I almost touched the moon

Chapter 199 Who are you?



Chapter 199 Who are you?

At ten o'clock in the evening, Wen Song was in a meeting when he suddenly received a call from Cheng Che.

She hung up the phone and replied, "middle of meeting, what's up?"

Cheng Che also quickly replied to her, "It's okay, I just finished the interview. Sorry, sister, I didn't have time to accompany you just now. I'm going to have dinner with my teammates first, and I'll be back after dinner. It will be around 12 o'clock. When will the meeting end, baby?"

【Idk, call u when over.】(I don't know, I'll call you when it's over)

After sending the message, Wen Song put her phone aside and continued to concentrate on the meeting. She suddenly liked the feeling of being busy, which could completely dispel the unreasonable negative emotions in her heart.

After reading her message, Cheng Che suddenly felt sad. In Wen Song's world, he was always the one who was not valued. Whether he won the Olympic gold medal or realized his dream, in her eyes, it was nothing more than that.

He hoped to see her during the awards ceremony, so he gave her a VIP ticket and invited her to sit in the first row, but she refused because she was worried about being recognized as his girlfriend. After the awards ceremony, he went to find her as soon as he finished the interview, but the team leader told him that Songsong had left an hour and a half ago.

She didn't even think of telling him when she left.

Thinking of this, Cheng Che threw his phone into his bag with a bit of loneliness, and said to Jiang Xu: "Let's go, I'll treat you to a big meal."

In addition to the athletes from the ski team, there were also some athletes from other teams who had a good personal relationship with Cheng Che or had a good impression of him. There were more than twenty people in total, filling the entire room.

Everyone started to cheer for Cheng Che to pour wine and drink together to cheer him up. He didn't refuse and drank the wine in one gulp no matter who handed it to him. Soon the table was filled with empty sake bottles and whiskey bottles.

Cheng Che couldn't drink much, and he drank on an empty stomach, so he was already half drunk, but Zhu Luhan still poured him a glass of whiskey and said, "Che, you must drink this. I remember someone before, I think it was a Canadian athlete, who said that it was impossible for Asians to enter the Olympic finals of slopestyle. Now what, not only did you enter the finals, you also won the gold medal, which severely slapped those people in the face! Don't you have to drink a glass?"

Cheng Che felt a little dizzy, and his cheeks were slightly red. However, after hearing her words, he still picked up the wine glass and prepared to drink it, smiling and saying, "You are right."

Seeing this, Song Zilang quickly snatched his wine glass, poured him a bowl of soup and said, "Brother, you've drunk too much. Sister Zhu, I'll drink this glass of wine for my brother. Didn't my brother say in the interview today that he hopes more and more Asian athletes will enter the finals and win medals? I hope I'll be the next one. I'll drink this glass of wine to share in my brother's good fortune."

Wang Shuning also poured Cheng Che a cup of hot tea and said, "Yes, yes, don't force Senior Brother to drink all the wine, he can't drink much. Let's eat more food, don't waste such expensive food."

Although Zhu Luhan was somewhat dissatisfied, she could not stop them from saying so, so she picked up another piece of crab meat for Cheng Che and said, "Ah Che, this crab is very delicious, you try it."

Cheng Che thanked him lightly, but did not touch the crab. Instead, he pushed it aside calmly and just took a sip of the soup in the bowl.

He couldn't help but open his phone, but found that there was no message from Wen Song whether it was WeChat, text messages, WhatsApp or phone calls.

He couldn't help but send a message to Wen Song, [Baby, have you finished the meeting? ]

She replied quickly, but the content was still concise: [haven't].

Jiang Xu came over to take a look, "tsk tsk" twice, sighed, patted Cheng Che on the shoulder and said, "Brother Cheng, forget it, I feel sorry for you."

"Don't talk nonsense." Cheng Che muttered unhappily and put the phone back in his pocket.

"Brother Cheng, I'm not kidding!" Jiang Xu drank some wine and became more outspoken. "Look at your chat history. You sent a long message saying sister and baby, and she replied with a few letters. What do you want?"

Seeing Cheng Che didn't say anything, he continued chattering, "Brother Cheng, we are both men. I have known you for so many years. Which of the girls who pursue you doesn't treat you better than she does. I have never seen anyone's girlfriend playing computer games during the Olympic finals while her boyfriend is there!"

"She's writing a paper." Cheng Che explained helplessly, "Song Song specially applied for remote work for me, and she has a lot of research projects recently, and she has meetings in the evening, so she's very busy."

"How can she be so busy that she doesn't even have two hours?" Jiang Xu advised again, "Brother Cheng, I'm not saying anything bad about you, you just spoil her too much. How can she be as busy as you?"

"Brother Che's girlfriend?" The person who spoke was a female athlete from the figure skating team. "Oh, I remember that too. When Brother Che was competing today, she was holding a computer the whole time. How strange."

"Can you guys shut up?" Wang Shuning said dissatisfiedly, "Doesn't Sister Iseylia have her own job? If she wasn't really busy, how could she be writing a paper while Brother Cheng was competing? Isn't she tired herself?"

Then he said to Cheng Che, "Brother, it's because I care about you that I come to watch your game even though I'm so busy. If nothing else, she's tired from holding the computer."

After hearing her words, Cheng Che smiled with some relief and said to the others, "I'm going to the bathroom."

After leaving the box, he went to the restaurant entrance alone and called Wen Song. She hung up and sent a message, "I've said I'm really busy now, call you later."

Seeing her tone, Cheng Che thought about everything that happened today and what Jiang Xu and the others had just said, and couldn't help but doubt in his heart, "So, you really don't care."

Thinking of this, he returned to the box somewhat dejectedly. Seeing that he was in a bad mood, Zhu Luhan came up to him and suggested, "Ache, we haven't been to a KTV in Japan yet. Now that the competition is over, how about we go to KTV together later?"

"Go ahead, Brother Cheng." Jiang Xu also shook Cheng Che's arm and said, "I want to hear you sing, friends. Master Cheng sings really well, and is no worse than a professional singer!"

"Okay." Cheng Che smiled faintly, and suddenly felt a little angry, "I'll go after dinner."

At 1 a.m., Wen Song finally finished the meeting, feeling dizzy, but fortunately she had completed the preliminary theoretical calculations. Moreover, the ESA engineers and mentors were very satisfied with her orbital calculation analysis report, and invited her to participate in the follow-up work, and told her that her name would also be on the list of developers for the Venus probe.

She stretched herself and immediately called Cheng Che, wanting to share her joy with him. However, after three calls, no one answered.

Cheng Che almost never ignored her calls without reason. She thought it was a bit unusual, but she didn't suspect anything. She just thought he was having a good time with his teammates at a dinner party, so she sent a WeChat message,

[Ah Che, I've finished the meeting. ESA and my supervisor invited me to participate in the follow-up work as a R&D staff member. I'm so happy. When will you come back? ]

She felt an unbearable headache, but was afraid of missing Cheng Che's call, so she read the observation report sent back by the Chilean Observatory while waiting for his call.

However, Cheng Che never called her back.

It was almost four in the morning, and Wen Song called him a few more times, but still no one responded. She gradually became dissatisfied and complained to herself: "What's going on? Didn't you say you would come back early? What time is it now?"

Suddenly, she found a problem in the observation report. She frowned and thought to herself that it was not good. She quickly analyzed and calculated on the computer. When she got the result an hour later, she finally felt relieved.

It was past five in the morning, and Cheng Che still hadn't replied to her letter. Wen Song hadn't slept for nearly 30 hours, and her chest was stuffy and her head was pounding. She was also very upset because of the research problem. She suppressed her anger and called Cheng Che again.

This time, after a long beep, the call was connected. A female voice came from the other end of the line. The voice was sweet and crisp. "Hello, who are you? Che is asleep. If you have anything to say, I will pass it on for you."

The moment Wen Song heard this, she felt some indescribable emotions in her heart, including speechlessness, ridicule, anger and self-mockery. She didn't think Cheng Che would cheat, but he really ignored her.

Moreover, she knew that Cheng Che had marked her phone number with "Meine Liebe" (My love). Even if the person answering the phone did not know German, it was impossible for him not to know the meaning of the love heart behind the note.

She sneered and said indifferently: "I am his girlfriend. When he wakes up tomorrow morning, please ask him if he is still going to Izu. If not, I will go back to England. Thank you."

The other party may not have expected her to be so calm, but instead became a little panicked and said in a panic: "Well, I didn't. Goodbye."

Wen Song hung up the phone, sneered, and suddenly felt very ridiculous. For his Olympic Games, not only did he work overtime and stay up late to complete all the experimental projects a month in advance, but even in the past few days in Sapporo, he had to work on his own research at night, and had to accompany him in training, watch his games, and eat with him during the day, sleeping less than 6 hours a day.

Not to mention that she hadn't slept since the night before and was exhausted, numb and dazed, while he was only busy celebrating with his teammates and even let someone take his phone away to disgust her.

Thinking of this, Wen Song canceled the Izu Hot Spring Hotel reservation that he had already made and called Eirlys again.

"Eirlys, I'm glad you're still awake. Something has happened. A medium-sized asteroid has appeared in the orbit of 221P. Because it is a P-type, it has not been discovered in previous observations. I calculated that 221P is expected to collide with this asteroid within 24 days. I don't have any experimental basis, so I can't be sure."

"Oh Ilia!" Eirlys was also a little surprised and said, "Dear, I was just about to call you. I noticed it, but you have already calculated the collision time? Ilia, your efficiency really puts me under pressure. I plan to go to the laboratory to simulate the orbital experiment next Monday, and the result should not be much different from your calculation."

Her tone was not nervous, instead she said to Wen Song: "I saw the news, congratulations to Roche for winning the Olympic gold medal, dear, why don't you stay in Japan for a few more days?"

Wen Song immediately said, "No, I'll buy a plane ticket now and arrive in London at 7:55 tonight. We'll meet in the lab at 11 o'clock tomorrow morning."

"Don't be so anxious." Eirlys could hear the fatigue in her tone, "Ilia, you must be very tired, take a good rest, I believe in your calculations, even if there are errors, we still have at least two weeks, right? Get a good night's sleep and give yourself a few days' rest, and we'll meet in the lab next Monday, okay? You sound so tired, listen to me, dear, you need to rest now."

"Okay." Wen Song also knew that even if there was an error, it wouldn't be too big. In addition, she was really exhausted and had no strength left, so she nodded and said, "See you on Monday."


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