I almost touched the moon

The plane landed at Munich Airport. Cheng Che looked out the window and couldn't help sighing.

Munich, long time no see.

Cheng Xuan followed behind Cheng Che, making some noise, "Brother, where are we going? Let's go directly to your house. I don't want to go to my shabby house at all. It's too small."

"Shut up." Cheng Che had been feeling a little distracted since arriving in Munich. He thought he might run into that person at the airport. He had clearly used his secondary account to secretly check out her Instagram stories, and she also arrived in Munich around the same time, so how come he didn't run into her?

But soon, he felt lucky. If he saw her, what should he say? Say hello? Would she pay attention to him? If she did, what should he say?

Thinking this way, he soon reached the exit, where the driver was waiting for him. As soon as he saw him and Cheng Xuan, he came up to them attentively, took the luggage from Cheng Xuan's hands, and said with a smile on his face, "Hello, Master, Master. Master, you are here. Mr. Cheng and his wife have already told me to pick you up. Master, are we going to the old place again?"

"Yeah." Cheng Che said "Yeah", and then said to the driver, "Uncle Jin, let Cheng Xuan get his things himself."

"Oh." The driver replied, smiled at Cheng Xuan embarrassedly, and put the luggage back in his hands.

Cheng Xuan felt a little aggrieved, but he didn't dare to be really angry with Cheng Che, so he could only follow him silently carrying his luggage.

But not long after he walked out, Cheng Che stopped and looked at a figure not far away, staring at the person in a daze.

She was wearing a white down jacket, light blue jeans, and white sneakers. She was still very beautiful, dazzling in the crowd, with long hair casually draped over her shoulders, no makeup, wearing a mask, exuding a bit of laziness. She was carrying a Goyard Hobo tote bag and pushing a white Rimowa suitcase with one hand.

She had lost a lot of weight, and it seemed a bit strenuous for her to drag a large suitcase by herself. Cheng Che subconsciously wanted to walk forward, but stopped and walked quickly in another direction.

Cheng Xuan also looked at that place and was startled. "I'm going to Iseylia." He pulled Cheng Che and walked faster. "Brother, let's go. I saw our scary professor."

But he was walking in such a hurry that he didn't notice the disappointment on his brother's face or the fleeting embarrassment on the driver's face.

The driver drove very fast, and the scenery outside the car window quickly receded. Munich's winter is always cold and severe, with snow falling tirelessly and the sky always gray. Today is no exception, and thick white snow has accumulated on the trees and roofs on both sides of the street.

Cheng Che has been skiing since he was a child and has long lost interest in the snow.

But that person, probably because she lived in the south when she was young, always liked snowy days. Every time it snowed, she would pull him to play snowballs. It was at that time that he could see her smile from the bottom of her heart in front of him.

They soon arrived at Cheng Che's home in Munich. Cheng Xuan looked at the villa in front of him and gritted his teeth.

"You are such a good Cheng Che. You have such a luxury house in Munich, but you only give me 3,000 euros a month and make me squeeze into such a small student apartment. Cheng Che, you are not a human being, you really are not a human being!"

Cheng Che's home in Munich is a modern duplex villa with three floors and large French windows. It is very fashionable and novel. There is a large garden in front of the house, which is full of white roses and a cherry tree is planted at the entrance of the garden.

When the housekeeper saw Cheng Che coming back, he immediately stepped forward and said in German: "Mr. Cheng, you are back. The house has been filled with aromatherapy for you. I have also received several emails inviting you to meet. A ski brand has also invited you to be a spokesperson. What do you plan to do with it?"

Cheng Che nodded slightly and replied in German: "Please postpone them all for me. This is a private trip and I will not participate in any commercial activities."

He then introduced Cheng Xuan to the housekeeper and said, "This is my younger brother. He will live here from now on. All rooms are available, except the master bedroom and the second bedroom on the third floor."

"Yes, I understand." The butler nodded appropriately and shook hands with Cheng Xuan. He was polite but not flattering, and quite graceful. Cheng Xuan felt embarrassed.

Cheng Xuan followed Cheng Che into the house and found that the 8-meter high ceiling design made the whole house look more spacious. The overall style is simple wood with no main lights, and the colors are black, white, gray and wood color. The simple and modern German style is perfectly integrated with the Chinese warmth.

However, the oil painting of the solar system planets in the center of the living room seems somewhat out of tune with the overall style.

The room was filled with a strong scent of sandalwood, and on all the tables were bouquets of blooming white calla lilies.

"When did you start liking calla lilies so much?" Cheng Xuan asked again, somewhat puzzled. "I haven't heard you say that."

"What nonsense!"

Cheng Che felt a little dizzy ever since he walked into the room. The housekeeper still kept the habit from six years ago, using LINARI's LEGNO scented candle for incense. The middle and back notes were a mixture of light jasmine and orchid scents, strong sandalwood, and a hint of cedar.

The woman really liked this smell and couldn't fall asleep without it. Because of this, he, who originally didn't like to use scented candles, also asked the housekeeper to light this scented candle every day.

He said to the housekeeper, "Put out this incense and don't light it again."

The butler responded by extinguishing the incense without asking any further questions.

Cheng Xuan finally moved out of the rented apartment, and excitedly ran around the house, looking at every room. He said to Cheng Che: "Brother, why is the second bedroom with a balcony on the third floor locked? I saw an astronomical telescope on the balcony. Wow, that's Takahashi fsq106! Are you going to leave it on the balcony to collect dust? Why not give it to me? Also, did you design and build this yourself? It's really nice."

After hearing this, Cheng Che's hand holding the cup trembled for a moment, he rubbed his head, quickly calmed his breathing and said, "Let's find a room to stay in, and stop talking so much."

"Oh." Cheng Xuan also noticed that something was wrong with his brother today. Although he was a little curious, he was always a little afraid of his elder brother, so he didn't dare to ask more questions. He obediently went to the second floor and found the largest bedroom to live in.

After Cheng Xuan left, Cheng Che hesitated for a long time, and finally asked the butler: "Filberte, has Iseylia been here in these years?"

"Not once." The butler replied, "Mr. Cheng, are you still waiting for Iseylia?"

"No." Cheng Che shook his head, stood up from the sofa and said, "I just asked casually. You should also take a good rest in the next few days. Happy New Year."

"Okay, thank you Mr. Cheng, and happy new year."

Cheng Che returned to the room. The furnishings in the room had not changed at all. There was still a jewelry box on the bedside table.

He opened the box and found a Saturn pendant inside. The sphere in the middle was carved from yellow diamonds, and the Saturn rings on the outside were inlaid with a circle of small diamonds, emitting dazzling light under the light.

He spent a long time designing this pendant himself and found her favorite jewelry company to make it. However, before the pendant was completed, he had already lost her.

He put the jewelry box into the safe and locked it. There were many things related to her in it, such as the four frames of their life taken together in Seoul, the Fred bracelet she gave him when he graduated, and the concert tickets he accompanied her to see...

He took out the four-frame photo of her life. She was still smiling faintly in the photo, and she didn't look very happy. He suddenly felt tired, sat on the carpet, looked at the photo and said to himself, "Sister Wensong, have you thought of me in the past four years?"