I almost touched the moon

Chapter 123 Meal Card

After leaving the figure skating center, Qiu Xuanyan looked at Wen Song with a flattering look and said, "Song Song baby, do me a favor."

"What help?" Wen Song asked, "Don't think about Lu Mingqian anymore. You are not from the same world."

"That's right." Zhang Yue said, "He is too frugal. The national team provides meals, but he still eats so frugally. What is the point of saving this money?"

Qiu Xuanyan knew that they were dissatisfied with Lu Mingqian, and she did not force them to change their views. She only said to Wen Song, "Baby, can you help me borrow Cheng Che's meal card? I will borrow it for a few days, and then I will pay him back with interest, and return it to you two."

"What?" Wen Song was so scared when he heard her words that he slammed on the brakes. "What the hell are you doing, Mr. Qiu? Are you going to use Cheng Che's meal card to treat Lu Mingqian to a meal?!"

"You're out of your mind." Zhang Yue also complained, "How can he starve to death in the national team? He can eat whatever he wants. Why do you care about him?"

"Songsong, please help me." Qiu Xuanyan continued to beg, "I'm not asking him to have a meal. I just want to go to their figure skating center to see him every day in the future, but I'm embarrassed to ask him to treat me to a meal. Can you lend me Cheng Che's meal card and a pair of Josephine flower earrings? How about that?"

"You are hopeless." Wen Song shook his head. "Why don't you just buy their cafeteria? You are really hopeless. Why do you have to like him? What's so good about him?"

"Ask ahead." Zhang Yue patted Wen Song on the shoulder and said to smooth things over, "It's just like how you liked that person before. We couldn't stop you no matter what. You won't turn back until you hit the wall. Love-brain is contagious. If you're fine, she'll get it too. It's terrible."

Wen Song had no choice but to call Cheng Che. Cheng Che answered the phone quickly, but his voice sounded a little tired. "My baby, I just wanted to call you. Have you eaten?"

"I've eaten." Wen Song's irritability eased a lot when he heard Cheng Che's voice, "I'm with Xuanyan and Zhang Yue."

"Okay." Cheng Che smiled, "I can't accompany you, but I'll feel relieved if they accompany you. Let them stay at home. You can drink together in the evening, but don't drink too much."

"I can't stand it anymore." Zhang Yue got goosebumps all over his body while listening to their conversation. He whispered to Qiu Xuanyan, "I'm so jealous. Look at him. He's a real man."

Wen Song got back to the point and asked Cheng Che directly: "Ah Che, can you lend me your meal card?"

"Meal card? The one for the national team? Sure." Cheng Che said, "I often lent it to Shu Ning and Jiang Xu before. What's wrong, baby? Do you want to use it?"

"Qiu Xuanyan wants it." Wen Song glanced at her in the rearview mirror while driving. "She wants to borrow it from you for a few days. She's going to have dinner with Lu Mingqian!"

"Okay." Cheng Che laughed dryly. "Of course, I'll have Shansong take you home. Baby, are you home now? If Xuanyan and the others come, you can go out for a walk. It'll be boring to stay at home all the time."

"No need." Wen Song looked at the address and found it was not far from Cheng Che's training base, so he said to him, "I just came out of the figure skating center with them. It's not far from your training base. I'll come and get it from you."

"Okay." Cheng Che said happily, thinking that he could finally see her, "Then drive slowly. I'll wait for you at the door."

Twenty minutes later, Wen Song arrived at the entrance of Cheng Che's training base, which was a huge indoor ski resort with a supporting resort and indoor training ground. The facilities were quite complete, but there were several uniformed security guards standing at the door, indicating that the management was strict.

Cheng Che was waiting for her at the door, and when he saw her car, he immediately smiled and waved at her. After Wen Song parked the car on the side of the road opposite the gate, he immediately got out and ran towards him, almost throwing himself into his arms.

Cheng Che was dressed very casually today, in a long black down jacket, a black sweatshirt and grey sweatpants. His hair was unkempt, just hanging softly on his head after washing. His forehead was randomly divided into a few parts, making him look more casual and cute than his usual exquisite and noble look.

He didn't wear any perfume, but he still had a faint fragrance on his body, his unique scent.

Wen Song was obsessed with the scent of sunshine and grass, and buried himself in his chest.

"You're wearing so little again." Cheng Che saw that she was only wearing a cashmere coat and not even a down jacket. She had just walked a few steps after getting out of the car when her hands were already frozen. He quickly took off his down jacket and put it on her, then hugged her tightly in his arms.

"It's not cold anymore." Wen Song whispered, and put the down jacket back on him, "Put it on quickly, don't catch a cold."

"Do you miss me?" Cheng Che's down jacket was large, and when he held Wen Song in his arms, he could wrap her up perfectly.

As he said this, he lowered his head and gently kissed her eyebrows and lips. If there were no one standing guard nearby, he really wanted to hold Wen Song in his arms and kiss her hard to express his longing for her these days.

Wen Song also kissed him and said to him: "Of course I miss you, but there is nothing I can do. Your World Championships are the most important."

"I'll be back as soon as I'm done." Cheng Che rubbed her head, "Be good and wait for me at home."

After that, he took out the meal card and put it in her hand, "Just swipe it, let President Qiu use it slowly."

Wen Song smiled and said, "Then I'll thank you on her behalf."

"What did you eat at the figure skating center?" Cheng Che asked, touching her head.

"Yangchun noodles..." Wen Song said helplessly.

Cheng Che smiled and said nothing. He just asked her, "Are you full? I remember you don't like pasta. Do you want to go to our cafeteria to eat now? I'll treat you."

"No need." Wen Song said to him, "I want to go eat barbecue."

"Go, little greedy cat." Cheng Che scratched her nose and said, "Go back quickly. It's too cold at night. Don't catch a cold."

"You go back first." Wen Song looked at him. For the first time, he felt deeply reluctant to part with him after such a short separation.

"I want to watch you leave." Cheng Che kissed her again, "If you don't leave, how can I bear to leave first?"

After saying that, he took her hand, walked her across the narrow road, walked to the car, and opened the door for her.

Wen Song had no choice but to sit in and said to Cheng Che reluctantly: "Then I'm going home first..."

"Okay." Cheng Che smiled, and then gently lowered his head to kiss her cheek, "Tell me when you get home that you will think of me every day."

Then he said hello to Zhang Yue and Qiu Xuanyan, "I'm leaving first. Have fun. I'll leave my Songsong to you."

After saying that, he closed the car door for Wen Song and waved goodbye.

Wen Song rolled down the car window, looked at him and said, "Ah Che, I'm going home. You should go back and have some rest."

"Got it, sister." Cheng Che waved at her again, "Go back quickly, drive slowly."

Wen Song nodded, suppressed the reluctance in her heart, rolled up the car window and left. Even when she reached the end of the road and turned, Wen Song still saw the slender figure, still standing there watching her go.

She felt a little sad for no reason. She was not the kind of person who would feel sad because of separation. Even if they were separated for a long time, she would not feel anything. But this time, she could see him again in a few days, but she still couldn't bear to leave him.