I almost touched the moon

Seeing that she was in a better mood, Cheng Che tentatively said, "Jiang Xu's girlfriend, why don't you let her be detained for so many days? After all, she is not the mastermind."

"Impossible." Wen Song was somewhat dissatisfied and immediately refused in a deep voice, "Don't interfere in this matter."

"Okay, okay, I don't care." Cheng Che didn't dare to touch her again. He gently touched her head and asked carefully, "But Jiang Xu just said that his girlfriend was bullied and that person was beaten... Song Song, it wasn't you who did it, was it?"

When she was talking to Director Ling on the phone last night, he vaguely heard Director Ling say "I'll have someone take good care of them." He was not a fool, so he could naturally understand what this care meant.

But he originally thought that it was just a matter of longer detention or a higher fine within the legal scope, so he didn't care. After hearing what Jiang Xu said, he suddenly realized that he seemed to have thought it too simply.

Thinking of this, Cheng Che's face became a little gloomy, a little unbelievable, and asked again: "It's not you who did it, and it's not your intention, right?"

"What if I say it's my intention?" Wen Song still had a nonchalant smile on his face, but his words were extremely cold. "They caused me so much trouble. You don't think that detaining them for ten days is enough to make up for it, do you?"

The moment those words fell into his ears, he felt that his cognition had collapsed. He knew that she was very vindictive and would take revenge for any slight, but those were just minor quarrels within the moral scope. Although he didn't like it, he didn't interfere, and sometimes he envied her clear-cut character of love and hate.

His Iseylia could be willful, unreasonable, petty, and vengeful, but he always believed that her basic nature was kind.

Therefore, no matter how Jiang Xu begged him, he didn't say a word. He also acquiesced to her asking Zhang Yue to block Xiao Yu's online account. She was someone he didn't care about, and he was a little annoyed. Since she was happy, he let her do it.

But he could never have imagined that Wen Song would actually go this far and let someone do it in the detention center. He was vaguely worried about what she would do if there were no legal constraints. Hire someone to kill someone? It seemed like she could do it.

"So, it was really you who did it?" he asked again.

Wen Song looked at him puzzledly, and said coldly: "Why do you keep asking this? What does it have to do with you? Uncle Ling told me that he would ask his friends in the police station to look after them. As for how, I don't know. But no matter what, isn't it all their own fault?"

"Song Song..." Cheng Che sighed heavily, "Is it necessary? They have already accepted the punishment and paid the price. There is no need for you to dirty your hands. I thought you were kind and you wouldn't be so cruel."

"I'm not." Wen Song shook his head, took a few steps back, and said indifferently, "Cheng Che, I have always been vindictive and ruthless, don't you know?"

Cheng Che suddenly felt that she was very strange, he sighed and said softly: "I don't think I know."

He didn't know what to say or do for a moment, so he quietly cleaned up the dishes and went to the kitchen, saying to her, "Go and have a rest first."

Wen Song noticed his unhappiness, but she didn't understand what this had to do with Cheng Che, and why he was so inexplicably angry, but she didn't want to think about it anymore. Her research work was already complicated enough, and she didn't want to use her brain outside of research.

Wen Song returned to the study, lit a cigarette, and read the literature while smoking. Only when she looked at the text and formula did her thoughts gradually calm down. When her mind was clearer, she began to sort out today's aerospace engineering class notes. After combining the two, she suddenly realized something.

At first glance, her calculations for the orbit of the planetary probe seemed perfect, but from the perspective of aerospace engineering, there were still some problems. For example, although she took into account the gravity of the planet, she did not calculate the fuel consumption of the spacecraft itself accurately enough. Taking this into consideration, she started the calculation again, and this calculation lasted until three in the morning.

Usually, Cheng Che would make her a cup of tea and bring it to the study at around twelve o'clock, but today he didn't do that. As a result, she ignored the time and only realized that so much time had passed after she finished calculating.

She returned to the bedroom, ready to take a shower and go to bed, but found that Cheng Che was not in the room. She was puzzled and went downstairs to find that Cheng Che was not at home.

Wen Song was a little unhappy for a moment. He often blamed her for leaving without saying a word, but he was still the same. She called Cheng Che and asked calmly, "A Che, where are you?"

"I'm chatting with a friend, a friend from middle school. You go to sleep first and don't have to wait for me." Cheng Che's voice was not loud, but the sound of a guitar could be heard from the other end of the line. The background sound sounded like that of a bar.

"Okay, then come back early."

Cheng Che almost never stayed up late, went to bed at 12:30 every night, and never went out to party with friends so late. Wen Song's intuition told her that there must be something wrong with him. But she didn't want to ask more questions, and she didn't have the energy to delve into it.

More than an hour later, Cheng Che returned home and walked into the bedroom quietly without turning on the light. She was not completely asleep and had been waiting for him, so she woke up the moment she heard the door open.

She turned on the light and was relieved to see that Cheng Che was not drunk.

Cheng Che realized that he had woken her up, so he walked over to her apologetically and hugged her gently: "I'm sorry, baby, for waking you up."

"It's okay." Wen Song said sleepily, "Go take a shower, I'm so sleepy."

The moment he approached, Wen Song smelled the perfume on him, a very unfamiliar smell that she really disliked.

After taking a shower, Cheng Che returned to the bed, but instead of hugging her as usual, he lay down with his back to her. She still couldn't fall asleep, so she turned around and hugged him from behind, feeling insecure for the first time.

Even though she was so close to his back and could feel his body temperature, she was still afraid.

"Don't you love me anymore..." The moment the words came out of her mouth, tears welled up in her eyes. Fortunately, Cheng Che had his back to her and couldn't see it.

"I'll send a message to Uncle Ling right now and ask him to tell the people in the detention center that they won't target them anymore."

"How could that be?" Cheng Che quickly turned around and hugged her, kissing her gently, and said softly, "I know I shouldn't interfere in your affairs, but I just think it's not necessary to do this. Song Song, people shouldn't use their privileges to bully others, right?"

Wen Song did not think that her behavior was bullying, but just tit-for-tat. But thinking that they had learned a lesson, there was really no need for him to kill them all, so he nodded and agreed with Cheng Che's words.

She propped herself up and kissed Cheng Che, kissed his lips and chest, and lay on him, a little scared, "I thought you didn't love me anymore."

When Cheng Che saw her appearance, he suddenly felt relieved. He shook his head and said with a smile: "I will love you forever."

That night she was particularly active, and she was entangled with Cheng Che. At the most passionate moment, she actually cried. The two of them were extremely close physically, but why were their hearts drifting further and further apart?