I almost touched the moon

Chapter 107 Cold War

This cold war lasted for a long time, three or four days. They were clearly two people living under the same roof, but they rarely met each other.

Cheng Che got up at nine o'clock every day, went out for training at half past nine, and returned home at nine o'clock in the evening. When Wen Song woke up every day, Cheng Che had already left.

On the dining table, there was always breakfast prepared for her. One time it was her favorite strawberry cream crepe, the next day it was caramel muffins, the third day it was a sandwich, and another time it was pork ribs and scallop porridge.

Wen Song didn't have the habit of eating breakfast, but she got up fifteen minutes earlier and ate the breakfast he made before going to work. Therefore, when she walked out of the room, she happened to meet Cheng Che who was about to go out.

"Remember to eat." He always said this before going out.

"Yeah." Wen Song replied calmly. He would always tell him, "You don't need to help me prepare tomorrow."

But every time, Cheng Che would still help her prepare.

When Cheng Che came home at night, Wen Song would usually be in the attic studying for exams, writing reports, or playing games. Every time he saw the clean and tidy dining table, he knew she hadn't eaten dinner. He didn't know if she really had no appetite or was waiting for him to cook.

But he was also exhausted from a day of training, so he didn't make dinner for her. After washing up, he went back to the guest room to sleep.

On the fourth day, he returned home and once again saw the empty dining table and the smell of smoke coming from the attic. Finally, he couldn't bear it anymore and made her a bowl of kimchi and tofu soup and brought it to the attic.

"Haven't you finished your exams? Why are you still so busy? Don't you even have time to eat dinner?" Although he spoke in a reproachful tone, he still placed the kimchi tofu soup and rice on the coffee table.

Wen Song smelled the aroma of kimchi tofu soup, stopped what he was doing, sat on the sofa, tasted it and said, "Thank you."

Then he said to Cheng Che, "I'm writing a research report. The deadline is tomorrow."

"Don't stay up late." Cheng Che knew that she would stay up all night again tonight. It was useless to persuade her, so he could only ask her to smoke less.

"Are you going to sleep in the guest room tonight?" Wen Song asked proactively.

"Yeah." Cheng Che nodded, "Didn't you say that I would disturb you?"

For the first time, Wen Song gave in to him and took the initiative to hug his waist, saying in a coquettish tone: "The bed in the guest room is so small, and your legs are so long, it must be uncomfortable to sleep."

"It's fine." Cheng Che deliberately acted a little irritable, "No one kicked me at night, I slept well."

"Oh, then you can continue to sleep." Wen Song said unhappily, and loosened his arms, "I feel more comfortable sleeping alone."

"Okay, I was just kidding." Cheng Che immediately hugged her and said, "No one kicked me at night, I'm not used to it. And I'm going to the United States the day after tomorrow, baby, don't be angry.

If you get angry again, I will miss you all the time when I prepare for the competition in the United States, and I won’t be able to practice properly. This time it’s slopestyle, if I don’t win the gold medal, I will be very sad. "

After hearing what he said, Wen Song turned around and hugged him, raised his head and kissed his lips, and whispered: "I was also wrong, I didn't know you valued grades so much.

I just think that since you treat ski cross as a hobby, the results are not that important. And I don’t want you to care about what others think, you just need to be yourself. ”

"I know." Cheng Che lowered his head and kissed her carefully, gently lingering his lips and tongue with hers, "I'm sorry, baby. I was in a bad mood that day, so I said something nonsense. You're not mad at me now, are you?"

"You're angry." Wen Song pretended to be angry and said with a smile, "I'll punish you. Go wash the dishes and help me put the clothes I change into the washing machine."

"Yes, Princess." Cheng Che agreed immediately and said to her, "Can I go back to the bedroom to sleep tonight? The bed in the guest room is so small. When I turned over, my legs hit the cabinet."

"Then how could you endure for so many days?" Wen Song snorted, "I thought you were living comfortably by yourself."

"I'm just afraid that you'll be angry." Cheng Che kissed her again, "Baby, let's not quarrel anymore, okay?"

"I have never started a quarrel with you." Wen Song looked at him seriously and said, "Ah Che, I am indeed a person without empathy and I can't read people's expressions. So, if you need me to do anything, just tell me directly and I will try my best to satisfy you, okay?"

"Okay." Cheng Che hugged her and said, "I know that you love me very much. It's okay. You don't have to change for me. I love you just the way you are."

Two days later, Cheng Che left for the United States to prepare for the X Games. Before leaving, he said to Wen Song: "Don't forget the competition on the 28th. Will you come?"

"Yes." Wen Song smiled. "I'll have nothing to do once I finish writing the report. I'll definitely come. Good luck in the competition."