I almost touched the moon

As soon as Cheng Xuan returned home, he immediately shouted in the living room: "Brother!!! Come out quickly! Big news!!!"

However, after shouting around, he still didn't see Cheng Che. He muttered as he walked upstairs and continued to shout, "Cheng Che! Where are you? Come out! Here's your chance to be a hero and save the damsel in distress!"

Cheng Che was reviewing the lighting design plan for the ski resort in his study. Five years ago, he drew a draft of the design with the aim of combining the astronomical observatory and the ski resort. However, after trying many versions, he was unable to solve the problem of light pollution in the ski resort.

Now that the site for the ski resort has been selected and construction is about to begin, his father and grandfather have both advised him to give up this plan, but he was very persistent and even drafted several versions of the lighting design himself.

Cheng Che looked at the latest design plan, and the light pollution problem was still not completely solved. He felt a little dizzy for a moment, took off his glasses and rubbed his temples, and suddenly remembered that Wen Song had warned him that it would be difficult to do when he learned of his plan five years ago.

After the breakup, he put the idea aside for a while, but it was only when he happened to see this sketch while sorting out documents a year ago that he started designing it again.

Cheng Che couldn't help but think that if he could solve the problem of ski resort lights affecting astronomical observations, then the gap between them could also be resolved.

Hearing Cheng Xuan's noisy voice, he walked out of the study impatiently and asked, "What's the matter?"

"You are at home, why are you ignoring me at home?"

Cheng Xuan also walked into the study and sat down on the sofa carelessly, but was pulled up by Cheng Che: "Don't sit here."

"What? Your sofa is so expensive, I can't even sit on it?" Cheng Xuan showed a speechless expression.

Cheng Che did not speak. Wen Song used to like sleeping on this sofa. He also liked sitting on it and watching her study at the desk. Sometimes he would draw a few sketches. Sometimes... this sofa carried their inadvertent throbbing and their most intimate memories.

At that time, Wen Song liked to sit on Cheng Che's lap, hug his neck, and complain while acting coquettishly: "I can't write anymore, I want to die."

Cheng Che would always kiss her neck and lips, and comfort her with a smile: "If you can't write anymore, don't write anymore. If my baby can't write, others will definitely not be able to do it. But you can't die. What will I do if you die? I can only die for love."

Thinking of this, a smile appeared on Cheng Che's face, which was a bit bitter but also contained a hint of sweetness.

Cheng Xuan saw Cheng Che's smile, but he just felt weird, thinking that he had felt weird since he moved into this house. Not only was he not allowed to enter the master bedroom on the third floor, but he was also not allowed to use the Takahashi telescope to look at the stars, and now he was not even allowed to sit on the sofa.

He secretly muttered to himself that he should just wait until the new house is ready and then move out to live alone. If not, living at his father's house would be better than living here.

Cheng Xuan sat on the chair in front of the desk and said to Cheng Che, "It's really big news. Iseylia went skiing on Saturday and hit a tree. She broke her leg and it seems that there is something wrong with her ligaments. She said it was torn ligaments. I don't quite understand, but it seems to be quite serious anyway."

"what?!"

Cheng Che frowned immediately. How could she still be the same after so many years? She actually hit a tree again while skiing. He didn't know whether to worry or be relieved. He was worried that she must be seriously injured. He was relieved that it was just a torn ligament, no fracture or other more serious injuries.

"Is it serious? How is she?" Cheng Che asked anxiously.

Cheng Xuan smiled and said, "Brother, I knew you cared about her, so I came back to tell you right away. But if you want to know what happened next, you have to give me some information fees."

After saying that, he rubbed his fingers together and winked at Cheng Che.

Cheng Che understood what he meant and shook his head helplessly, "Check your account."

When Cheng Xuan saw the extra 5,000 euros in the bank, he couldn’t help but sigh, “Iseylia, you are not my professor, you are my God of Wealth.”

"It seems to be quite serious." Cheng Xuan thought for a moment and said, "When she came in the morning, she was leaning on crutches, with a bandage and brace on her right leg, and she sat during class. After class, her RA borrowed a wheelchair for her and pushed her back to the office."

Cheng Che frowned even more after hearing this. He knew better than anyone that although a torn ligament was not a serious injury, the pain was unbearable, and even taking painkillers was not very effective. Wen Song couldn't stand the pain to begin with, and now he didn't know how uncomfortable he was.

"How did you get hurt?" Cheng Che was very familiar with Wen Song's skiing skills. If she was just skiing normally on the trail, she wouldn't hit a tree with her eyes closed. He couldn't help but worry whether she had gone off-piste skiing alone again.

Cheng Xuan curled her lips and said, "She is really brave. She said she went skiing in the wild, but accidentally brought the wrong skis, and brought the in-slope skis. And because it snowed a little that day, her vision was blocked, and she accidentally bumped into a tree.

She also told us that a friend of hers once told her that you need different skis for backcountry skiing and on-piste skiing. When backcountry skiing, the ski bindings should not be buckled too tight, otherwise you will get sprained like she did when she fell because the skis were not detached in time. She also told us that you must not go backcountry skiing alone, it is very dangerous.

Brother, that friend of hers must be you. So what is your relationship? Could Iseylia really be the one grandma mentioned, your ex-girlfriend, the legendary sister-in-law whom I have never met? "

After hearing what he said, Cheng Che sighed. He didn't know what to say. Wen Song remembered every word he said very clearly, but even though she remembered it so clearly, she still couldn't do it. Moreover, she said that one of her friends, could it be that he was just a friend to her...

But he barely thought about it for long before turning around and walking out, saying to Cheng Xuan, "Don't worry about it, kid. You have an exam tomorrow, go and review. I have something to do, so I'll be out for a while."

Cheng Che thought, Wen Song was right, they were just friends now. Friends were fine, but at least they were not strangers. He was really worried, Wen Song had never paid attention to her health, and he didn't think she could take care of herself.