I almost touched the moon

When the doorbell rang, Wen Song quickly came to open the door.

Just like before, she liked to wear light-colored home clothes at home, her hair was casually tied behind her head with a clip, and she wore a pair of transparent square-framed glasses.

But this time, when she saw Cheng Che, she took the initiative to hug him, leaned her head on his shoulder, and said coquettishly: "Here I am, I'm so hungry."

Cheng Che put his arm around her waist and smelled the sandalwood with a faint scent of tobacco on her body. He suddenly felt like he was in a dream.

He carried her into the room, bent down to kiss her lips, and said with a smile: "Yes, come and cook for Professor Iseylia. Wait for me, baby, I'll cook for you now."

Wen Song nodded and did not leave. Instead, he sat in the restaurant and watched Cheng Che busy in the kitchen.

Cheng Che first cut a grapefruit for her, peeled it, put it on a plate and handed it to her, saying softly, "Eat some fruit first, baby, go back and revise your paper, I'll make dinner and bring it to your study."

"It's okay, I've finished correcting it." Wen Song tasted a piece of grapefruit, it was very sweet, with just a little bit of sourness, just right, "I'll upload the results in a while and they'll be OK."

"That's great." Cheng Che walked up to her and kissed her. "Weren't you just correcting Cheng Xuan's paper? You finished it so quickly. That's great."

Wen Song listened to his words, but smiled a little embarrassedly, and hesitated to speak, "Umm, let me say something, don't be angry..."

"How could I be angry with you?" Cheng Che patted her head lovingly, "Just be like you were before. Don't treat A Xuan any differently just because he's my brother."

"Of course not." Wen Song raised his head and looked at him, his expression becoming a little serious. "Even if you are my student, I will not give you any preferential treatment."

"I want to tell you that I usually leave the assignments of students with poor grades to the last..."

When Wen Song said this, he stuck out his tongue in embarrassment and explained, "I am not discriminating against students with poor grades. It's just that if I correct their work at the beginning, my mind will be confused and it will affect my grading of subsequent assignments. So it is fairest to correct them at the end, because my mind will be clear throughout the process."

Cheng Che smiled after hearing this, hugged her and said, "Of course I'm not angry. Don't I know how much he weighs? So honey, were you the last one to change A Xuan's?"

"That's not it. He has more behind him."

Wen Song smiled embarrassedly, "Don't tell him, I'm afraid it will hurt his self-esteem. Cheng Xuan is quite smart, and his grades are not that bad, but his English is not good, so it will definitely affect him. Also, he is too careless, and what he writes is really a little bit weird..."

"Are you sure it's just a little bit weird?" Cheng Che smiled even more happily when he saw that she was even trying to excuse Cheng Xuan. "So, honey, can you tell me if he passed? I'm not begging for him, I'm just curious and won't tell him."

"Of course not." Wen Song said immediately, "I don't think he's sufficient to be a MSc in astrophysics yet."

"You should talk to him." Wen Song sighed, "He sent me an email before, telling me that he couldn't finish the paper before the deadline due to some personal affairs, and asked me if I could extend it. I always give the topic of each paper a month in advance, and I really don't understand what personal affairs caused him to not have time to write the paper for a month."

"You will definitely say no, right?" Cheng Che was a little angry after hearing her words. He originally thought that Cheng Xuan was just playing around, but now it seems that he was just fooling around.

"Yeah, if I give him an extension, it would be unfair to other students."

Wen Song nodded and said, "But I told him that if it was really due to illness or other accidents that prevented him from completing the paper, he could provide relevant proof and I would give him another chance to submit his paper. Then guess what reason he gave me?"

Cheng Che asked curiously, "What is it?"

"My brother's wedding." Wen Song looked at him with a speechless smile.

"I'll beat him up right now." Cheng Che said immediately, "And ask for a leave for him. He won't be able to attend classes next semester. I'll beat him up so hard that he won't be able to get out of bed for half a year."

"About a month. The classes for next semester are very important. He's almost unable to graduate. He can't miss the class any longer."

Wen Song joked, walked up to him, put his arms around his waist and said, "I didn't know he was your brother at that time, and I confronted him. I said, "So you mean your brother getting marriage everyday in the past month and that wedding couldn't go on without you?"

(So ​​what you mean is that your brother has been getting married every day for the past month, and the wedding can't go on without you)

Cheng Che laughed after hearing this. It was indeed the familiar Wen Song, a master of sarcasm. He could imagine that when Cheng Xuan saw her reply, she was speechless with a little anger and a little helpless expression.

"He really..." Cheng Che felt a little ashamed after hearing this. He touched Wen Song's head and said, "Okay, I'll teach him a lesson. Don't be angry."

"I won't get angry about this kind of thing. I'm only telling you because he's your brother."

Wen Song raised the corner of his mouth slightly, revealing a somewhat nonchalant smile, "You should take some time to have a good talk with him. If he really can't focus on studying, he can choose to change his major or change schools. There is no need to waste time.

I don’t know what his undergraduate studies were like in China, but at LMU, if he still doesn’t take his studies seriously, he won’t be able to graduate. At least in the two courses I taught, he could never get a score above 4.”

"I understand." Cheng Che nodded, and realized that Cheng Xuan's problem was not just lack of seriousness, but also involved deception. At first glance, it seemed like nothing, but if he was allowed to continue like this, it would inevitably lead to big mistakes.

He kissed Wen Song and said, "Baby, thank you for telling me this. I will have a good talk with him. But he is a person who is not very calm. Please bear with me."

"I am just his professor. I am only responsible for teaching him my professional knowledge. As for other aspects, that has nothing to do with me. Of course, in real life, he is my boyfriend's younger brother. If he has any difficulties and needs my advice, I am also happy to help."

Wen Song's tone was still very calm, exactly the same as it was five years ago, but Cheng Che sensed something different in her seemingly cold words.

If it were her five years ago, she would definitely say, I am just his professor. Although he is your younger brother, it has nothing to do with me. Don't ask me about anything other than academics.

He was suddenly moved, lowered his head and kissed Wen Song's eyebrows, and said emotionally: "Thank you, baby."

"What would you do if you knew I was his brother at that time?" Cheng Che couldn't help but ask curiously.

Wen Song thought about it, raised his head from Cheng Che's arms, looked at him and said, "Maybe I need to take a month off, because I will definitely be very sad, so sad that I won't be able to do anything."

Cheng Che's eyes moistened at some point after hearing her words. He held her tightly in his arms, kissed her lips, and said firmly, "No, there will never be such a day. If I want to get married, it can only be with you. But you said you won't get married. So, there will never be a wedding day for me. Don't worry, I won't leave you again."

"A Che..." Wen Song couldn't help but feel a lump in his throat after hearing what he said, but he still smiled and said, "I am still the same as I was five years ago. I won't restrict your freedom. If you really think marriage is important and I can't give it to you, then I will bless you and others."

"Absolutely not." Cheng Che hugged her tighter, almost imprisoning her in his arms, "Do you know how painful it was for me to be without you for the past five years? So how can I lose you again? Please don't leave me, okay? Song Song, I really can't live without you."

"it is good."

She also hugged Cheng Che's waist tightly, and in the brief moment of thinking just now, she found that if she had to choose between marrying Cheng Che or losing him, she would choose the former without hesitation.

Marriage is scary, but if that person is Cheng Che, it doesn't seem so scary...

"Be good, I'll go cook." Cheng Che lowered his head and kissed the corner of her lips, then reluctantly let her go, "Sister, wait for me."

"Okay." Wen Song smiled and said to him, "I also want to eat coconut milk sago."

"Okay, I'll do it all for you."