I almost touched the moon

"Roche ist dort." (Roche is there)

Evan pointed to the highest point of the indoor training field diving platform and said to Wen Song, "Ich gehe zuruck zum Training, tschuss Doktor." (I'm going back to training first. Goodbye, Doctor.)

Wen Song also smiled and nodded to him, thanking him: "Thank you for your help, everyone."

(Goodbye, thank you very much, stay safe)

On the platform, Cheng Che, wearing a white T-shirt, black sports shorts and roller skates, turned his back and slid down from the highest point, completing five and a half 360-degree rotations in the air and landed in the middle of the foam pool.

As she spun, her T-shirt rose up, revealing the perfect muscle lines of her abdomen and back. She looked at this scene, and the corners of her mouth inadvertently rose.

"husband--"

Wen Song waved at him, wanting to give him a surprise. The moment she called out "husband", she realized that there was a camera next to the training ground, followed by several Chinese-looking staff. When they heard her call "husband", they all turned their heads to look at her.

When Cheng Che heard her voice, he skated to her side without even taking off his roller skates, hugged her, and said in surprise: "Wife, you're here. I missed you so much."

After saying that, he bent down and kissed her, "How did you find me? I was afraid that you couldn't find me, so I wanted to come pick you up."

"Evan brought me here." Wen Song smiled and said with a somewhat resentful tone, "You didn't answer my call."

"I'm sorry, baby." Cheng Che kissed Wen Song's cheek again and said, "I'm in training and can't bring my phone with me. I'm sorry. But luckily you found me. I'll thank Evan later."

Wen Song nodded and said, "Yes, you really should thank him. Your staff mistook me for a fan, and when I told them that Cheng Che was my husband, she didn't believe it. It made me laugh to death. Fortunately, Evan proved it for me."

Cheng Che also laughed after hearing this, and hugged her and said, "I'm sorry, we are currently filming a documentary, so some staff from the main station came, and they probably don't know you."

"It's okay." Wen Song smiled and didn't care. "She's also trying to protect you. I don't mind. What documentary are you shooting?"

Cheng Che explained: "It's a documentary about our ski team, prepared for next year's Winter Olympics. Honey, can you shoot it with me?"

"No." Wen Song refused with a smile, "I don't want to be on camera. It would be weird for me to appear in your ski team's documentary, and I don't want your fans to know me."

"Okay, then we won't shoot." Cheng Che immediately expressed his understanding, took her hand and said, "I'm going to the snow track for training now. Honey, can you come with me? We've been busy recently, and I haven't skied with you for a long time."

"Okay." Wen Song nodded and agreed, "You haven't seen me do a backflip on the pole."

"Honey, can you do somersaults now? And somersaults?" Cheng Che said in amazement, "Wow, honey, you can really go to the competition."

Wen Song smiled without saying anything and did not tell him that it was during the years when she and Cheng Che were separated that she missed him so much that she went to learn slopestyle skills.

Back on the snow track, Wen Song nimbly jumped onto the slope barrier pole, flipped the pole and then did a backflip off the pole, then slid onto the diving platform in front, completed two and a half 360-degree rotations in the air, fell back to the ground, slid quickly in front of Cheng Che, and deliberately raised a cloud of snow in front of him.

"How is it?" Wen Song hugged him and said, "Not bad, isn't it?"

"How can it be just good?" Cheng Che hugged her tightly, his expression full of pride, "She is very strong, completely at the level of a professional athlete. If my wife had started practicing a few years earlier, maybe we would have won an Olympic gold medal together."

After hearing what he said, Wen Song also laughed so hard that he bent over, "I am very self-aware of my own level, and I just did 900, I can't even do 1080, so don't praise me."

"That's great." Cheng Che said proudly, "Sister, you've only practiced Slopestyle for a year or two at most, and you definitely don't practice very often, maybe only four or five times a year. Anyway, if it were me, I definitely wouldn't be able to do it, my wife is more talented than me."

Wang Shuning also skated over at this time and asked in surprise, "Did Iseylia do the 900 just now? Oh my god, I thought it was some athlete. You are so strong."

"Yes." Cheng Che hugged Wen Song's arm and said to Wang Shuning, "So why don't you go to training quickly? If you don't practice, Song Song will go to the Winter Olympics for you next year."

"Brother, what are you talking about?" Wang Shuning was too lazy to argue with him. "Sister Iseylia is Swiss. There is no way she can go to the Winter Olympics for me. If you keep talking nonsense, sister, do you know that there is a reporter with us this time who has pursued..."

"Shunning!" Cheng Che stopped her immediately, "Don't talk nonsense."

"I'm not talking nonsense."

Wang Shuning pouted and continued, "Sister, let me tell you something in secret. It's the reporter who accompanied us this time, Huang Yirou. The one with the round face and medium curly hair. She pursued Lu Mingqian before, and she pursued him very fiercely. During every interview, others only said a few words, but Lu Mingqian spoke at length, like a speech."

"Is that so..." Wen Song showed a playful expression, looked at Cheng Che again and asked, "Really?"

"Of course it's true." Wang Shuning said, with a hint of dissatisfaction in her tone, "But I don't like her very much. She is very purposeful. She will chase after whoever is good-looking and popular. She also likes to think of herself as the queen. But sister, don't tell your bestie, otherwise Lu Mingqian will be dead."

Cheng Che also nodded and said helplessly, "It's true."

Wen Song glanced at Cheng Che again and asked Wang Shuning jokingly, "Did she pursue Cheng Che?"

"Well..." Wang Shuning chuckled twice and looked at Cheng Che, "Well... Sister, do you want to hear the truth?"

"No!" Cheng Che denied it immediately, hugged Wen Song and said, "I am so jealous and henpecked. If she had pursued me, how could I have allowed her to join the team for the interview? Wouldn't that be a waste of time?"

"Really?" Wen Song disagreed, "When have you ever been afraid of me? And what's wrong with me chasing you? Am I such a petty person?"

"You are not narrow-minded." Cheng Che said immediately, "It's me who is insecure. I'm afraid my wife will be unhappy."

Wang Shuning couldn't help laughing when she saw this scene, and said to Wen Song, "Indeed not, sister, she is much older than you, maybe four or five years older."

Wen Song also nodded and said with a smile: "It's okay, you guys go to train quickly, I'll go to the side and rest for a while. Shu Ning, you guys take a rest tomorrow, do you want to come to our house for dinner and spend the weekend?"

"Okay." Wang Shuning agreed happily, "I miss your Cece so much. She is so cute. No wonder my senior brother would rather get up early and go home every day."

After Cheng Che went back to training, Wen Song also sat in the rest area nearby and watched him train. At this time, the woman who had just spoken to her came over. Wen Song probably guessed that she should be the reporter Huang Yirou that Wang Shuning mentioned.

Wen Song nodded slightly at her as a greeting, and continued to sit in his seat reading a book and drinking juice.

"Hello, so you are Cheng Che's wife." Huang Yirou smiled at Wen Song and said apologetically, "I'm sorry, I didn't recognize you just now."

"It's okay." Wen Song also smiled, "I know you are also trying to protect the athletes."

"My name is Huang Yirou, I'm a reporter for the sports channel. This time I came to Austria with them to participate in the filming of the documentary." Huang Yirou introduced herself, "The domestic audience and media have always been very curious about Cheng Che's wife. It's really a perfect match. If you don't mind, can I interview you?"

Wen Song shook his head and said, "It's not very convenient."

Huang Yirou looked embarrassed, then smiled and said, "Can I ask you a few questions? If you mind, I won't publish them publicly."

Wen Song was still reluctant, but seeing Huang Yirou's sweet smile, she didn't want to disappoint the girl the most, so she finally agreed, "Okay, as long as it doesn't involve privacy."

"Okay, Mrs. Cheng. What's your name?"

"Mrs. Cheng?" Wen Song subconsciously frowned when she heard this title, revealing a puzzled expression, but she thought that maybe the other party didn't know her name and could only call her this, so she didn't say much, "My name is Iseylia Wen."

"Okay." Huang Yirou nodded and asked, "Mrs. Cheng, what is your occupation? Cheng Che is a very good skier and is also studying for a master's degree at the Swiss Federal Institute of Technology. He is an excellent architect. Mrs. Cheng's job should be good too."

Wen Song rolled his eyes to the sky, but he didn't sneer out loud because of Cheng Che's face. He looked at Huang Yirou indifferently and asked, "Reporter Huang, I'm sorry I've been away from China for too long and don't understand many things. I would like to ask, China is now regressing socially, do women ask to take their husband's surname after marriage?"

"Ah?" Huang Yirou was a little puzzled and shook her head and said, "Of course not."

"Oh ok."

Wen Song smiled meaningfully, "Because you always call me Mrs. Cheng, I mistakenly thought that China has become feudal over the years and requires married women to take their husband's surname. I was also wondering why such a bill that discriminates against women and subverts human rights was passed and no one opposed it. But now I understand that I misunderstood. It's not a problem with Chinese society, but just a problem with your habits."

Huang Yirou knew she had said something wrong, so she laughed dryly and said, "Excuse me, Ms. Wen. What do you do? You must be an excellent wife."

Wen Song couldn't help but wonder in his heart, how did such a person become a reporter for CCTV and even go abroad for interviews? Did the other reporters go to pick wild vegetables?

She said speechlessly, "I am a university professor. As for being a good wife, I don't know why you would ask such a question. I don't understand. We have a nanny and a cleaner to do the housework. When Che is free, he will cook for me. That's it."

Huang Yirou was a little embarrassed after hearing her words, but she didn't finish asking, "You also know that Cheng Che is very popular in China, very popular, and he is also very handsome. Are you worried about cheating?"

Wen Song was speechless and didn't want to talk to her anymore. He chuckled and said, "Cheng Che is indeed very good-looking, so he doesn't have to worry about me cheating."