I almost touched the moon

On the way to Fukuoka, Li Yunjia saw that Wen Song was in a bad mood, poked her and asked, "What's wrong? You look depressed."

"Cheng Che is so annoying." Wen Song snorted and complained.

"Your little puppy?" Li Yunjia asked with interest, "I feel pretty good. I even called you last night. He seemed so clingy, much better than Yin Junze."

"Will you go bankrupt if you don't mention those three words?" Wen Song glanced at Li Yunjia with a face full of resentment.

"I was wrong." Li Yunjia begged for mercy, "I can't go bankrupt. I have three cats at home. What I mean is that he is very enthusiastic about you."

"Yeah... that's what annoys me." Wen Song bit his lip and said, "Don't you think he's funny? He actually asked me why I didn't tell him when I came to Japan. Why should I tell him? I didn't even tell my mom."

"Yeah." Li Yunjia also felt strange. "What does he mean? You have to report to him when you come to Japan? Did he pay you to come to Japan? What a strange man."

"That's right." Wen Song nodded, "Then I thought he wanted to come to Japan, so he was angry that I didn't tell him. But then he said he didn't want to come to Japan. So why was he angry? Speechless..."

"So he's angry because you didn't tell him you came to Japan?" Li Yunjia was also very upset. "Are you guys in a boyfriend-girlfriend relationship now? Even if you are, you have no obligation to tell him about your schedule. If you want to know, can't you just ask him yourself?"

"Alas..." Wen Song sighed and said, "Maybe it's because he's young. Never mind. He cares about me."

"I advise you not to get too carried away again." Li Yunjia saw that Wen Song's love for Cheng Che was much deeper than she described. Although she knew that she might be "beaten" by Wen Song, she still couldn't help but remind him.

"Have you forgotten about that guy before? He was very concerned about you, asking about your well-being, but what happened? Don't get too carried away. Men are good until they get what they want."

"Cheng Che is different from him." Wen Song's voice was firm, "He is not the kind of person who would play with ambiguity."

"I'm just worried that your personalities might not be suitable for each other." Li Yunjia said, "But as long as you like it, that's good. If it's not suitable, we can talk about it later. Don't think too much about it."

"Yeah." Wen Song smiled, "I know."

Then he took Li Yunjia's arm and said excitedly, "When we get there, go to the hotel to put your luggage down first, and then go with me to dye my hair."

"Okay." Li Yunjia nodded and said, "When I was studying in Fukuoka, I knew a really good barber shop. I'll ask if I can make an appointment for you. Dye it a milk tea champagne color. It will look good with your yukata."

"Okay, you have good taste, I'll do as you say."

The next morning, Wen Song got up early and went to Dazaifu Tenmangu Shrine in Fukuoka with Li Yunjia.

"This shrine is really super effective!" Li Yunjia repeated, "It's for those who want to get good grades. I prayed here before and passed the tax accountant exam. Songsong, don't you want to apply for a doctorate? You must tell the God!"

Good." Wen Song nodded, "I will definitely pray to God to bless me devoutly."

Wen Song always believed that man could conquer nature and did not believe in gods and Buddhas, but he listened to Li Yunjia's words and prayed devoutly in front of the statue. He muttered something in Japanese: "Please bless me, God, and bless my graduation thesis to go smoothly and that I will not be delayed in graduation."

He then wrote the words "Doctor of Oxford University" in Japanese on the wooden wishing plaque, hung it at the highest point of the wishing rack, and bowed devoutly twice again.

"Your grades are so good, so you must have no problem with your studies." Li Yunjia said, "Why don't you seek marriage?"

"What's the use of marriage?" Wen Song said unhappily, "Aren't you also seeking a career? We women in the new era are all about pursuing careers."

Li Yunjia said with a "tsk" sound: "I thought you would ask for a marriage with a little milk dog."

"Well, the decision is mine."

"Scumbag." Li Yunjia couldn't help but rolled her eyes.

Many years later, Wen Song realized that what he had squandered was such a sincere and beautiful feeling. When he looked back, he felt regret and even regret for what he had said. But it was too late.

After the blessing, Li Yunjia took her to the place to draw lots. Seeing that Wen Song was a little hesitant, she couldn't help but ask, "Don't you want to draw one?"

"What if I draw a very bad one?"

"Nothing bad." Li Yunjia patted her shoulder and said, "Don't worry, they are all auspicious. Great auspiciousness, medium auspiciousness, slight auspiciousness, auspiciousness, and the least auspiciousness. Don't worry about drawing."

"Then I smoked."

After hearing what Li Yunjia said, Wen Song confidently pulled out a piece of paper from the lottery box, and unfolded the paper with his hands shaking with nervousness.

"Great luck!!! It's great luck!!!" Wen Song hugged Li Yunjia excitedly, "And it's great luck!!!"

"Wow!!!" Li Yunjia was also really happy for Wen Song, "Then I can call you Dr. Wen now, right?"

"Okay." Wen Song raised his lips, revealing a confident and satisfied smile, "From now on, call me Dr. Iseylia."

"Okay, okay, Dr. Iseylia." Li Yunjia urged again, "Let's go, I'll take you to dinner. We have to go to the beach early today to reserve a seat, otherwise it will be crowded if we go too late."

Good luck... When Wen Song thought of the fortune, his smile became even brighter. Everything from now on will go smoothly.