I almost touched the moon

The next day Cheng Che had to rush back to Zurich for training, so he got up early at seven in the morning when it was still pitch dark outside the window.

Wen Song heard him getting up and woke up, grabbing his wrist with sleepy eyes.

"What's wrong, baby?" Cheng Che saw her actions, hugged her in his arms, and rubbed her head, "Did I wake you up?"

"No." Wen Song looked at him reluctantly, "You're going back so early?"

"Well..." Cheng Che was reluctant to let her go, so he hugged Wen Song tightly and kissed her brow, "You have to train at ten o'clock, you should get some more sleep."

"Okay..." Wen Song held his hand with some heartache, "Don't be so stupid in the future, my birthday is not a very important thing."

"To me, my sister's birthday is the most important." Cheng Che smiled and rubbed her head again, "Go to sleep quickly, or you will be late for work again."

"I'm never late." Wen Song snorted in dissatisfaction.

"I know." Cheng Che also smiled, kissed her lips lightly and said reluctantly, "Then I'll go first. I'll send you a WeChat message when I get there."

"Ache, you haven't told me the date of the competition." Wen Song reminded.

"Oh yeah, I forgot." Cheng Che finally realized, "The qualifying round is on November 11th, and the final is on the 15th."

"The 15th is Thursday..." Wen Song frowned slightly, "I have a meeting with my advisor and the research group of the Chilean Observatory that day, so I can't come... But I will definitely come on the 17th, and you will definitely make it to the finals."

"It's okay." Cheng Che signaled her not to take it too seriously. "It's not an important competition, and it's not convenient for my sister to go to Livigno. It's okay if she doesn't come."

"I will definitely go. I'll come after get off work on Friday." Wen Song kissed his lips gently and advised, "Drive carefully."

On the evening of November 11, Wen Song was busy writing an observation report until about 16 p.m. He looked out the window and found that heavy snow had begun to fall from the sky. The snowflakes fell one after another, and soon the sky and the earth were covered in white.

She took out her phone and saw the WeChat message Cheng Che sent her, [Sister, are you off work? It snowed heavily in Livigno and the competition has been postponed to the 18th. Sister, please don't come. It's not safe to drive.]

[I just got off work. I'm coming over now. Don't worry. It's okay. ]

After sending the WeChat message, she walked to the parking lot, got in the car, entered the address Cheng Che gave her into the navigation, and prepared to drive away.

However, she was also worried as she watched the heavy snow falling from the sky. Not to mention that the road was all mountainous, the temperature had dropped to minus five degrees Celsius, even in Munich, let alone in the mountains. Moreover, she was even more afraid that the snow would be too heavy and cause the road to be blocked.

Maybe love really can make people lose their minds. Even though Wen Song knew that her car was not suitable for driving on snowy roads, she still started the car and drove onto the highway according to the navigation.

Not long after she drove out, she received a call from Cheng Che, who sounded a little anxious, "Sister, have you arrived yet? I saw the weather forecast says it's snowing in Munich, so you'd better not come."

"No way." Wen Song said, "I'm already on the highway, don't worry, I'm a very good driver."

"Sister." Cheng Che's voice became more anxious. "Really, goodbye. It took you four hours to get here. Besides, it's snowing heavily in Livigno. I'm worried about your safety."

"Cheng Che, you talk too much nonsense." Wen Song said impatiently, "I told you it's okay, why are you worrying about it? Besides, weren't you second in the qualifying round? I don't accept it. It's obvious that you did much better than the first place."

"It's okay." Cheng Che smiled. "Being first in the qualifying round is useless, and the first place has to be the last one to perform. It will be very stressful."

"So I must come to the finals." Wen Song said firmly, "I want to see which blind referee dares to give random scores again."

Cheng Che rarely saw her so indignant, so he smiled. Although he was a little worried, he knew that Wen Song would not change his mind once he made up his mind, so he could only tell her, "Then drive slowly. If you feel sleepy, call me. Otherwise, I will wait for you at the service area in Valsot. The road from Valsot to Livigno is all in the mountains, and there is snow on the road. It is difficult for your car to drive."

"It's okay." Wen Song refused, "Let me take a look first. If it snows heavily, I'll talk to you. See you in Valsot. Go and have a rest."

"Okay, then drive slowly." Cheng Che was worried and gave a few more instructions, "I'll go discuss the finals with the coach first."

After hanging up the phone, Wen Song turned on the car stereo and took another big sip of iced American coffee, using coffee and music to dispel his drowsiness from driving at night.

The snow was getting heavier and the visibility was getting lower and lower. All she could see was a sea of ​​white. There were few cars on the highway, only a few large trucks moving slowly. She didn't dare to drive too fast, and kept her speed at about 100 yards, looking more attentively at the road ahead.

After entering the Alps, the snow was even heavier. The white snow was flying in the dark night, and the visibility was less than 200 meters. Not to mention that the roads were already covered with snow due to the heavy snow and low temperature. Because there were no cars coming at night, there were no axles, and some roads were even frozen. In front of us was an unclear road ahead, with mountains on the left and a bottomless abyss on the right.

Even though Wen Song had five years of driving experience, it was her first time driving on such a dangerous road at night. She did not dare to be careless and slowed down, only daring to drive slowly through the icy road at a speed of about 30 kilometers per hour.

It took her an hour to drive out of the snowy valley. Her hands holding the steering wheel were already sweating, and even her left foot was a little stiff from stepping on the brake.

However, she was afraid that the snow would get heavier, so she did not dare to delay and continued to drive forward. More than two hours later, she arrived in Starkenbach, Austria, but saw a sign indicating a road closure ahead.

The moment she saw the sign, she couldn't help but curse. The snow was falling even harder, and the sign only said that due to heavy snow and road construction, the entire section from Starkenbach to Scuol in Switzerland was blocked.

She rolled her eyes helplessly and angrily, cursing in her heart, "What a stupid navigation system, why didn't you remind me earlier?" But there was no other way, so she could only navigate again and look for a new route.

After searching for a while, she found that the only way to get to Livigno was to go west to Vaduz in Liechtenstein, then enter Switzerland from Vaduz, and then enter Italy from Switzerland to reach Livigno. However, this would add at least two to three hours to the entire journey. It was almost eleven o'clock now, and she was undoubtedly a little tired and sleepy. The route to Vaduz was also a winding mountain road, and the wind and snow would not be less than it was now.

She complained in annoyance, "What am I doing? A self-driving tour of four Central European countries? If I had known, I shouldn't have taken this route just to save half an hour."

Although she complained and was not sure about the road ahead, she did not turn around and left. Instead, she re-route to Vaduz. Fortunately, although it snowed a lot, there were no other vehicles and the road was not snowy or icy. She forced herself to drive on the mountain road, and the music in the car was playing Love Story.

She suddenly felt that she was a bit like Juliet who secretly went to the garden to meet Romeo in the song. However, Juliet went against her father's obstruction, while she went against her own inner reason.

She knew very well that on such a snowy day, she should stay at home instead of walking in the snow on the mountain road. If she was not careful, she might fall off the cliff and the car would be destroyed and she would die.

However, she thought of Cheng Che's agile figure on the ski field when she watched the live broadcast of the qualifying competition, his flawless freestyle skiing moves, and after completing three sets of perfect 1620 jumps, he landed steadily on the snow and slid to the finish line. He took off his ski goggles and mask, revealing a confident smile.

Even though the final result was not satisfactory, he did not complain, but still smiled politely and bowed to the referees, spectators and coaches.

This was his best chance to win the gold medal, so how could she not be by his side to witness it with him?