I almost touched the moon

The way Wen Song played games was completely different from his usual self. Not only did he talk a lot more, but sometimes he even inadvertently said a swear word or two. He seemed unfamiliar with the way he played and he didn't like it very much.

"Oh my god!" Wen Song exclaimed, "Husband, how did you die! Husband, how did you get shot in the head? My husband!"

"What did you say?!" Her calling of "husband" made Cheng Che unable to sit quietly and watch her play games. He wanted to immediately connect to the Internet to see who the man she called husband was.

However, Wen Song did not hear his words and continued to speak to the other end of the headset: "Husband, I will avenge you. Don't worry, with me, we can win."

Cheng Che could no longer remain calm. He walked straight to her, took off her headphones, and asked angrily and surprised, "Who are you calling husband?!" No matter who she was calling, it couldn't be him.

The game entered the final round, and she was the only one left in the team. Wen Song was concentrating on listening to the footsteps to determine the enemy's position. Cheng Che interrupted her and she could no longer hear the game sound. She was shot and fell to the ground the next second. She complained angrily: "Damn it! Cheng Che, what are you doing?!"

Then she said to the other side of the screen: "It's over, husband, I'm dead too."

There was a hint of coquettishness and intimacy in her tone, which was completely different from the attitude she had used when she was talking to Cheng Che just now.

"Who did you call husband just now?" Cheng Che asked again, "Who were you playing games with?"

Wen Song was already unhappy because he lost the game, and he became even more impatient when he heard his angry question. He turned off his headphones, turned on the speaker and said to him, "Listen for yourself."

Li Yunjia had only a vague idea of ​​their dispute. She just heard someone talking, so she said, "What's wrong, honey? What happened?"

Hearing the female voice coming from the speakers, Cheng Che didn't know whether to laugh or cry for a moment, but then he thought something was wrong and asked Wen Song again: "Why does she call you wife? Who is she?"

Wen Song held his forehead with his hand and sighed helplessly, and tried to explain calmly and patiently: "It's Yunjia, you also met her in Japan. She and I are a couple in this game. Her character is a man and I am a woman, so I call her husband and she calls me wife."

"Is it really just in the game?" Cheng Che asked again, "But you can't just yell at your husband."

"So what do you think?" Wen Song was speechless and amused after hearing this. "Cheng Che, are you doubting my sexual orientation now? Okay, okay, I'm fine."

Because the radio was on, Li Yunjia also heard the conversation between Cheng Che and Wen Song. She couldn't help laughing and said "sorry", "I'll leave first. Songsong, you guys go first and talk slowly. Don't quarrel, don't quarrel, we're just shouting for fun."

After hearing what they said, Cheng Che immediately said: "Of course I don't doubt your sexual orientation, but Song Song, you have never called me like that..."

Cheng Che spoke the second half of the sentence very softly. He never dared to hope that Wen Song would call him "husband" or "darling" in such an intimate way. However, she could call out such names to another person so easily.

"You and I are not a couple in the game." Wen Song said unhappily, "Stop it."

"But in real life, we are..." Cheng Che walked up to her and hugged her, asking pitifully, "Can you call me 'husband' too?"

"No!" Wen Song refused immediately, shuddering, "This is so disgusting. I can't accept calling someone of the opposite sex my husband."

"Then why do you call your friend like this?" Cheng Che asked again, "Song Song, what do you think of me?"

"Cheng Che, listen to how funny your words are." Wen Song said, suppressing his inner anger, "I said 'opposite sex'. I think it's greasy and disgusting to call it that. I can't accept it. I don't understand why you ask me this kind of question again. What do you mean by what do I treat you like? Don't you know what I treat you like?"

"What if I say I don't understand?" Cheng Che looked at her indifferent expression, his eyes slightly red. He always felt that Wen Song lived in a world completely different from him. He thought he was very close to her, but in fact, she had never really opened her heart to accept him.

"Then I have nothing to say." Wen Song also said angrily, "If you think I would tell anyone that I love him, hug and kiss him, have sex with him, drive five or six hours in the snow to see him, let him stay at my house and make desserts for him, then you don't understand."

She felt that she would sometimes really lose her mind in front of Cheng Che and would be easily angered by him, hurting him and herself.

"That's not what I meant!" Cheng Che immediately hugged her tightly and kissed her eyes that were slightly red from anger. "I know, I know you love me. Songsong, I just don't feel safe. When I heard you call someone else your husband, I was really scared and I got jealous..."

"I know you're insecure."

Wen Song sighed and said, "But Cheng Che, I have really tried my best to satisfy you and accommodate you. I don't have any friends of the opposite sex around me. You asked me about Skyline and me again and again, and I patiently explained to you every time so that you wouldn't think too much. I also made it very clear that I would return the package today. I don't know why he suddenly sent me a gift, but I don't want to ask him because I'm afraid you will think too much and be unhappy. But I really don't understand why my relationship with my same-sex friends also makes you feel insecure."

"I'm sorry..." Cheng Che buried his head in her neck and whispered, "Songsong, I would be jealous too. I would feel that I am not the most important person in your heart."

"Ah Che, you are very important to me. But I don't understand why you have to rank first, second, and third in my heart, just like I won't ask you who is more important in your heart, me or Jiang Xu. One is a lover, and the other is a friend, which is different in itself."

Wen Song's tone was exhausted, but he still reached out and hugged Cheng Che, trying to explain to him patiently.

"So I am not as important as your friends in your heart?" Cheng Che asked back, "Sister, in my heart, you are more important than anyone else, even myself."

"Don't be like this." His words only made Wen Song feel a huge pressure and a little breathless. "A Che, don't take me so seriously. I can't tell you that in my heart you are more important than my friends. I have known Xuan Yan since I was born. When I was a child, I spent half of my time at my grandmother's house and half at hers. When I was in kindergarten, I was laughed at in class for not having parents, and it was Xuan Yan who helped me beat them all up. She protected me more than my mother."

"Yunjia and I have known each other for many years. I have known her since my freshman year. We have been chasing stars together and have gone through the most difficult times together. I don't understand why you insist on asking me to say that you are more important to me than them. If I really did this, wouldn't you think I am a very heartless person?"

Wen Song never believed in love at first sight. Hormones are the most illusory things. She always felt that only long-term companionship can be reliable and true love. She never went into the details of why Cheng Che liked her, but she also didn't think that they could be together forever just by admiring each other. There was never only love in life.

She was destined to be cold in love, but Cheng Che was too passionate.

"Sister..." Cheng Che stopped questioning her and changed his words, "I hope that in your heart, at least, I am not dispensable."

"You are not dispensable." Wen Song sighed again, "Ah Che, I don't know why you always ask me questions like this. I don't know what I haven't done enough to make you always feel that I don't care about you and I don't love you. I'm very tired."

"Sister, I'm sorry..." Cheng Che realized that he might be a little unreasonable, so he softened his tone and said, "How about we go out for a walk? It's not good to stay at home all the time."

"You go by yourself." She sat down and lit a cigarette, saying a little tiredly, "I don't want to move."

"Then I'll go work out first." Cheng Che knew that if they continued to stay together, they might end up arguing again. Perhaps it would be better if they separated for a while to let each other calm down.

"Go ahead." Wen Song looked up, closed his eyes and exhaled a circle of smoke. "There is a gym on the second floor. You can use it for free with your access card."

"Okay." Before leaving, Cheng Che poured her a glass of orange juice and carefully reminded her, "Don't play games for too long. It's not good for your spine and eyes."

Wen Song did not respond to him, but lit another cigarette. It was the first time she felt so tired and helpless.

Even for the most complex Einstein-Maxwell field equations, she could find the steps to solve them and slowly calculate them to get an exact solution. However, for Cheng Che, she really didn't know what she should do to dispel his inner insecurity.

After smoking two cigarettes, she opened the game and sent a message to Li Yunjia, [Still playing? ]

[I'm fine, how about you? ]

[Let’s play a few more games] Wen Song replied and turned on the voice chat again.

Li Yunjia asked worriedly, "Did you have a fight?"

"I don't know." Wen Song sighed slightly and said helplessly, "I don't know what he is thinking. This is the first time I have met such a sensitive person."

"You're young, so you might be a little sensitive." Li Yunjia was a little helpless, but she couldn't say much, so she just said to Wen Song, "Hurry up and get in the car, there are people behind you."

"I really don't know what else I can do." Wen Song lost interest in playing games when he thought of Cheng Che's attitude. "I can't lose my life because of him."

"Who knows?" Li Yunjia said silently, "So I don't fall in love. It's too troublesome."

"Now I also feel that dating is really troublesome." Wen Song said, lighting another cigarette, "I would not have chosen it if I had known earlier."

"Oh, are you willing to do that?"

"I can't bear to let him go." Wen Song sighed again, "Let it be. He only does this because he cares about me too much."

When the game ended, it was already past eleven o'clock in the evening. Wen Song urged Li Yunjia to go to sleep, and he went downstairs to the bedroom to prepare for a shower.

When she walked into the bedroom, she found that Cheng Che had fallen asleep, but the bedside lamp on the side where she slept was still on.

She took a look at him sleeping soundly and tucked him in gently. But she was afraid of waking him up, so she took her pajamas and went to the bathroom in the living room to take a shower.

After taking a shower and returning to bed, she tiptoed onto the bed, wrapped herself in the quilt and lay down with her back to Cheng Che. Although she was clearly not sleepy yet, she still turned off the lights, turned her phone to the lowest brightness and started reading a novel.

Suddenly, she felt someone hugging her from behind, wrapping her completely in his arms, resting his chin on her head, and whispering, "I was wrong..."

Wen Song sighed softly and whispered, "I'm not angry with you, go to sleep."

"Then why don't you turn around and look at me? Don't ignore me, okay?" Cheng Che's voice was a little low, with a bit of pitiful tone.

Wen Song turned around, snuggled into his arms, put his right hand around his waist, and said softly, "I'm not ignoring you, go to bed, good night."

"Good night, baby." Cheng Che lowered his head, kissed her eyes gently, and hugged her to fall asleep.

When love is at its deepest, all disagreements can be ignored. Even if there is a quarrel, a hug can solve everything.