I almost touched the moon

Amsterdam was packed on Saturday as the European Cup quarter-finals were approaching.

The weather was excellent and sunny that day. Many unknown bright flowers were blooming on both sides of the canal. Pedestrians rode bicycles across the bridge, and occasionally one or two bicycle bells rang. There were also many people driving boats or yachts to have parties on the canal, and cheers could be heard from time to time.

Considering that the game would inevitably cause traffic jams, Cheng Che rented a small sports boat and sailed along the canal with Wen Song.

Wen Song was lying on the sofa, wearing only the simplest black tank top and denim shorts of the same color, revealing her waistline and the tight and slender muscles on her arms. Suddenly a gust of wind blew by, and she sneezed, shivering and saying, "Why is Eminem's summer always so cold?"

Cheng Che smiled, took a windbreaker from the side and put it on her and said, "So don't take off your coat, you will catch a cold. When you were in ESA, did you come to Emu often?"

“No.” Wen Song smiled and shook his head. “There are too many people. I prefer to go to Rotterdam. The Chinese food in Rotterdam is delicious, and there is also a particularly delicious Korean fried chicken restaurant. However, more often, I will go to Dusseldorf or return to Zurich.”

Cheng Che sat down next to her, put his arm around her shoulders and whispered, "Actually, I came to ESA to look for you..."

"Then what?" Wen Song was a little surprised and a little disappointed, "I didn't see you..."

"The guard at the door looked at my ID and told me that this is the EU research base and I'm not allowed to enter." Cheng Che smiled casually, "I said I was looking for Dr. Iseylia, and he asked the internal staff for me, and then told me that Dr. Iseylia was not in."

Wen Song sighed, hugged him gently, and said sadly, "You should have called me..."

Cheng Che said apologetically, "I'm sorry, baby. I didn't make up my mind at that time. But LMU is better. Anyone can audit the class. They won't kick me out just because I'm not an EU resident."

"Idiot..." Wen Song smiled helplessly, poked his face and said, "What a little idiot."

After arriving at the dock, they got off the boat and walked towards the stadium together. As the game was about to start, the area outside the stadium was already crowded with people. Fans were singing and dancing in the lounge area, and even the cool weather became hot.

Wen Song also took a German flag from other German fans and draped it over himself. He also painted the German flag on his face and talked to the fans around him excitedly.

Cheng Che heard her German with a Bavarian accent and the sentence "I'm from Munich", and he tried hard to hold back his laughter. After returning to his seat, he dared to whisper to her: "Baby, look across the street, that's your motherland."

Wen Song saw the red and white Swiss flags across the street and said to Cheng Che, "So no matter who wins today, I'm the winner, right?"

"Yes, you are really a little genius." Cheng Che couldn't help laughing when he heard her words.

After the game started in the evening, the sky was not good. It started to drizzle soon after the game started, and then it started to rain heavily. There was no sign of a break in the game, and the atmosphere was still enthusiastic. This atmosphere reached its peak after Switzerland scored the first goal.

"Alas..." Wen Song leaned on Cheng Che's shoulder and said somewhat dejectedly, "Sure enough, the German team always loses when I am on the scene."

Cheng Che patted her head and said softly, "Don't say that so early. The first half isn't even over yet."

Wen Song sighed again and took a sip of wine with some sadness, "But we really haven't won a single game. In the last European Cup and World Cup, and the last Champions League, I went to watch the semi-finals between Bayern and Real Madrid, and they all lost... I'm really a badass. In the games I watched live, it seemed that only yours won every game. No, you didn't win a gold medal in the World Championships when I was there..."

"How can it be my baby's fault?" Cheng Che said immediately, "It's just that they didn't play well. It wasn't my wife's fault in my first World Championships. At that time, I was not as good as others. And my wife was there at the Winter Olympics, and I won the gold medal with a high score."

"I know, we were just joking." Wen Song laughed, "At that time, Yunjia and I were so optimistic that every time Skyline played, we sat in the opposite audience seats and didn't dare to cheer for them at all."

When Cheng Che heard her words, he snorted and said, "That's because he's not strong enough. It has nothing to do with you."

The rain got heavier and heavier, and even hail fell. The venue was stormy and the temperature dropped sharply, so the game had to be suspended. Although the skybox area where Wen Song was located was not affected by rain and hail, it could not stop the cold wind.

She sneezed, wrapped her windbreaker tighter around her, and complained unhappily: "I'm just a fool, but I'm just a fool."

(I can't believe it's summer now)

Cheng Che immediately took off his coat and put it on her, then held her in his arms, rubbed her hands and said, "Are you still cold?"

"Not bad." Seeing that he was only wearing a T-shirt, Wen Song quickly asked him to put on his coat to avoid catching a cold.

Cheng Che shook his head and said, "It's okay, I'm not cold, and if I catch a cold, you can still take care of me, how nice, I want to eat the porridge my wife cooked."

"Idiot..." Seeing that he refused to wear it, Wen Song could only put his windbreaker on both of them, "My cooking is so bad, what's there to think about."

After a while, the hail stopped, the rain became a little lighter, and the game resumed.

After the break, the German team was in much better shape, scoring a goal at the start of the second half to tie the score. The atmosphere in the stadium became even more intense, and even the heavy rain could not dampen the enthusiasm of the audience.

"So nervous..." With 30 minutes left before the end of the game, Wen Song whispered, "I wasn't this nervous when I watched you compete."

"Is that so?" Cheng Che pretended to be jealous, holding her arm and said, "It seems that baby doesn't care about my game at all."

Wen Song took the opportunity to turn around and kissed his cheek, then said with a smile: "That's because you never need me to worry. I believe you can definitely win the gold medal. But the German team... always makes me worried."

"It's okay." Cheng Che comforted her, "It's good that Switzerland won. Maybe we can have a day off."

"What does a Swiss vacation have to do with me..." Wen Song muttered helplessly, "Because Germany is just a waste of time. I'm just a waste of time."

(Please, Germany must win, I want to take a holiday)

Cheng Che immediately understood why she supported the German team and said with a smile, "So it's because of the holiday, Professor Iseylia."

"Yeah, nothing is more important than my vacation." Wen Song said with some anticipation, "If Germany wins the European Cup in the end, we will have at least three days of vacation, which is very important!"

Finally, in the extra time, the left winger of the German team volleyed the ball, and the ball flew a perfect parabola in the air and hit the goal of the Swiss team. The German team won the Swiss team 2:1 and advanced to the semi-finals.

"Great! I can take a day off now." (Great! I can take a day off now)

Compared to the fans who stood up and cheered, Wen Song seemed particularly calm. He just smiled, hugged Cheng Che, and said with a smile: "I finally saw the German team win in person. Let's go to the Azores."

"Okay~" Seeing that she was so calm even when watching the team she supported win the game, Cheng Che suddenly realized how rare it was for her to have tears in her eyes when she watched his game.

He hugged Wen Song and said lovingly, "Let's go tomorrow."