar to what I had in China."

Xia Ninghe also tasted it and praised: "It's really delicious. It's worth our long wait."

"By the way, Ning Ning." Wen Song asked, "What are your plans after graduation?"

"I'll graduate first." Xia Ninghe looked miserable when he thought of this. "Andrew was very dissatisfied with my methodology and asked me to revise it completely, which is equivalent to rewriting it. I will definitely have to delay my graduation."

"It's okay." Wen Song comforted him softly, "Andrew is very strict, but you can really learn a lot from him. He is very responsible. That's why I asked you to choose Candice with me. She is super good."

"Professor Ferrero is just nicer to you!" Xia Ninghe protested, shaking her head. "Besides not being too picky about the details of the text, she is really no better than Andrew. She was also Edgar's thesis advisor, and she made Edgar make major changes to his background and completely rewrite his methodology."

"How pitiful! It seems that Candice really likes me." Wen Song responded with a sympathetic look. "Don't worry, I will stay in Munich after graduation and go to Oxford next January. You can always come to me if you have any questions."

"Yes, baby, she really likes you." Xia Ninghe pouted and said, "Baby, when you become a professor in the future, you must be nicer to your students and not be so strict, okay?"

"I won't", "She won't"

Wen Song and Cheng Che answered in unison. Seeing that they were so in tune with each other, Cheng Che suddenly felt very happy. He smiled and said to Xia Ninghe, "Song Song told me before that she will be very strict when she becomes a professor. She must make them go through the same hardships that she went through."

"Yes!" Xia Ninghe agreed deeply. "Every time I do group work with Songsong, I can feel that she is trying hard to hold back her anger while explaining things to me. I am very glad that I am her classmate and not her student. Fortunately, I was born early and will not be her student."

"What?" Wen Song denied, "I'm not that vicious. I'm very kind. I just hate stupidity and am very strict with academics."

"Yes, our Song Song is super kind." Cheng Che agreed with her, "She is just a bit strict. Her students will definitely evaluate her as a professor with profound academic attainments, but she is very strict, has a very high failure rate, and is very lovely in private."

"Shouldn't she be pretty?" Wen Song asked back, "Shouldn't your first impression of me be that of a particularly pretty professor?"

"Okay, okay, that's right." Xia Ninghe also echoed, "A very beautiful professor with profound academic attainments, but very strict." When speaking, he deliberately emphasized the word "beautiful".

When the meal was almost over, Wen Song accompanied Xia Ninghe to the bathroom. When they passed a private room, they heard some loud Chinese voices coming from inside.

Wen Song didn't want to listen to other people's conversation, so he quickened his pace, but he heard a clear voice coming from the box.

"Wen Yiheng is just trying to trick us. How could this be the only way she can do this? Mr. Cheng, if it is really as Wen Yiheng said, that the data is transferred to the US or Canadian branch, then to Hong Kong, and then back to the mainland, the operating costs of our data department will increase by at least 27%. She is just being lazy and is unwilling to negotiate with the German government. She only cares about making money for herself."

When Wen Song heard the three words "Wen Yiheng" and the unfriendly comments coming from the box, he stopped inadvertently.