I almost touched the moon

On Christmas Eve, it was midsummer in the southern hemisphere. The scorching sun shone on this small island in the middle of the Pacific Ocean. The sun, waves, beaches and coconut trees together created this resort.

The color of the water changes from green to blue and then to deep blue in the center, surrounding the island like a gem, and countless tropical fish play in the center of the colorful coral reefs.

Wen Song was lying on the sofa at the stern of the yacht, wearing a white bikini and sunglasses, letting the sun shine on her body.

Cheng Che was worried that she would get sunburned, so he covered her with a scarf, sat beside her and asked, "What are you going to do later?"

During the two days in Bora Bora, she didn't have any plans. Every day she either slept in the sun on the terrace of her room, went snorkeling in the lagoon, or soaked in the sun in the swimming pool in her room.

"Deep dive." Wen Song smiled and pointed to the diving equipment beside him. "I'm ready. Don't worry. I have AOWD. I won't let you drown."

"Sister, why are you either going up to the sky or down to the sea?"

Cheng Che was a little amused. Wen Song particularly hated sports, but he was keen on extreme sports, either helicopter skiing or deep diving.

"I like it." Wen Song's answer was exactly the same. He sat up from the sofa and carefully told Cheng Che the precautions for deep diving and some necessary actions.

Seeing that he seemed a little worried, Wen Song comforted him: "Don't worry, the water conditions in this area are very good, there are no undercurrents, and the water depth is only 18 meters. It's very safe. I will definitely protect you."

"I'm not worried." Cheng Che smiled and said, "As long as my sister has fun."

After a while, they arrived at the deep diving area. Looking out, there was an endless expanse of blue. Through the clear sea water, they could see schools of tropical fish and coral reefs under the water, as well as lemon sharks and manta rays playing among them.

However, the sea water is bottomless, and the deeper you go, the darker the blue becomes, which makes people feel a little scared.

After Wen Song helped Cheng Che put on the oxygen cylinder, he carefully instructed: "You still remember the hand gestures I taught you, right? If you forget and feel uncomfortable, pinch my arm and I will help you float up."

"I know." Cheng Che hugged her, his lips slightly raised, "Sister, I have dived before, I am not a complete novice, don't worry about me."

"ok."

As soon as he finished speaking, Wen Song flipped backwards into the sea and stretched out his hand to Cheng Che: "Just jump down like I did just now, don't be afraid."

Cheng Che immediately jumped down like her, and maybe because of muscle memory, he even did a backflip, splashing water when he landed on the water.

Wen Song couldn't help laughing when he saw this scene. He reached out and interlocked his fingers with his. He helped him adjust the mask and respirator, and asked, "Is it ok?"

Cheng Che nodded and made an OK gesture. Wen Song then put on his equipment, held his hand tightly and said, "Let's prepare to dive. The water depth here is 18 meters. I will take you to 5 meters first, and then 10 meters. If you feel uncomfortable, make an upward gesture or pinch my arm."

After that, he took Cheng Che and slowly dived into the sea. During this time, they kept interlocking their fingers, never letting go, and the rings on their ring fingers emitted little starlight in the dark blue seabed.

This was not Cheng Che's first time diving. He did not like diving at first because he always felt that the scenery on the seabed was all the same, and he had to endure the discomfort caused by the pressure during diving.

However, this time, he did not feel uncomfortable. Wen Song dived very slowly, and kept asking for his reaction with gestures. Countless schools of fish swam around him, and Wen Song led him through them, as if they were one.

When they reached the bottom of the sea, she even took off her respirator and gave Cheng Che a gentle kiss on the cheek.

Surrounded by sea water, her kiss became particularly gentle. The strange touch made Cheng Che's face turn red instantly, but he immediately put a respirator on her and wrote with his finger on the sand on the seabed, "You can't do this, it's dangerous."

Wen Song saw this, made an OK gesture, took out his camera, took a photo of the two of them, and wrote on the sand, "our 1st underwater photo".

Cheng Che nodded, took the camera and took a picture of the sentence she wrote.

After returning to the surface, Cheng Che took off his respirator, hugged her tightly, and kissed her passionately in the sea under the sunlight.

Wen Song also responded to his kiss passionately, hanging on him like a koala. The sunlight shone on Cheng Che, making him look even more handsome and charming. Water droplets hung on his long eyelashes, reflecting the sunlight.

"Ache, Ich brauche dich an meiner Seite."

(I need you by my side)

"I know." Cheng Che hugged her and said firmly in her ear, "I will always be with you."

After returning to the boat, they took a quick shower and sat together at the stern, wrapped in bath towels, enjoying the afternoon sun.

Wen Song turned his head and saw the person next to him with wet hair hanging down on his head. He was wrapped in a large white bath towel, looking lazy and cute.

She couldn't help but step forward, pinched Cheng Che's face and said, "So cute, like a cute puppy."

"Don't call me cute." Cheng Che said, biting her finger gently.

Seeing her in a bikini again, a few drops of water were running down her hair, and above her slender and obvious collarbone was a crescent tattoo. The muscles on her arms and the waistline revealed a sense of strength and beauty. I couldn't help but blush and wrapped the bath towel around her again.

"Be careful not to catch a cold if you wear so little."

Wen Song noticed his blushing face and couldn't help but smile, jokingly saying, "You're talking about me, you're not even wearing a shirt. Ah Che, you look more like a puppy when you're shy."

After hearing what she said, Cheng Che hugged her and let her sit on his lap. He put his big hands around her waist and moved closer and closer. He whispered in her ear nonchalantly, "I'll show you how you can be without shame when we get back later."

"Cheng Che!" Wen Song felt embarrassed after hearing his blunt words. He got off his lap, turned his head to the side and muttered softly, "You've really learned bad habits."

"Yeah, I learned that from you."

At night, they sat on the terrace to eat dinner together, and then walked along the corridor together after dinner.

Tonight is Christmas Eve, and most of the guests have gone to attend the beach bonfire party held by the hotel. This corridor connecting the various water villas is particularly quiet.

Bora Bora was not so hot at night, and the sea breeze brought a little coolness. They didn't talk, but just walked hand in hand, listening to the sound of the wind blowing the waves and looking at the stars in the sky.

Just then, Cheng Che's cell phone vibrated, breaking the silence.

He picked up the phone. It was Liu Yiling's voice on the other end, and her tone was a little anxious. "Ache, what's wrong with you? Why didn't you reply to the message in the group? The training time has been moved up. Everyone will report to the ski center at 27 am on the 9th. Don't forget."

Cheng Che fell silent after hearing her words. He pressed the mute button and asked Wen Song, "Baby, when do you want to go to Hangzhou?"

Wen Song was a little puzzled after hearing what he said, but he didn't take it to heart. "Didn't you say on the 31st? I want to stay a few more days. The weather in Hangzhou in winter is also very bad. The horrible weather in Oxford is really torturing me and making me depressed."

Cheng Che listened to her, smiled and nodded, then said to Liu Yiling: "Sister Liu, my signal is not good here, I will type it and send it to you."

Wen Song heard his phone call, turned around and asked, "What's wrong?"

Cheng Che immediately smiled and said, "Nothing, it's just that Sister Liu told me that our training time has been moved up to January 1nd, so we can only fly directly to Beijing on the 2st. I can't go to visit my mother's grave on the 31st. Sister, can you go for me?"

"Okay." Wen Song didn't think it was a big deal and responded readily, "I'll tell mom that you're busy preparing for the Winter Olympics, and our A Che is really pursuing his dream."

Cheng Che also smiled, put his arm around her shoulders, and walked slowly back to the room with her.

After returning to the room, he immediately sent a WeChat message to Liu Yiling, "Sister Liu, I'm sorry, the signal here is not very good, so I didn't notice the message in the group. Sorry, I have something to do and I will not be able to come to the training camp until January 1st."

Liu Yiling was a little anxious when she saw Cheng Che's message, and she immediately replied, "Ah Che, if you can come back, you'd better come back as soon as possible, so that Deputy Director Sun won't make things difficult for you again."

[It's okay.] Cheng Che replied, [The Winter Olympics are about to start, he won't do anything to me. Thank you, Sister Liu, for your trouble.]

I sent another message to Coach Mitchell, telling him that due to some personal matters, I would not be able to go to Beijing for training until January 1st.

Coach Mitchell quickly responded to him with a reminder, "Roche, I don't wanna interfere in your private life, but I must remind you, if you missed this opportunity, you'd have to wait for another 4 years."

(I don't want to interfere with your private life, but I must remind you that if you miss this opportunity, you will have to wait another four years)

Cheng Che looked at the message and knew what Coach Mitchell meant, but he still replied, "I know, I won't."

At midnight, brilliant fireworks bloomed in the night sky. Wen Song took two glasses of champagne, handed one to Cheng Che, toasted with him, drank it together, and kissed his lips with a slight smile.

"Merry Christmas, Che."