I almost touched the moon

When she woke up the next day, Wen Song was lying on the bed with her arms and legs spread out. Xia Ninghe had just finished washing up and walked out of the bathroom. She hugged her reluctantly and said, "Baby, I'm going to the airport. Can you take care of yourself?"

"I'm already old enough, there's nothing I can't take care of."

Wen Song smiled. After a night of indulgence, she felt that she could accept the fact that Cheng Che had left. Although she was indeed reluctant, sad, and upset, separation was the best choice for them.

She got up from the bed and said to Xia Ninghe, "Wait for me for 15 minutes, I'll take you to the airport."

Arriving at the airport, Xia Ninghe cried and hugged Wen Song, tears streaming down her face, sobbing, "Baby, I can't bear to leave you, I'll come to Oxford to visit you when I have money, baby, you have to take care of yourself, eat well, and sleep well. Don't think about Cheng Che, you bastard, our Miss Iseylia, we can have any handsome guy you want."

Wen Song still had a faint smile on her face. She was a little slow in emotions and would not be sad because of the temporary separation because she believed that there would be a day when they would meet again.

She took out a jewelry box from her bag and handed it to Xia Ninghe, saying with a smile, "I heard that you got an offer from the China National Space Administration. That's great. Although I don't understand why you gave up the opportunity to study for a doctorate and returned to China, the China National Space Administration is not bad either. Maybe we will have cooperation in the future."

Then he pressed the jewelry box into her hands and motioned for her to open it. "It's a work gift for you. I hope you like it."

Xia Ninghe saw the classic logo on the box and said a little embarrassedly, "It's too expensive, baby. I can't accept it. The lamb is enough."

Wen Song helped her open the box, and inside was a Chanel Première silver chain small square watch. She grabbed Xia Ninghe's hand, took out the watch and put it on her wrist, nodded and said, "It really suits you. I have a good eye."

"Baby, it's really too expensive!" Xia Ninghe said as she was about to take off the watch and return it to her, "It's too expensive, woo woo baby, wear it yourself."

Wen Song stopped her from taking off the watch, shook his head and said, "No, you can't refuse what I give you. Don't you know me? The last thing I lack is money, so you must wear it well. I also specially engraved a 'ning' on the back of the dial, but that word is too difficult. I can't write it, and neither can the clerk."

Xia Ninghe burst into laughter, accepted the watch and hugged her tightly: "Baby, thank you, you must be happy, don't be too sad, if you are sad, call me, okay?"

"Of course, I will definitely call you." Wen Song half-jokingly said, listening to her sweet voice, "Because I like your voice."

"I can't stand it!" Xia Ninghe pouted, "Luckily I'm a straight girl! Otherwise I would definitely chase you!"

After leaving the airport, Wen Song did not go home but drove to Starnberg.

In the jewelry cabinet in the cloakroom in the morning, she saw some things that did not belong to her.

On the top shelf of the jewelry cabinet, there are two jewelry boxes, which contain the comet ring and necklace that Cheng Che gave her. When she moved, she forgot to take them because she didn't wear them often, and she also forgot to come back to get them.

Wen Song opened one of the jewelry boxes and inside was the comet diamond ring.

"The period of Halley's Comet is 76 years, which is its unchanging promise to the Earth. I want you to know that my feelings for you are the same, and my commitment to you will not change."

"In 2061, I will take you to see Halley's Comet."

"You are not allowed to leave it, and you are not allowed to leave me."

2061, how could there be another 2061, there wouldn't even be a tomorrow. She didn't abandon Cheng Che, he was the one who insisted on leaving. If you can't do it, why bother to promise.

Wen Song took the jewelry and put it in a bag beside her, ready to return it to Cheng Che. Since they were already separated, she shouldn't keep the jewelry. Just like his promise, if he couldn't do it, she would just pretend she didn't hear it.

Because she was so familiar with the place, she didn't even need a navigation system and arrived at the door of the house 50 minutes later. Even the gate of the courtyard opened automatically the moment her vehicle was detected.

She didn't drive the car into the courtyard, but parked it on the roadside at the gate.

In early April, the double cherry tree planted by Cheng Che was in full bloom. At this time last year, they came back from Canada a little late and missed the flowering period, but unexpectedly, she caught up with it today.

Pink cherry blossoms blooming all over the sky dotted the lakeside not far away. Swans were playing on the lake and pink petals were falling on the ground, which set off the new green land in early spring.

This was a scene she had imagined countless times. In the spring, when the cherry blossoms were in full bloom, they would bask in the sun together by the lake and feed the swans. In the afternoon, she would take a nap by the lake or in the garden, while Cheng Che would be by her side, reading or painting.

The cherry blossoms are in full bloom today, but it seems particularly lonely.

She walked into the courtyard, and both sides were still planted with white roses, as if someone had carefully taken care of them. In that brief moment, she suddenly wondered if Cheng Che would be at home, and if he might have been waiting for her to come back.

She had even thought about it. If Cheng Che was at home, she would tell him that she couldn't bear to leave him and that she would spend more time with him. Could they start over?

Wen Song plucked up the courage to ring the doorbell, and had even thought about what she would say when she saw Cheng Che. She would smile and tell him, "A Che, I'm back."

Soon, the door opened. It was a German man. Wen Song recognized him. He was Filbert, the housekeeper hired by Cheng Che. She already understood, but she still had a glimmer of hope that Cheng Che might be at home.

"Fr?ulein Iseylia, willkommen zuruck." (Miss Iseylia, welcome home)

He handed her a pair of slippers and bent down to help her change her shoes.

Wen Song declined his kindness and did not enter the house. When she heard his address, she smiled helplessly. Filbert always called her "Frau". It was not known whether it was Cheng Che's hint or he thought they were a young couple, so he called them that.

But now, the name has become "Fr?ulein", perhaps Cheng Che told him that they had broken up, or perhaps it was his guess after she came back alone.

She smiled and greeted Filbert, and asked, "Is Roche here?"

Filbert shook his head and said, "Mr. Cheng is not here. Is there anything I can do for you?"

Sure enough, it was all her own wishful thinking.

She smiled and handed the bag to Filbert, asking him to pass the items to Cheng Che.

There was a flash of surprise in Filbert's eyes, but he didn't ask any more questions. Instead, he took the bag with a smile, bowed slightly, and told her that he would definitely help pass it on and inform her by email after delivery.

Wen Song nodded, did not stay any longer, turned around and left.

Even standing at the door, she could smell the familiar scent of incense coming from the house, a woody scent of musk and cedar, with a hint of jasmine.

Outside the courtyard, a gust of wind blew and the cherry blossoms fell. The petals fluttered to the ground like rain, and a few petals fell on her car window.

It seemed that nothing had changed, and everything was the same as it was a year ago. However, the most important person was gone.