I almost touched the moon

Wen Song was held in his arms, and because the distance was so close, she could even clearly hear his rapid heartbeat.

There was even a chill on his body. When his hand touched her waist, she subconsciously trembled because of the sudden chill, but Cheng Che held her tighter in his arms. His slightly cool fingers touched her cheek, and his voice was filled with a bit of uneasy crying, "Song Song, I love you."

Soon, they returned to the bedroom. Cheng Che put her on the bed, hurriedly took off their clothes, leaned over and kissed every corner of her body in a domineering manner.

Wen Song felt hot and pushed him away a little, but he held her in his arms even more tightly. He tilted his body slightly, held her to his side with his arms, and kissed her even harder.

His eagerness soon infected her. She wrapped her legs around his waist, raised her head and kissed him passionately, and reached out to touch his thin cheek.

She didn't want to ask why Cheng Che suddenly came to Oxford, and she didn't want to push him away and urge him to go back to Sapporo immediately. Her life was always dominated by reason, but only at this moment did her emotions prevail. Even if the sun really exploded and the earth was destroyed tomorrow, she just wanted to stay with Cheng Che.

After a long time, the room returned to silence. After Cheng Che cleaned her lower body, he was ready to carry her to take a shower. She shook her head, hugged him again, and said gently and tenderly: "I want to take a good look at you."

When she was in Sapporo, she always felt that they were far apart. Even when they had dinner together every night, she felt that Cheng Che and she did not belong to the same world. Only at this moment, on a rainy night in Oxford, beside her pillow, did Cheng Che completely belong to her.

Cheng Che nodded, then lay down beside her, letting her fingers stroke his cheek inch by inch.

The warm yellow light in the room shone on his face. Wen Song's fingers stroked his tall nose and then his eyebrows. Cheng Che's eyes were extremely beautiful, with deep eye sockets, long and round eyes, and narrow fan-shaped double eyelids. When he didn't smile, his eyes looked a little sharp.

But at this moment, Cheng Che looked at her with curved eyes and a smile. The light reflected the shadow of his eyelashes, and the bags under his eyes made him look even more gentle and affectionate.

"Are you still angry with me?" Cheng Che held her right hand that was stroking her, moved closer to her eyes, lowered his head and placed a kiss on her eyes, seemingly kissing the teardrop mole at the corner of her eye inadvertently.

Wen Song smiled, his cold eyes also revealed a bit of gentleness and tranquility, "I wasn't really angry at first, it was just that at that time, I was also very irritable because I didn't sleep, and I received that call. In fact, I was waiting for you at the airport, but you didn't reply to me until almost one o'clock in the afternoon. I thought that after you won the gold medal, you didn't need me anymore."

"I'm sorry, sister..." Cheng Che apologized to her again, "It's all my fault. I made my baby suffer. Please don't leave me, okay? Do you know how anxious I was when I couldn't find you at that time?"

Wen Song smiled and said, "What's there to worry about? I'm such a grown-up, how can I get lost? Even if I meet some criminals, they may not be able to beat me."

"I'm afraid you won't want me." Cheng Che buried his head in her neck and shoulders, his voice was a little humble, "You can't leave me without saying anything again. From now on, I will tell you where I go. If you encounter that kind of thing again, sister will just rush to my door and beat me up."

"I'm not that fierce."

"Ache, go back to Sapporo and take the flight back tomorrow morning." Wen Song finally spoke to persuade him. After the passion gradually dissipated, reason finally took over.

Cheng Che shook his head and said stubbornly, "I won't leave unless my sister accompanies me."

"I can't accompany you. I have to go to the lab on Monday." She advised him gently but slightly seriously, "Be obedient. Come back after attending the closing ceremony. I'll buy you a plane ticket."

"I'm not going." Cheng Che's attitude was a little tough. "I don't want to be separated from my sister. The competition is over. I just want to be with you. Whether it's the closing ceremony or the flag bearer, nothing is more important than you."

Wen Song knew that his stubborn temper had come up again, and thought that since the game was over, he would not force it.

She changed the subject, smiled lightly, stroked his shoulder blade, and said with some heartache: "You've lost weight."

"Sister has lost weight too." When Cheng Che picked her up, he could clearly feel that she was lighter, her face was smaller, and her pale complexion made her look a little sickly.

Because she was thin, her collarbone was more prominent, and the tattoo on her collarbone was more obvious. Cheng Che lowered his head and kissed the tattoo, leading her into a new round of frenzy.

It always drizzles in Oxford at night. The sound of raindrops hitting the windows does not make people feel noisy, but rather warm.

"A Che..." Wen Song called out to him, interlocking his fingers with his, "I need you by my side."

Cheng Che fell asleep quickly due to exhaustion and the long flight. While sleeping, he turned over inadvertently and murmured in his sleep, "Song Song, don't leave me."

When Wen Song heard his words, she felt sad for a moment and sighed softly. With the dim light, she saw the faint bruises on his back that had not yet disappeared. She put her arms around his waist, kissed one of the bruises with her thin lips, and leaned against his back to fall asleep with him.

I woke up to the sound of rain. The rain was getting heavier and was accompanied by hail.

Wen Song habitually turned around and wanted to lean on Cheng Che's chest, but found that there was no one beside her. She opened her eyes with some confusion and looked at the time. It was only six o'clock in the morning and it was not yet dawn. Turning around, she found that Cheng Che was on the terrace, talking on the phone. The weather was extremely cold, but he was only wearing a short-sleeved T-shirt.

She took a coat and walked to the balcony. She heard Cheng Che whisper to the other end of the phone, "I know, but I really can't come back now. It's okay. Thank you, Director Xu."

When he saw Wen Song, his frown relaxed, he smiled, and reached out to hug her, "Why are you awake? Go back quickly, it's cold outside."

Wen Song put a coat on him and said sleepily, "Why did you wake up so early? And you're still on the balcony talking on the phone, and you're not even wearing clothes."

"I was afraid of waking you up." Cheng Che smiled, took her hand and walked back to the bedroom. "You haven't adjusted to the time difference yet, so you woke up early. I'll sleep with you for a while."

Wen Song smiled and asked again: "What's the matter?"

"Nothing." Cheng Che said lightly, "Director Xu, who is in charge of our freestyle skiing, called me and asked me to go back to attend the closing ceremony. I said I couldn't go back."

"I also think you should go back." Wen Song suddenly felt a lot of pressure. Cheng Che was always like this, and would give up everything for her.

"I'm not going. I want to be with my sister." As he said that, he took out the mascot doll and his gold medal from his bag and solemnly handed them to Wen Song.

"Maru-chan's doll and the gold medal are all yours." Cheng Che kissed her between the eyebrows and said softly but firmly, "Sister, even if it's an Olympic gold medal, in my heart, it's not as important as you."

Wen Song looked at his sincere eyes and nodded firmly, but she felt a little uneasy. She had tried very hard to do more for Cheng Che, but she still couldn't do even one tenth of what he did.

"Ah Che..." She said, "I think you should focus more on yourself. You are to me..."

Cheng Che blocked her next words with a kiss, and said angrily: "If you say such stupid things again, I will ignore you."

A few years later, she returned to Munich, and when she was on a business trip to Tokyo, the ring on her left ring finger suddenly disappeared.

In order to find the ring, she ran almost all over the University of Tokyo, and finally luckily found it at the lost and found office.

The moment she found the ring, she couldn't help showing her emotions in front of others and burst into tears.

The research assistant was puzzled when he saw her look, but he didn't ask any more questions. He just handed her a tissue and stayed with her quietly.

On the plane back to Munich, the girl next to her looked at the ring on her ring finger and finally couldn't help asking her, "Is it something important?"

In Si Yao's impression, Professor Iseylia was always calm and composed, with a nonchalant smile on her face. She couldn't imagine that she would burst into tears in public because of the loss and recovery of the ring. Especially that ring, it didn't look special.

Wen Song nodded, his eyes a little blurry, "My boyfriend gave it to me."

Si Yao heard the hidden meaning in her words and said carefully: "He must be very important to you. You must love him very much."

"No." Wen Song took a sip of beer and looked out the window. Ten thousand meters above the sky, the sun was so bright that it was a little dazzling.

"I didn't love him that much, but he was the one who loved me the most in this world. But I lost him."

So, since when did she lose the person whose heart and eyes were filled with only her?