I almost touched the moon

Although he was mentally prepared, Wen Song's rationality collapsed instantly when he was pulled out of bed at nine in the morning.

"Songsong!" It was grandma's voice. "Oh, why are you still sleeping? It's already nine o'clock. Why are you still sleeping? Hurry up and have breakfast. It's not good for young people to sleep for so long."

"Is this Songsong's room? It's so big. Oh, this bed is so big that one person needs to sleep in it. There's also a balcony. Mengmeng, look, you can see the lake outside my aunt's room. You wouldn't know if you didn't come to the top floor. It turns out that Yiheng's house is quite high. This must be the top of the mountain. The mountains in Switzerland are not as high as the mountains in our country. They are just small hills."

I don’t know whose voice it was, but as soon as the voice came, a little child ran in and even ran onto Wen Song’s bed.

"Great aunt! This doll of my aunt is so cute! I like it!"

"Take it if you like it." Grandma said generously, "Your aunt has plenty of dolls like this."

"Get out!" Wen Song opened her eyes and snatched the butter puppy doll from the little girl's hand, then she shouted angrily at the room full of people whose names she couldn't even remember.

The people in the house were startled when they heard her voice. A woman in her sixties said to Wen Song's grandmother, "Aunt, what's wrong with Song Song? Why is she so irritated? It's our fault. We woke her up."

"Oh, that's not a good thing to say." Grandma quickly explained, "She just didn't sleep well. Songsong, this is your mother's eldest cousin, the daughter of grandpa's eldest brother, you should call her aunt. This is her granddaughter, Mengmeng, who is six years old, you should call her aunt. You saw her yesterday, don't you recognize her after sleeping?"

Wen Song thought to himself, "What the hell do I know? Are you Einstein? I have to know you." But he really didn't want to embarrass his grandmother, so he could only laugh dryly and asked, "Grandma, where is my mother?"

"Your mother just got up and is having breakfast in the restaurant on the first floor. You should get up quickly and have breakfast with us. It's not good for young people to skip breakfast. It's not good for your health. Do you understand?"

Wen Song was so sleepy that he just wanted to sleep. Just as he lay down, his grandmother pulled him up again, "Hurry up and wash your face, brush your teeth, and then have breakfast."

She had no choice but to follow her grandmother's instructions and go downstairs to have breakfast.

There were at least eight or nine people at the dinner table. In addition to her grandparents, there was a group of relatives whom she might have met or might not have met, but in any case, she had no impression of them.

Wen Song got up early and had no appetite. Zhou Ma brought her a glass of iced American coffee as usual, but her grandmother snatched it away and said dissatisfiedly, "Girls, how can you drink iced coffee so early in the morning? Zhou Ma, you too, don't prepare cold drinks for her."

"Yes, old lady, I understand." Mother Zhou smiled awkwardly and looked at Wen Song helplessly.

Grandma took another bowl of bird's nest and placed it in front of her, admonishing her: "When you get up early, you must eat a bowl of bird's nest with milk and wolfberry on an empty stomach, so that your skin will be good, do you understand? Girls must eat bird's nest every day and pay attention to maintenance. Your mother is a person who doesn't care about anything."

Wen Song had no appetite to begin with, and looking at the bowl of bird's nest made him feel even more nauseous. However, his grandmother kept chattering, "Eat quickly, or it will get cold and bad for your stomach. I shouldn't have let you and your mother come to Switzerland in the first place. She can't even take care of herself, so how can she take care of you?"

After hearing this long string of words, Wen Song just asked his grandmother to stop nagging and forced himself to take a bite.

Wen Yiheng was sitting at a corner of the dining table, eating breakfast in silence. He looked at Wen Song with sympathy and helplessness, and said in German: "I told you a long time ago to be mentally prepared."

“I didn’t know there would be so many people,” she responded, also in German.

"What now?" she asked.

Wen Yiheng smiled and said, "I don't care. I have to go to work during the day. As for you, go back to Munich. Your grandmother said she's going to Spiz today, so you'd better leave early."

"What are you two talking about?" Grandma Wensong looked at them unhappily and said unhappily, "Chinese people should speak Chinese."

"Nothing." Wen Yiheng explained, "Ilia said she had something to do and had to go back to Munich."

"Munich?" Wensong's grandmother said immediately, "Okay, I've been to Songsong's university before, it's very beautiful. It just so happens that your aunt, great-aunt, uncle and great-uncle, and Mengmeng are all here this time, so they all went to see your school. It's super beautiful, like a castle."

"Grandma!!!" Wen Song suppressed his anger and tried to look calm, "I have to go back for internship. I will be very busy every day and don't have time."

"You old woman, don't meddle in other people's business." Grandpa Wen Song saw that the situation was getting out of control and quickly advised, "Song Song's studies are important, you guys should not make trouble."

After dinner, Wen Yiheng used going to work as an excuse to flee from home. Before leaving, he did not forget to tell Wen Song, "Aren't you going back to Munich? Go upstairs, change your clothes and leave quickly. Don't delay your work."

Wen Song immediately said that he was in a hurry to return to Munich and left the restaurant. Grandma wanted to say something, but fortunately Zhou Ma stopped her: "Don't worry, old lady. The eldest daughter always drives there by herself, so we don't have to worry about it. You eat first. Lawyer Wen has asked us to let the driver take you to Spiz's holiday villa after dinner. The scenery there is better."

Wen Song looked at Zhou Ma with gratitude, hurried up to the top floor, changed his clothes quickly, without even putting on makeup, picked up the car keys and went out.

The moment she drove away from the courtyard, she felt like she was alive again. She actually had a sense of the pleasure of escaping...

But where to go? She didn't want to go back to Munich, but wanted to stay in Switzerland and enjoy the remaining vacation. Just as she was thinking about whether to stay in the hotel for two days, she saw Cheng Che's WeChat.

Yesterday, she felt irritated as she saw a group of relatives as soon as she entered the house. She took sleeping pills and went to bed early, and even forgot to reply to Cheng Che's WeChat message.

He said, "Good night, I miss you very much."

The corners of her mouth curled up slightly, and twenty minutes later, she arrived at the door of Cheng Che's house.

As the doorbell rang, she didn't wait for the sound of the door opening as she expected. Just as she was about to call Cheng Che, the elevator door opened.

Cheng Che came out, wearing a white sports top and black shorts, with sweat on his forehead, obviously he had just come back from running.

"Song Song?" Cheng Che was a little surprised to see her. "Why are you here so early?"

"Come to bed." She yawned, "I'm so sleepy."

"Oh, okay..." Cheng Che felt it was a bit strange, but he didn't ask any more questions. Instead, he immediately opened the door for her, followed her into the house, and took out a pair of slippers for her from the shoe cabinet.

The beige open-toed furry slippers, obviously a girl's style, fit her perfectly when she put them on.

"Is it suitable?" Cheng Che asked. "When I bought it, the cashier told me that it would be best to buy a size up, so I bought a size 38. Will it be too big?"

"No, that's just right." Wen Song smiled. It was furry and comfortable, and it dispelled some of her inner restlessness.

"What's wrong? Why did you get up so early today?" Cheng Che asked, "Have you had breakfast?"

"I ate." She yawned again. "I'm going to take a nap. Can you stay with me for a day? I'm going back to Munich tomorrow."

"What nonsense." Cheng Che laughed, "It doesn't matter how long it takes, as long as my sister doesn't mind that it's too small."

Wen Song was about to hug him, but he dodged and said a little embarrassedly: "I'm all sweaty, I'm going to take a shower first, sister, take a nap first, I'll come and hug you after I take a shower."

"Okay." Wen Song was really sleepy and just wanted to sleep.

Cheng Che's bedroom is simply furnished like the living room. There is a black double bed on the log floor, a black and white striped carpet under the bed, and the bed sheets are a combination of light grey and dark grey, which is simple yet classy.

What surprised Wen Song was that he just went out for a run, but the sheets and quilts were neatly made. She couldn't help but think of the quilt that would be scattered every time she got up. She couldn't help but admire Cheng Che for being so self-disciplined.

In addition, there is a storage cabinet hidden in the wall, a bathroom, a cloakroom, and a leisure area for reading by the French window, with a light gray single sofa. The bookcase opposite the sofa is filled with butter puppies given by Wen Song, which seem a bit out of place with the overall style, but are particularly cute.

"Go to sleep." Cheng Che smiled and found one of his T-shirts and gave it to her. "Wear this. I don't seem to have any extra pajamas."

"Okay." Wen Song looked at his more obvious muscle contours due to sweating, couldn't help swallowing his saliva, and said, "Go take a shower."

Cheng Che noticed her actions and chuckled, "Okay, I'll go right away, sister, go to bed."

Wen Song changed into his clothes and lay down on the bed. The sheets seemed to have just been washed, with a faint smell of dryer and aromatherapy, mixed with the scent of Cheng Che, which smelled very good.

The sound of running water in the bathroom was the best sound to help you fall asleep. Listening to the sound of running water and smelling the familiar smell on the sheets, she fell asleep quickly.