I almost touched the moon

"Why are you here?" she asked in surprise, "Isn't today Wednesday?"

The person sitting on the sofa was none other than Cheng Che. He was wearing a white T-shirt, grey casual trousers, and a dark blue denim jacket. He was not dressed up. There was also his backpack on the sofa. He must have come to Munich right after class.

Wen Song was both surprised and confused, but joy finally overcame her confusion. She didn't care that Si Yao was still beside her and walked forward to hold Cheng Che's hand.

Si Yao also saw Cheng Che and immediately said very tactfully: "Professor, it's a little late, I must go back home. Bye~"

(Professor, it’s a little late, I have to go home, bye)

After saying that, he waved to Wen Song and Cheng Che and quickly left the office.

Cheng Che took Wen Song into his arms with his right hand, closed the door with his left hand, held her in his arms and kissed her eagerly. After a long while, he let her go, his eyebrows curved and his smile was very bright, "My wife, don't you want to eat the salmon miso soup I made? I'll cook for you."

"Nonsense." Wen Song frowned and said unhappily, "I just said it casually. You still have classes tomorrow, don't do anything stupid."

"Professor, you are really strict." Cheng Che smiled helplessly and kissed Wen Song on the lips. "Okay, to be honest, I have two classes tomorrow. One of them has been changed and the other has a recording. It doesn't matter if I don't go, so I came here as soon as the get out of class was over. Surprised?"

"Very pleasantly surprised." Wen Song was relieved and hugged him tightly. He then asked, "Why didn't you call me? Where's Cece? Didn't Cece come?"

"I called you twice but couldn't get through. I thought you must be in the lab, so I came directly to the office to wait for you." Cheng Che touched Wen Song's head, kissed her forehead and explained, "Cece is at home. I sent it home first. Otherwise, if it's here, I'm afraid it will mess up your office."

Wen Song smiled even more after hearing what he said, "But you didn't even send me a WeChat message. Tell me the truth, did you do it on purpose?"

"Guess." Cheng Che said with a smile, "How is it, a surprise?"

"A little bit." Wen Song hugged Cheng Che and raised his head to kiss his chin. "But you disrupted my plan. I wanted to finish writing Chapter 1 of the thesis tonight."

"Is that so..." Cheng Che said with a somewhat regretful expression, "It's okay, you write, I'll be here with you."

"Actually, it's okay if you don't write." Wen Song smiled, "Originally, I just wanted to stay in the office to write the paper because you were not at home and I didn't want to be alone in the empty room."

"Blame me." Cheng Che nodded and said, "I was wrong. I shouldn't have let my wife stay alone in the empty room. Now that I'm back, I don't have to stay in the office on purpose."

After that, he lowered his head and kissed her neck, saying somewhat ambiguously: "Baby, I really miss you."

"Wait a minute." Wen Song said with a smile, "I still want to finish writing. I suddenly had an idea tonight."

"Then finish it." Cheng Che let go of Wen Song a little, lowered his head and asked, "I'll stay here with my wife. After you finish writing your paper, can we go home together?"

"Okay." Wen Song also kissed him, handed him two boxes of instant noodles and said, "Help me make some. I didn't have dinner, and I'm starving."

Cheng Che immediately went to help Wen Song make instant noodles, and then said to her, "I'll make you some salmon miso soup when we get home later."

"Okay." Wen Song walked forward, hugged his waist from behind, leaned against his back and said, "A Che, I miss you too. I want to finish writing the paper tonight, so that I can spend more time with you tomorrow night, Friday, and the weekend."

Cheng Che was deeply moved when he heard her words. He turned around, kissed her forehead and said, "It's okay. I don't need my wife to accompany me. As long as I'm with you, I'll do anything."

After finishing her instant noodles, Wen Song returned to her desk and started writing her paper. Cheng Che also turned on his computer and sat opposite her to write his assignment for his major course, wearing his glasses out of habit.

“Don’t wear glasses.”

When Wen Song looked up, he happened to meet Cheng Che's face. He was wearing a pair of black and silver half-frame glasses, with a focused expression and a slightly frowned look, which was surprisingly charming.

"You look so good with glasses, I'll be distracted." Wen Song said, standing up and kissing the corner of his lips, "A little sexy, and a little, lustful..."

"Chant!"

Perhaps because it was in her office, with its simple and somewhat serious decoration and professional books and stellar models placed all around, Cheng Che was actually a little shy and embarrassed. He blushed and said, "Professor, this is your office, don't mess around."

"What are you thinking?" Wen Song smiled and lowered his head and asked him, "I just said that you look good in glasses and it distracts me. There is a saying that goes, from now on, the king will not hold court early in the morning, is that right?"

Cheng Che chuckled helplessly twice, "Spring nights are short and the sun rises high. From now on, the king will not hold court early. But it seems that this is not the way it is used, right?"

"Almost." Wen Song smiled and said, "I'll really be distracted if you do this. Can you put on your glasses when you get home?"

"Okay." Cheng Che took off his glasses, stood up and kissed her, "I'll wear them when I get home to show you."

More than an hour later, Cheng Che felt a little tired, so he closed his computer, made a cup of tea, sat on the sofa, and looked at Wen Song quietly.

She still liked to tie her hair up and smoke while writing papers, just like before. But this time, maybe because Cheng Che didn't like the smell of cigarettes, she didn't light it, but just held the cigarette in her mouth.

Cheng Che took the lighter from the table and handed it to her, then opened the window a little and said, "Go ahead and smoke, it's okay, I really like the smell of your cigarette."

Wen Song took the lighter and played with it in his hand. After playing with it for a while, he gave it back to him, shook his head and said, "Forget it, I'm quitting smoking."

"Why do you suddenly want to quit smoking?" Cheng Che was a little surprised. He walked up to her and kissed her forehead. "I advised you so many times before, but you refused."

Wen Song sighed and said, "There's nothing I can do. Astronauts have very high physical fitness requirements, and smoking will still cause some damage to the lungs, so I won't smoke anymore. I'll quit."

After that, he threw the cigarette into the trash can, opened a pack of gummy bears, and ate them while saying, "If I really want to smoke, I'll just hold it in my mouth without lighting it, or eat some candy."

"Thank you for your hard work, baby." Cheng Che walked up to her and hugged her, saying softly, "It's okay. If you really want to smoke, smoking one occasionally won't have any effect on your body. Otherwise, you will be too uncomfortable."

"It's not that bad actually." Wen Song said easily, "I don't have a smoking habit anyway, so it's not difficult. Besides, after this project is over, I can smoke again."

Cheng Che smiled and didn't comment on her words. It was a bit windy at night, so he closed the window again and made a cup of iced cocoa for Wen Song. "If you are tired, take a rest. Don't work too hard."

She nodded, took a sip of her iced cocoa, and went back to typing on her computer.

It was past two in the morning when Wen Song finally finished writing the first chapter of her paper. She turned around and found Cheng Che half asleep on the sofa, with a piece of white paper beside him, on which was a freshly completed sketch of her.

She turned off the main light in the office, sat down next to Cheng Che, gently covered him with a coat, lifted his legs, and laid him flat on the sofa so that he could sleep more comfortably. Cheng Che must be very tired, even with such an action, he did not wake up.

Wen Song noticed that he had some blue stubble on his chin and dark circles under his eyes. She remembered that Cheng Che's class on Wednesday lasted from 9:30 in the morning to in the afternoon. He must have come to Munich right after class and waited for her in the office for several hours. Apart from the instant noodles he had with her in the evening, he probably didn't eat much.

Thinking of this, she felt a little distressed. She touched Cheng Che's head, lowered her head and gently touched his lips, and whispered, "Little fool, you don't have to come. I will go back to Zurich tomorrow."

More than an hour later, Cheng Che woke up and saw Wen Song sitting at her desk, reading a book with headphones on, and knew that she had finished her thesis.

He yawned, immediately stood up, walked over, hugged Wen Song and said, "How could I fall asleep? My wife should have woken me up. It's very late and you still have to go to work during the day. I'm sorry, let's go home quickly."

"It's okay." Wen Song smiled, stood up and hugged him, holding his hand and said, "My class tomorrow is at 4 pm, so you can sleep in the morning. But you are so tired, I will feel bad."

"I'm not tired. I'll make you a midnight snack when I get home." Cheng Che took her bag, put it on his back naturally, took her hand and left together.

When he just arrived at the G floor of the academy, Wen Song happened to see Si Yao and Samuel leaving together, so he walked up to them and said hello.

Si Yao smiled and said, "The library is closed. I can only use Dr. Samuel's office to help him write the lab report."

Samuel reported to Wen Song in a serious tone, "Professor, Artemis and I have already written about 30% of the lab report. Thanks to Artemis' help, a lot of my work has been reduced. We will send you the completed lab report before 5pm next Friday."

"Okay, very good, thank you." Wen Song said immediately, "I believe in your ability, and you definitely don't need me to make any changes. Thank you for your hard work. Don't stay up late because of my tasks in the future. It will make me feel like a vicious capitalist."

Cheng Che also smiled and asked them: "It's late. If you need, Iseylia and I can take you home."

"No, no," Si Yao said immediately, "Dr. Samuel and I live in the same neighborhood, so we plan to ride our bikes back together, and we can also discuss the follow-up content of the report on the way."

Wen Song was no longer polite and nodded, saying, "Okay, then we'll go home first. Be careful."

After returning to the car, Cheng Che half-jokingly said to Wen Song: "Fortunately, I didn't study physics, otherwise I would definitely stay up late every day and wouldn't even have time to practice."

"Yeah, do you know why I don't date guys from the Physics Department?" Wen Song also laughed, "Because all guys, especially Europeans and Americans, become ugly after studying physics. The most typical thing is hair loss. I can't stand it."

"So that's how it is..." Cheng Che said thoughtfully, "I thought Professor Iseylia had someone in her heart, so she wouldn't be interested in any handsome guy."

"Of course it's because I have someone in my heart." Wen Song saw Cheng Che pretending to be jealous and thought it was cute. He agreed with him and said, "Except for you, other men look the same in my eyes. And there are no handsome guys. No one is as handsome as you. No one is as handsome as you."

"Wife, you are really good at coaxing people now." Cheng Che looked at her with a smile on his face, "But I like it very much."