I almost touched the moon

"Over the years, I initially simply admired and supported you as a fan, but later... I developed some different feelings for you. You know, right?"

"I know."

"So, from now on, I won't be able to continue to support you wholeheartedly."

"sorry."

"There's no need to apologize to me. This isn't your fault. Everything will go well from now on."

The wind blew past my ears, blowing away my thoughts and the sorrow deep in my heart.

Wen Song thought back to everything that had happened in the past five years, and smiled with some self-mockery and relief. Isn't this normal? Their relationship had been unequal from the beginning.

But after years of getting along, the tenderness and preference he showed from time to time made her accidentally overlook this point.

But at least, the boy she had been with since he was eighteen years old had realized his dream.

The Spitzingsee-tegernsee ski resort is Wensong’s favorite place to go in winter.

She is not a sports enthusiast, but she likes skiing. The sound of the wind when she slides down from the peak can make her completely empty her mind and stay away from some negative emotions. She enjoys this extreme speed in silence.

The ski slopes were sparsely populated on weekdays, and she was the only one on the entire hillside. Wen Song was wearing headphones and completely immersed in her own world, constantly using her ski poles to speed up, moving quickly on the ski slope following the rhythm of the music in her ears.

Repeating this process from the top of the mountain to the foot of the mountain, the sorrow that had accumulated in my heart seemed to disappear into thin air.

More than an hour later, she had almost forgotten what happened two days ago that made her cry all the way on the flight from Seoul to Munich. She just felt a little tired and was ready to climb the mountain one more time before going home.

This time she tried an advanced ski slope that she had never tried before. Although she fell a few times, she didn't feel any pain. Instead, she enjoyed the feeling of falling freely from a high place onto the snow.

But when she slid to the bend of the hillside, she suddenly hit something. Fortunately, she reacted quickly and used her ski poles to slow down and stand up in time, so she did not fall down the hillside.

"Hey!" She complained unhappily, "What is that..."

I took off my headphones and looked back, and saw a person sitting on the hillside with a painful expression on his face.

She immediately stepped forward and asked in German: "How are you? Are you hurt?"

When the man saw her, he looked like he had seen a savior and immediately said, "Yes, my feet can't move and my phone is out of battery. Can you please call an ambulance for me?"

Wen Song nodded and said, "OK, but if you can't leave, I may only be able to call a helicopter for you, which will cost about 8,000 euros. If you don't have insurance to cover it, you will have to pay for it yourself. Is that acceptable? If so, I'll call for you now."

"No problem." The man said immediately, "Thank you."

Wen Song was embarrassed, secretly worried that this person would run away and leave her to pay for the high emergency bill. After all, in this kind of situation, she, as the contact person, was also the person responsible. So she confirmed again, "Are you really unable to leave? If you can move, I can take you down the mountain. The cost of a helicopter is really high."

The man seemed to see through her thoughts and said to her, "Please make the call for me. If you are worried that I will refuse to pay for the emergency treatment later, this is my Swiss residence card. You can keep it for yourself."

As he said this, he took out his residence card from his pocket and handed it to Wen Song.

Wen Song took a look and found that the other person was a Chinese student studying in Switzerland. He took a photo and returned his residence card to him. He then said in Chinese: "No problem. I will call a helicopter for you now."

Soon, the helicopter and rescue workers arrived, and after a brief checkup, they lifted him onto a stretcher.

Wen Song wanted to leave, but the boy grabbed her and said, "Can you come with me? I'll charge my phone and my family will pick me up."

She was a little hesitant, but when she heard the boy's pitiful voice, she finally softened her heart and got on the helicopter with him.

After getting on the helicopter, the man took off his helmet and sunglasses. Wen Song took a look and found that he was really handsome.

A face that was exquisitely carved, a high hump nose, and fair and clean skin, which became even paler due to the pain. The cold sweat on her forehead wet the broken hair in front of her forehead, which partially covered her clear and bright eyes. Her eyes were long and round, and her double eyelids and eye bags were naturally obvious, making her facial features look more delicate. When she lowered her head, her eyelashes drooped, long and thick.

But he took off his heavy ski suit and wore a black cardigan with broad shoulders and narrow waist, which made him look very youthful.

Wen Song was not a nosy person, but seeing such a handsome guy, he couldn't help but kindly remind him, "You are going to the advanced ski slope today. It is not suitable for novices to go alone. It is very dangerous."

"Ah, I, I'm not..." Cheng Che was a little embarrassed by what she said. Oh my God, I'm a professional skier! When did I become a novice! If I hadn't been hit hard by a blind brute, I wouldn't have fallen off the snow slope and injured my leg! !

Cheng Che explained helplessly in a low voice: "Someone bumped into me..."

"You don't have to explain to me." Wen Song said coldly, "But if you want to find the person who hit you, you can provide information about his appearance. The more details the better. I can help you call the police, and you can ask him to bear the corresponding medical expenses. There are not many people in the ski resort today, and everyone will register before entering, so it shouldn't be difficult to find him."

"Ah, thank you." Cheng Che was a little surprised. The sister in front of him looked cold, but in fact, she seemed to be quite warm-hearted. "No... It's okay, no need to trouble you."

He looked up at the woman sitting opposite him. She was extremely beautiful, with long platinum hair that made her skin look exceptionally fair, without a single flaw.

She had a small, pointed oval face with a high nose bridge. Her facial lines were gentle and yet a little cold. Her lips were almost pale and thin. Her peach blossom eyes should have been affectionate, but because of her deep eye sockets and indifferent expression, they looked a little cold.

He noticed that there was a teardrop mole at the corner of her eye, which added a bit of charm to her already clear and beautiful features.

Wen Song seemed to feel his gaze and gave him a look of displeasure. He immediately lowered his head, but inadvertently, even his ears turned red.

The journey was a bit boring, and the medical staff beside us asked, "Are you a couple traveling together?"

Cheng Che was a little embarrassed and was about to deny it when he heard her say in German: "No, I came here to ski and happened to see him injured, so I helped him."

She speaks German so beautifully... Cheng Che thought, her tone was calm and gentle, and her cold voice added a bit of elegance to her originally stiff German pronunciation.

The medical staff smiled and said, "This gentleman seems to have a bone fracture. Although it is not serious, if he does not receive medical treatment in the wild for a long time, he will suffer from hypothermia. Fortunately, I met you."

Wen Song smiled and said, "I'm just helping out a little, thank you for your timely help."

They soon arrived at the hospital, and Wen Song accompanied Cheng Che to complete the examination. The final conclusion was that his right calf bone was fractured, but fortunately the injury was not serious.

Cheng Che asked anxiously, "Will it affect subsequent sports? I'm a skier, will it have any impact?"

The doctor immediately explained: "It's just a mild bone fracture, not serious, and no surgery is needed. After the plaster treatment, rest and take medicine as prescribed by the doctor. It will heal in about 45 to 60 days, and there will be no sequelae."

Cheng Che heaved a sigh of relief, thanked the doctor and went to pay for the emergency treatment, then said to Wen Song, "Um, do you have a mobile phone charger?"

"No." Wen Song said coldly, "My things and my car are still at the ski resort. Do you have any contact information? I can help you contact your family. Then I have to go back to the ski resort to get my things and drive."

"Sorry." Cheng Che lowered his head in shame, and went to borrow a charger from the nurse. After finally charging his phone and making a call, he sat in the rest area and waited.

Seeing Wen Song sitting one seat away from him, playing with his phone, the atmosphere was a little awkward, so Cheng Che spoke first: "By the way, my name is Cheng Che, Cheng for degree, Che for clarity. I don't know your name yet, thank you so much for today. Maybe we can add WeChat?"

"Iseylia." Her voice was still cold. "No need to add WeChat. I'll be leaving as soon as your family arrives. It's just a small favor. No need to thank me."

"I'm so sorry for taking up so much of your time today..." Cheng Che continued, "My family will be here soon, I'll ask them to take you to the ski resort to get your things."

"No need." Wen Song immediately refused, "I can just take a taxi."

"Then I'll reimburse you for the taxi fare!" Cheng Che finally found a way to get her contact information. "My card is from Switzerland. It will take 1-3 working days to transfer it to a German account. Otherwise, I'll send it to you via WeChat."

"It's okay." Wen Song said silently, "I also have a Swiss bank card, from UBS, you should have one too."

“Ah… yes…” Cheng Che scratched his head in embarrassment. How come it was such a coincidence that she also had a Swiss bank card!

But before he could finish his complaint, Wen Song opened the UBS banking app, showed him the QR code for the payment application and said, "Scan this and transfer 150 Swiss francs to me."

Cheng Che smiled awkwardly and immediately transferred 500 Swiss francs.

Wen Song looked at the amount and frowned, "You gave too much. There's no need to give so much. I said 150 is enough."

"It's okay..." Cheng Che smiled again, "I've kept you for so long today, it's my duty. You can use the extra money to buy something delicious. Thank you very much today."

Wen Song no longer refused. If she had the money, she would be a fool not to take it. After saying thank you lightly, she accepted it.

After waiting for more than half an hour, Cheng Che saw his father's driver, Master Jin, coming in anxiously from afar. He silently complained in his heart, "Why did he come so quickly!!!"

When Master Jin saw Cheng Che in a plaster cast, he said worriedly, "Master, what happened? How did it become like this? Mr. Cheng asked me to pick you up as soon as he got your call. Are you okay? Is it serious?" As he said that, he was about to carry Cheng Che on his back.

"It's okay, it's not serious." Cheng Che felt that this scene was really embarrassing, and waved his hands and said, "I can walk by myself."

When Wen Song heard the word "young master", he thought he had traveled back to the Republic of China and couldn't help but smile. But he quickly returned to his cold expression, "Since your family is here, I'll leave."

"Ah, Uncle Jin and I will take you there together." Cheng Che immediately stood up and limped behind her with his crutches.

Wen Song refused again: "No need, I can go by myself."

Cheng Che didn't dare to say anything more, and could only say behind her: "Then you should pay attention to safety! You must pay attention to safety when you are alone!"

Master Jin looked at Cheng Che's appearance and couldn't help but smile and joked, "Master, who is this?"

"Hehe." Cheng Che smiled slightly, a little shy, "He is my savior."