I almost touched the moon

When he left the library, it was already night and the temperature dropped sharply. Wen Song couldn't help but sneeze. He wrapped his windbreaker tightly around him and stood at the door of the library to smoke a cigarette.

In the streetlight, she saw a man sitting on a bench, bored. He was wearing a white sweater, which made him stand out in the dark. He was dangling his legs in front of the bench because he was bored, and he was wearing a pair of black headphones.

She recognized the man as Cheng Che and wondered why he was here so late at night. "Maybe he is waiting for someone," she thought and continued walking home to cook some ramen.

But the person behind her suddenly walked up to her quickly, walked up to her and greeted her, "Hi Iseylia, I didn't expect to see you again."

"Ah..." Wen Song smiled awkwardly and said bluntly, "Weren't you just waiting for someone at the door of our library?"

"Oh no..." He blushed immediately and stammered, "I, I came here for a walk."

Wen Song found that he was really a very shy boy, and he felt a little "bad taste" and wanted to tease him, so he checked the time and said, "Ah~ Come to the entrance of the LMU Mathematics and Physics Library for a walk at 9:45 pm? That's great, our school has a nice view, and there are not many people at night. Then you can walk slowly, I'll leave first."

Cheng Che felt even more embarrassed because she had seen through his thoughts. He knew he couldn't hide it from her, so he admitted it with all his heart: "Okay, I'm here to wait for you... Do you want to go home now? I'll drive you."

Wen Song was amused by him. She never liked interacting with the opposite sex. If it were someone else, she would have rolled her eyes and walked away by now.

But for some reason, she was always extremely patient with Cheng Che. She didn't know whether it was because he was so good-looking or because his shy personality caught her attention.

"Why are you waiting for me?" She turned around and asked him, and found that Cheng Che's face and ears were red. She might have thought that he was being teased by her.

"Emmm, I want to ask if you have time to have dinner together this weekend." Cheng Che finally mustered up the courage to look at her and said, "I sent you a WeChat message, but you didn't reply. I didn't want to disturb you, so I waited for you here."

Wen Song immediately said, "Sorry, I don't check SNS when I'm studying," and then took out her mobile phone to take a look. Sure enough, she saw that he had sent her a WeChat message at four o'clock in the afternoon, saying that he wanted to treat her to a meal to thank her for her help at the ski resort.

She had a doubt in her mind. Could it be that he had been waiting for nearly six hours since he sent her a WeChat message at four o'clock and received no reply? Just as she was about to say it out loud, she thought of some past events and said to herself, "Forget it, let's not be so self-indulgent."

She smiled and said, "Sure, sure. I just didn't have dinner."

"Great!" Cheng Che didn't expect her to agree to his request so quickly. He was a little ecstatic and asked excitedly, "What do you want to eat? Is there any restaurant you want to go to?"

"Kimchi tofu soup." She smiled gently and said, "But the store is a bit far away. You wait here for me while I go home to drive."

"No, no," Cheng Che said hurriedly, "I drove here and parked in front of your Fakult?t fur physik (School of Physics). Please drive my car."

"Okay." Wen Song nodded slightly and agreed.

They walked side by side on the campus at night. Because it was Friday night, there were not many people on campus. Occasionally, a few students or faculty members would pass by them on bicycles.

Cheng Che looked down at the person next to him. There was a faint fragrance on her body, which seemed to be perfume, but not necessarily. It had a hint of sandalwood and bergamot, and smelled very good.

Wen Song was a quiet person, so she didn't take the initiative to speak. She just walked quietly. Cheng Che was afraid that she would think he was talking too much, so he didn't dare to talk to her. The two of them walked quietly for eight or nine minutes until they reached Cheng Che's car.

He took the initiative to open the passenger door and said to Wen Song, "Please come in."

She nodded slightly and said thank you, without any hesitation or shyness, she walked into the car confidently, took off her backpack and placed it under the seat.

Cheng Che also got into the car and said to her, "Let me put your bag in the back seat for you."

"Thank you, no thanks." She smiled and said, "Let's go to Hanssam. Do you know where it is?"

"I don't know." Cheng Che said, "I haven't been to Munich very often. My relationship with my dad is not very good."

"Ah, sorry." Wen Song realized that he had said something wrong and immediately entered the address into Google Maps to start navigation. "I've given you navigation. Just follow it."

"Okay, thank you Sister Wensong." He didn't like calling her Iseylia. He secretly felt that only by calling her Wensong could they be considered friends.

He observed Wen Song's expression and saw that she showed no rejection or disgust, and a faint smile appeared on her face.

"That's Korean food..." Cheng Che glanced at the map and suddenly felt a little lonely. He thought that she liked Korean food because her boyfriend was Korean.

"Yes, that shop is run by Koreans and the food is delicious. It's just a little far away. Thank you for helping me today." She explained without mentioning anyone else.

Cheng Che's loneliness faded a little, and he asked, "Sister Wen Song, do you like Korean food?"

"Not bad." She felt a little sleepy and yawned. "I don't have much appetite today, and my stomach isn't feeling well. So I want to eat something sour and spicy to stimulate my appetite."

Cheng Che noticed that she had some dark circles under her eyes today, and asked carefully, "Didn't you sleep well?"

"Not really." She yawned again, "I got up too early in the morning."

Twenty minutes later, they arrived at the restaurant entrance. Wen Song entered the restaurant with him and greeted the waiter in Korean. Cheng Che noticed that her tone when speaking Korean was different from that of German, English and Chinese. Her voice was sweeter and her tone was drawn out with a slight upward rise.

After she sat down, she handed the menu to Cheng Che and asked, "What do you want to eat?"

He had no interest in Korean food, so he took a look at the menu and put it aside, saying to Wen Song, "Just order the same as my sister."

"Is there anything you don't want to eat?" she asked again.

"No." Cheng Che shook his head and said, "I eat everything."

She then said something else in Korean to the waiter, and then said, "I asked my aunt for two servings of kimchi and tofu soup, and asked her to put less kimchi in mine because I don't really like kimchi."

"Ah?" Cheng Che was a little surprised. "If sister doesn't like kimchi, why does she like kimchi tofu soup?"

Wen Song smiled and said, "Because I like to eat things with kimchi flavor, such as kimchi tofu soup, kimchi pork belly rice, etc."

"Sister, your Korean is very good." Although he couldn't understand her, he liked her speaking Korean very much. She was really gentle and cute. "Although I don't understand much, I feel it should be very good. Did you learn it specially?"

He suddenly became a little afraid that she would say, "I learned Korean because my boyfriend is Korean."

But fortunately she said: "No, I taught myself. I went to Korea many times to chase stars, so I am quite proficient in it, but it's not great."

He was secretly delighted and suddenly had some terrible thoughts, but he quickly suppressed them.

Soon two servings of soup came up. The aunt glanced at Cheng Che and said something to Wen Song in Korean. Wen Song also smiled and said to Cheng Che, "Aunt praised you for being handsome, so she added some more pork to your portion."

After hearing this, Cheng Che smiled a little embarrassedly and said shyly "dankesch?n" (thank you).

But he thought about it and felt that something was wrong. They seemed to have talked a lot, and there were questions and answers before. Why did Wen Song only say this to him? But because Wen Song didn't mention it, he didn't dare to ask more.

Cheng Che didn't like the taste of kimchi as it was too sour, but seeing Wen Song enjoying the meal, he followed her example and added rice into the soup and ate it with a spoon.

Wen Song noticed that he ate in a very gentle manner, taking small bites slowly and without making any noise, and he began to like him a little more.

After finishing the meal, Cheng Che wanted to pay, but Wen Song stopped him and said, "I'll pay. Thank you for driving me here so late at night."

Cheng Che immediately said, "It's agreed that I'll treat you." Then he handed the bank card to the cashier.

Wen Song said, "It's okay, let me do it. I have some Korean won that I couldn't spend, and this store can use it." Then he took out 60,000 Korean won in cash from his wallet and paid it to the clerk.

Cheng Che was a little surprised, but thought it was normal for a Korean restaurant to accept Korean won, so he said to Wen Song: "Then I will transfer the money to your UBS account."

"It's okay, no thanks." She refused indifferently, but Cheng Che still transferred the money. There was no way he could let her treat him to a meal.