I almost touched the moon

Wen Song stayed in the bathroom for a long time. Even the smell of aromatherapy and Bach's violin sonata could not calm her down.

She just lay in the bathtub, sometimes in a daze, sometimes sinking herself to the bottom of the water, and when she was on the verge of suffocation, she poked her head out of the water.

If you have never had it, you certainly won't expect it. But once you get used to its existence, how can you give it up so easily?

In just over half an hour, Wen Song had found the answer. Although being talked about and pointed out by others would make her upset, it would not cause her any serious harm, and she could solve it herself.

But if, from now on, Cheng Che would disappear from her life, she couldn't imagine how terrible that would be.

She had gotten used to hugging him to fall asleep every night, to complaining to him after work every day, to discussing research issues with him from time to time as if talking to herself, and she was also used to wanting to be with him wherever she went.

Because Wen Song stayed in the bathroom for a long time, Cheng Che was a little worried and knocked on the bathroom door, "Song Song, are you not done yet?"

She was in a daze and didn't hear him knocking on the door. Cheng Che was puzzled and opened the door and walked in. He saw her lying in the bathtub, looking confused and tired, and his worries were finally put to rest.

He walked forward again, took the towel beside her and wiped her hair, and gently reminded her: "Baby, it's been more than an hour, you can't soak for so long, I'll carry you back to sleep."

"Ah..." Wen Song finally woke up from his dream and smiled at him, "It's okay, I can do it myself."

"What's wrong?" Cheng Che touched her head and said with some concern, "Is it so hard? I was worried that you would fall asleep in the bathtub just now."

"Yeah." Wen Song nodded, "I'm so tired."

After returning to the bedroom, Wen Song clicked on the Weibo post and asked him straight to the point: "Why didn't you tell me?"

Cheng Che's eyes were filled with surprise and shock for a moment, but he soon smiled and said to her, "I was afraid you would be angry. I'm sorry, sister. It's all my fault. I've already posted a Weibo to clarify, and I've also contacted lawyers and public relations. The Weibo post that exposed the information has been deleted, and I'll also have all other Weibo posts about your privacy deleted. Don't worry."

"It's okay." Wen Song sighed softly, "I also told my mother."

"Why did you tell Lawyer Wen?" Cheng Che suddenly felt a little guilty and dissatisfied. "Shouldn't you ask me first, sister?"

"Because she is the one among us who is most capable of handling all of this, isn't she?" Wen Song asked back.

After hearing what she said, Cheng Che knew that she was right, but he felt even more disappointed. When would she think of him when she encountered difficulties?

At this time, Wen Song also received a call from Ling Yi, "Song Song, this is Uncle Ling, you are still awake, right? I have investigated the matter clearly. There are three parties involved in the case. I have sent you their information on WeChat. This matter is very simple, I will definitely help you handle it today. But there are a few questions that I need to confirm with you. First of all, do you accept the settlement?"

"I will not accept any form of reconciliation," Wen Song said immediately. "I don't understand Chinese law, but I hope they pay the most painful price."

Ling Yi laughed twice and said half-jokingly, "Okay, you are indeed Ah Heng's biological daughter. But Songsong, according to Chinese law, it may not be possible to pursue any criminal responsibility, but don't worry, they will definitely be detained, and I will also ask my friends in the police station to take good care of them for you.

As for compensation, I will also help you get the highest amount. And the account that posted the Weibo is affiliated with a new media company. I have already filed a lawsuit for spreading rumors and violating privacy rights. "

After hearing what Ling Yi said, Wen Song felt relieved and said with a smile, "Then I'll trouble you, Uncle Ling."

"It's nothing, it's such a simple matter, my assistant can help you solve it." Ling Yi also smiled, "There is a power of attorney statement and power of attorney agreement, I sent it to you directly on WeChat, please sign and send me the scanned copy first, there is no rush for the original, you can send it to me when you are free, or send it to Ah Heng and ask her to bring it to me."

After Wen Song and Ling Yi thanked him, they immediately printed out the authorization agreement and the signed declaration and sent them to him. They then said to Cheng Che, "I have to go to the academy early tomorrow morning. Could you please help me express this."

"Okay." Cheng Che suddenly felt lonely when he saw her finish everything so quickly. It seemed like he was only causing trouble for her and couldn't help her with anything at all. The only thing he could do was to help her send a package.

He hugged Wen Song with some guilt, lowered his head and pleaded softly in her ear: "I'm sorry, sister... I'm sorry, it's all my fault that I didn't protect you well. Can I pay for the lawyer's fees? I'm sorry, sister, can you please not leave me?"

When Wen Song heard his words, she suddenly felt very tired. She was exhausted, but she still had to take into account Cheng Che's insecurity. She nodded impatiently and said to him, "Whatever you want, I'm going to sleep."

She was too lazy to even open the information about the person involved that Ling Yi sent her. No matter who the instigator was, they would pay the price for their actions anyway, so she was too lazy to look at it.

When she was about to fall asleep, Cheng Che hugged her from behind, kissed her neck gently, one hand wandered around her waist, and his right hand slowly reached under the hem of her nightgown.

"Ah Che." Wen Song held down his restless hand and sighed, "I'm very tired."

"Okay." Cheng Che didn't force it, but continued to kiss her, "Then turn around and hug me to sleep, okay? Sister didn't say goodnight to me today, are you really mad at me? Then scold me, don't ignore me, it's scary when you ignore me."

Wen Song felt even more exhausted after hearing his words, and said stiffly, "I may have to be busy with research in the college for the next month, and I may not come back until very late at night. If I have to do experiments, I may not come back. You can go back to China to be with your family, or go back to Munich and find a place to vacation. The weather in Oxford is so bad, it will be very torturous for you to stay here."

"Where does my sister want me to go?"

Cheng Che turned her over in a domineering manner, forcing her to face him, but he found that she had kept her eyes closed. He was a little angry for a moment, and kissed her eyebrows, all the way down, kissing her lips and collarbone, and took off her nightgown regardless of her obstruction, and his big hands wandered freely on her body.

"Cheng Che, you are looking for death!" Wen Song was already extremely tired, and she became even more furious when she saw that he ignored her wishes. She raised her knee and kicked him hard at the base of his thigh. Cheng Che felt the pain and finally let her go.

"Wife, you murdered your husband!"

He frowned in pain, holding his left thigh and gasping for air. God knew how much force she had used in that kick just now. If she had kicked him a little higher, the rest of his life would have been ruined.

Wen Song woke up after the kick, put his clothes in order, glared at him and said, "Who told you not to listen to me and try to force me? I told you I'm very sleepy, what do you want to do?"

"I'm sorry." Cheng Che also knew that he had lost his temper for a moment, so he quickly apologized to her, and then hugged her and said aggrievedly, "But it really hurts, you see it's all red, sister, can you help me rub it?"

Wen Song had no choice but to take the ointment from the bedside table and apply it to the red area, and then gently rubbed it for him. She had used a lot of strength in that kick just now. If Cheng Che hadn't been exercising all the time and had strong muscles, he might have been kicked away.

"Please blow it for me again."

Cheng Che didn't feel angry. Instead, he thought she was cute when she was angry. Although it hurt when she kicked his thigh, that was the kind of pain she would give him. It was the overbearing Iseylia who would only show it in front of him.

Wen Song rolled his eyes at him and said unhappily, "Don't push your luck."

But I still followed his instructions and blew twice on the red and swollen skin.

"I'm sorry, honey." Cheng Che hugged her and kissed her thin lips. "But why did you chase me away? What do you mean by returning home to be with my family? My sister is my family. If I don't accompany you, who else can I accompany? Why would I go back to Munich alone when you're not at home? A vacation should only be with my baby. Don't chase me away."

Wen Song laughed helplessly twice, hugged him, and said softly: "I'm just worried that you'll be too bored alone, because I have to work on the project next, it will be really busy, and I may not have time to go home. I want to finish it before your birthday, so that I can spend your birthday with you properly."

"It's okay." Cheng Che smiled happily when he heard her last words. He hugged her and lay down on the bed again, covering her with a blanket. "If you can't go home, I can come to the college to find you, or I can wait for you at home. But I don't want to be separated from you, so let me stay with you, okay?"

"All right.."

Such conversations had become commonplace in the past two years, but this time, she felt exhausted both physically and mentally. She just wanted to focus on her research, but as long as Cheng Che was around, he would definitely take away her energy. She tried hard to find a balance, but found that she couldn't find it at all.

The so-called balance is nothing more than Cheng Che's constant accommodation and tolerance and her compromise, but there will come a time when he can no longer tolerate, and there will also be a time when she does not want to compromise.