I almost touched the moon

"Baby, I'm going back to China on the 15th. Do you want to go to Hangzhou with me?"

Cheng Che brought Wen Song an ice cream, put her feet on his legs, and continued to give her an ice massage.

"Next Monday? I don't know." Wen Song took a bite of ice cream and said lazily, "Are you going to prepare for the Asian Winter Games?"

"No, I'm not attending this year's Asian Winter Games." Cheng Che explained, "It's too close to the World Cup schedule, it's too tiring, I don't want to work so hard, and I have to give others a chance to win the championship. I'm going to celebrate my grandma's birthday, it's her 85th birthday, I have to go back. I originally planned to go back with A Xuan on Saturday, but I want to accompany you more, let him go alone."

Wen Song nodded and said with some regret: "Well, I haven't watched you compete live for a long time... I miss it a little. I still remember last year's Winter Olympics, when you succeeded in your third jump of 1980, you smiled so happily, so handsome. Moreover, you are still using the snowboard I gave you."

"Last year's Winter Olympics?" Cheng Che was a little surprised, but more of it was joy. He was so excited that tears welled up in his eyes.

"So Songsong, you really came?!" Cheng Che was pleasantly surprised and hugged her in his arms, stroking her long hair and gently kissing her eyes.

"I seemed to have seen you at that time, so after the competition, I didn't even participate in the interview, didn't even change my shoes, took off my snowboard and came to look for you, but I looked around but couldn't find you... I thought I saw you wrongly."

When the game ended, Cheng Che looked towards the audience as usual. Just when he was about to be disappointed, he saw a familiar figure in the audience.

She had long light grey-brown hair, a black baseball cap, and a white down jacket. Her fair skin was almost transparent in the sun, making her even more eye-catching. Although she was wearing sunglasses that covered half of her face, he still recognized her at a glance.

Cheng Che didn't even have time to hug his coach, pick up the national flag, cheer and take photos, and immediately ran outside to find her. However, he was surrounded by fans and reporters, and security and staff followed closely behind him, almost carrying him back.

When he returned to the court to accept the cheers of the crowd, he looked at the audience again, however, there was no one he was familiar with there.

Cheng Che asked Wang Shuning and many other people, and the responses he got were all "I don't know" or "Song Song probably didn't come, she's been very busy lately."

So, he gradually came to think that it was just an illusion caused by his excessive longing.

"Yeah." Wen Song nodded and put his arm around his neck. "But as soon as the game was over, I left. I thought you didn't see it."

"How is that possible?" Cheng Che hugged her tightly and lowered his head to kiss her deeply. "Even if sister really went to outer space, I would see you at the first sight."

"Next time." Cheng Che promised her, "Sister, you must accompany me to the next Winter Olympics, okay?"

"The next Winter Olympics..." Wen Song joked, "You will be 31 by then. Will you still be able to skate?"

"What's wrong with 31!" Cheng Che snorted, hugged Wen Song's arm and started to act like a rogue, "Sister, do you think I'm too old now? In freestyle skiing, there is no such strict age limit. 31 is just right, and 40 is also acceptable. This is not e-sports, you can retire at 26."

Wen Song rubbed his head and said, "You are so stupid. You really look like Petty now. I am older than you, so how could I think you are old? Besides, why are you still jealous? Junze Oppa is married, but you are still jealous. You are getting more and more childish as you get older."

"Don't call him Oppa!" Cheng Che lowered his head and bit her earlobe, half acting coquettishly and half playing tricks, "After we reconciled, you never called me husband, how can you call him Oppa."

"I didn't call you husband before." Wen Song pinched his face.

"Who said that? You called me." Cheng Che exhaled in her ear, the hot air lingering around her earlobe, causing Wen Song's cheeks to turn red, "Have you forgotten..."

Wen Song pushed him away a little, shook his head and said, "No, I was too tired last night. I want to take a day off."

"Okay, I'll listen to my wife." Cheng Che asked again, "So will you go to Hangzhou with me on the 15th? I want to go see my mother, and I also want to go to Lingyin Temple to fulfill my wish."

"Let's go back on the 13th." Wen Song said to him, "Xuan Yan happens to be pregnant, I'll go and keep her company. Ah Che, I saw the eternal lamp you offered to me at Lingyin Temple, let's go together to fulfill our wish."

"You saw it all..." Cheng Che was a little touched, "Thank you, baby. The camellia and desserts in front of my mother's grave during the New Year were also sent by you, right?"

"Yeah..." Wen Song nodded, "I would go there every New Year's Day and my mother's death anniversary in the afternoon. I wanted to meet you, but I was afraid to meet you. I also told my mother that I couldn't bear to leave you."

"I'm sorry, Songsong, I'm sorry." Cheng Che sighed softly, his eyes moistened, "I'm really stupid, I should have thought of it earlier, how could you not love me. Even if you would be happier without me, I should have come to see you. I'm sorry, sister, will you forgive me?"

"If I hadn't forgiven you, how could you still be in my house?" Wen Song asked back, "Okay, let's not talk about the past. Let's go to Hangzhou this time and visit mom together."

Cheng Che immediately smiled and nodded, then asked, "Wife, can you come with me to my grandma's birthday? She keeps asking me if I have a girlfriend, and I want to tell her that we've always been together."

"I don't want to go." Wen Song still refused, "You know I hate occasions like this the most."

"It's okay." Cheng Che stopped insisting, "Then I'll finish early and go home to be with you."