I almost touched the moon

At the dinner table, Cheng Xuan was eating his meal in big mouthfuls while complaining indignantly, "Brother, you don't know. Our professor is simply a crazy woman! She is really beautiful, with big eyes, long legs and very fair skin. I didn't know that such a beautiful woman could be found in a major like ours."

"Alright, alright, talk less during the meal." Cheng's mother Yang Wanqing frowned unhappily, "Your brother finally gets a few days off, don't bother him. And besides!! You're going to Germany to study, don't think about those things and stare at the beautiful professor."

"Mom, you are biased!" Cheng Xuan protested, "I can only go back to China for a few days during the Christmas holiday. You don't know how scary our professor is. No matter how beautiful she is, I dare not even think about her! I thought I wrote a good planetary thesis before. But guess what score she gave me, she gave me 4.03! Oh my God!! 4.0 is a passing grade, but she gave me 4.03! Is this human!

I went to argue with her later, and she said to me directly, "To be honest, I am very curious about your undergraduate thesis. Because what you wrote in your thesis made me feel that you are just an astrophysics enthusiast." How can there be such a vicious person! ! "

"Then finish your meal quickly and go rewrite it." Cheng Che listened silently and suddenly became interested in the professor Cheng Xuan mentioned. The tone of this person's speech really sounded like someone he had known before.

Cheng Xuan glanced at his brother and said unconvincedly, "What else can I write? I really think I wrote very well. Alas, no matter how much I write, she will not be satisfied. Brother, do you know how low the average pass rate of our course has been in previous years? Less than 40% for the paper and less than 20% for the exam. Isn't she so beautiful and Chinese? Why can't we show some mercy to a Chinese student studying in Germany? Isn't this how we all went through this?"

"Your professor is Chinese?" Cheng Che was a little surprised, and his heart beat faster. Could it be her...

"Strictly speaking, not really." Cheng Xuan thought for a moment and said, "Her nationality is Swiss, but I heard from several girls in our major who are close to her that she immigrated to Switzerland with her mother when she was in junior high school, and then she became a Swiss citizen. Although she is a bit of a lunatic, her resume is really good. She has a bachelor's and master's degree from LMU, a doctorate from Oxford, and has worked at ESA. She became a W30 professor at the age of 2. She is a real big shot."

Cheng Xuan's words hit Cheng Che like a blow to the head. The hand holding the spoon trembled and the knuckles of his fingers turned white. He tried to calm down and said to Cheng Xuan, "What is the name of your professor?"

"I don't know her Chinese name. The name on her resume is Iseylia Wen." As he spoke, he took out his cell phone, opened the college's official website, found the professor's personal information, and handed it to Cheng Che.

Then he said with great interest, "Brother, you don't know her, do you? If you do, remember to say something nice to me and stop hanging up on me. If you continue to hang up on me, I'm afraid that I may not be able to graduate from my postgraduate studies in the next 20 years."

Cheng Che looked at the resume on his phone and was surprised, but also felt that it made sense.

The person in the photo is an oriental woman with long light gray-brown hair, fair skin, bright features, a pair of peach blossom eyes with slightly upturned corners but not coquettish, a teardrop mole at the corner of her eye, and slightly upturned corners of her lips, revealing a calm and confident look.

Iseylia Wen is a professor of theoretical astrophysics at the University of Munich. Her main research area is planetary science, and her main subject is planet formation and composition under planetary science. She studied for her undergraduate and graduate degrees at the University of Munich and obtained her doctorate from the University of Oxford.

"As expected of her," Cheng Che said in his heart, feeling a little proud. He had long known that with her personality, there was nothing she couldn't do as long as she wanted to.

"I don't know her." Cheng Che said calmly, "But think about it yourself. She is a W2 professor at the age of , has a PhD from Oxford, and has undergraduate and master's degrees from LMU. How could she not be strict? I am not from LMU, but I have heard of the 'bad reputation' of your school's science and engineering majors. Everyone has to study for five years for an undergraduate degree and four years for a master's degree. Study hard."

"Alright, alright." Yang Wanqing couldn't bear it, so she coaxed her little son, "If you can't continue studying, then don't study. Astrophysics is useless. Your family doesn't need you to make money. If it's too difficult, just drop out of school. Go home and let your parents and brother support you."

"When will you return to Munich?" Cheng Che suddenly asked this question, startling everyone at the table.

"Ah, me." Cheng Xuan was a little confused, but still answered, "I went back on January 6th. I have classes on the 7th."

"I'll go back with you." Cheng Che was afraid that it would be too abrupt, so he found another excuse and said, "I bought a house in Munich before, and it's empty anyway. This time I'll go back with you, help you pack up, and move to my place."

"What brother? You had a house in Munich and you didn't tell me?" Cheng Xuan protested again, complaining to Yang Wanqing, "Mom! Look at my brother! He said you can't show off your wealth when you're out, and he was so stingy with the living expenses. Do you know how small my house is? It's less than 30 square meters. I can't even turn around. I ate hot pot in the room, and the bed was full of hot pot smell. But my brother bought a house in Munich and he didn't tell me! Mom! He abused me!"

"Stop arguing!" Yang Wanqing was also annoyed by the noise and explained, "Ah Xuan, I asked your brother not to give you too much money. You are going to Germany to study. Why does a student need so much money? Just enough to spend is enough."

"Yeah, you're so stupid, you'll get scammed again." Cheng Che looked at him with some gloating, his mouth corners raised, and his cold appearance became a little softer.

"You should shut up too!" Yang Wanqing rolled her eyes, then took out a credit card from her wallet and handed it to Cheng Xuan, saying, "You've been doing well recently, so take this and buy yourself something you like. Don't spend it recklessly."

"Thank you, Mommy!" Cheng Xuan stood up with a smile on his face and hugged Yang Wanqing. "Mom, I have to go write my paper first. Brother, remember to help me move."

"That professor A Xuan is the girlfriend you dated six years ago, right?" After Cheng Xuan left, Yang Wanqing looked at Cheng Che with a worried look on her face and asked, "After so many years, you still can't forget her?"

"No." Cheng Che put down his bowl and chopsticks and said coldly, "I don't know her, Mom, don't worry about it."

"Then why did you go to Munich?" Yang Wanqing asked again, "For so many years, you have found excuses to refuse to participate in the competitions in Munich. Even the World Championships two years ago, you went there in a hurry and came back in a hurry. Don't tell me you were going to help your brother move."

"Let's go skiing." Cheng Che stood up unhappily and turned away from the table. "Mom, I'm 28, not 8. You don't need to get involved in these matters."

Yang Wanqing looked at her son's departing back and sighed heavily.

Iseylia Wen, she had also heard of this name, a very outstanding astrophysicist. However, as a mother, she always felt sorry for her son.

Cheng Che stood outside the French window, holding the phone with his slender fingers, and opened the man's Instagram.

She doesn't like to share her life on the Internet. She might not post on WeChat Moments once in eight hundred years, and only occasionally post a few posts on Instagram.

The most recent one was posted an hour ago. On Christmas, she went to Australia to dive with her friends.

In the photo, she is wearing a white one-piece swimsuit, black wide-brimmed sunglasses, barefoot on the beach, making a "V" sign with one hand, smiling brightly, with snorkeling equipment at her feet. The caption reads "celebrate Christmas with snorkeling", celebrating Christmas with snorkeling.

His hand shook and he accidentally clicked "like", but luckily he quickly cancelled it. He blushed a little, but then he thought, "Forget it, she won't notice it."

Thinking of this, Cheng Che lowered his head somewhat dejectedly, threw his phone aside, and walked out of the room.

He wandered around the back garden a little lost. His mother always arranged everything very well, and the details were still perfect. The wintersweets in the back garden were in full bloom, and they were matched with green agarwood. The woody fragrance and the light floral fragrance complemented each other. His troubled thoughts gradually calmed down.

Cheng Che raised his head. The night sky was dark and he could only barely see one or two stars hidden in the clouds.

He thought of the time when he went to Chile and camped with her in the Atacama Desert at night to watch the stars.

It was a starry night, and the man, relying solely on memory, pointed to the sky and said to him, "That's Saturn in the east."

He looked through the astronomical telescope at the location she pointed to, and sure enough he saw Saturn and its dazzling and magnificent rings.

"How beautiful." He exclaimed, "Saturn's rings are so beautiful, no wonder they say Saturn is more dazzling than diamonds. Do you like it, sister? If you do, how about I customize a Saturn diamond necklace for you?"

"It's mainly made of water ice, and has nothing to do with diamonds." The man said silently, ignoring his romanticism. "When comets, asteroids, and satellites approach Saturn, they are torn into pieces because Saturn's gravity exceeds the Roche limit. They cannot enter Saturn, let alone escape Saturn's gravity, and can only revolve around Saturn."

"What an unromantic woman."

He said silently in his heart, but still hugged her, rubbed her neck and said coquettishly: "Isn't that how I feel about my sister? I am attracted to my sister, but I can't really enter my sister's heart, and I can't escape."

"Stop!" she stopped him, saying in German, "Don't do that, it's a bit disgusting."

Thinking of this, he looked at the dark night sky and sighed.

Is it that she is really unromantic and allergic to romance, or is it because that person is him, so she doesn't care?