If You Could Hear My Heart

At the end of August, C University started the semester, and freshmen were having military training on the sports field.

Xia Chuqing sat quietly alone on the lawn, watching the younger students in front of her, suddenly feeling a sense of reluctant farewell...

Her departure for France was already scheduled, just half a month away.

Soon, she would leave this campus, unsure of when and in what circumstances she would return...

Maybe during the graduation ceremony, or maybe after all the classmates have left the campus, she couldn't guess.

"One, two, one..." The loud commands of military training echoed across the field.

Xia Chuqing ended up smiling as she watched, amazed at how fast time had passed; soon, she would be graduating.

They say college love is the purest, but regretfully, she never experienced a pure romance in college, which felt like a loss.

Watching the couples walking by, Xia Chuqing suddenly felt envious; she squinted her eyes and watched for a long time.

Xia Chuqing, dressed in a white T-shirt and sitting under the shade, wasn't particularly striking, but her inherent temperament and confidence couldn't be hidden.

She made a phone call to Song Heng: "Hey, Heng, come join me on the south side of the field."

"Hm?" That was Song Heng's lazy voice on the other end.

"You can't still be in bed, can you? Too lazy, I'm giving you ten minutes to get here, or else I'm calling Uncle Song to tell him you skipped class again."

"Xia Chuqing, it's you again! Okay, wait ten minutes!"

"Hmm, good boy, hurry up!" Xia Chuqing laughed.

Song Heng, the big demon king, fearless of anything except for his dad and, of course, his grandpa.

His grandpa was old, and Song Heng could easily sweet-talk him, but his dad was shrewd, not so easily hoodwinked.

Over the years, it was always Xia Chuqing who spoke well of Song Heng to Uncle Song, telling him how obedient and well-performing Song Heng was in school.

Song Heng was smart; though he often skipped classes and ignored lectures, a few nights of cramming before exams would let him pass without the honors but never failing, sometimes even scoring well.

Xia Chuqing took a sip of mineral water and sat quietly.

The sun filtered through the gaps between the leaves, casting mottled shadows on her T-shirt.

In less than ten minutes, Song Heng appeared beside Xia Chuqing, having run over he sat down next to her.

"Water, water, is there any water left?" Song Heng was panting.

Xia Chuqing smoothed his back like coaxing a puppy, smiled, and said: "None left, you might consider buying a bottle."

"No way, move over, I've already had my share!" Xia Chuqing refused to give him any.

"Are you joking? The nearest store is ten minutes away, and with this sun, you want me to go buy?" Song Heng complained.

"It's not like I should go buy it for you, right? No way."

"Then give me what's in your hand!" Song Heng said trying to snatch it.

Song Heng was strong and insisted on snatching, but Xia Chuqing was quicker, and he couldn't get it.

Eventually, after some frolicking, the water was still in Xia Chuqing's hands.

As Xia Chuqing and Song Heng were frolicking, she didn't notice, not far away under a tree parked a black car.

No one else but Xiao Mo was sitting in the car.

Somehow it had become a habit; every time he was doing business near C University, he would make a point to visit.

The chances of seeing Xia Chuqing weren't high, but recently, she often sat staring off into space in the field or on a balcony.

At this moment, seeing her frolic with Song Heng, Xiao Mo's eyes sharpened.

With Song Heng, she seemed relaxed and laughed generously, with no suppression.

"So stingy, just say it, what do you want from me?" Song Heng glanced at her.

"Nothing much, just sit with me." Xia Chuqing looked towards the sports field.

"Can't you let me sleep in? How about sitting with you next time? I'm really still sleepy..." Song Heng held his forehead, was he just pulled here to sit?

"What were you up to last night? Robbing a bank? Or indulged too much?" Xia Chuqing spoke bluntly.

She always treated Song Heng as a guy friend, and the two shared almost everything.

But Xia Chuqing never mentioned Xiao Mo to him, firstly, she felt she had nothing special with Xiao Mo, and secondly, it wouldn't be good if Song Heng accidentally mentioned it to her parents.

"Are you the 'thousand why's'?" Song Heng shouted, "Couldn't it be that I was reading till too late?"

"Pfft!" Xia Chuqing burst out laughing, "You reading? Can't laugh, it will hurt your pride."

After speaking, Xia Chuqing patted his shoulder twice, but still couldn't hold back her laughter.

"Why can't I read? My old man forced me to." Song Heng with a sorrowful face, "He gave the final ultimatum, I must study abroad, or else he won't leave me a single share of the company."

"Uncle Song is just scaring you, you're his only son, if not you then who?"

"You know my dad, he's actually capable of doing it!" Song Heng fretted, "You know, if I have no shares, what else could I do? No more sports cars to drive, no bars to go, no girls to flirt with."

"Always thinking about flirting, aren't you afraid Yingying will get jealous? By the way, what will she do if you go abroad?" Xia Chuqing turned her head and asked.

In fact, Song Heng only appeared as an unlearned rich second generation, but Xia Chuqing knew, he was deeply in love.

For many years, he liked Song Yingying.

Indeed, Song Heng stayed silent, pursing his lips and looking into the distant sky.

The sky was very blue, clean, and pure.

The sports field was filled with the echoing commands, one after another, brimming with youthful vitality.

"We broke up." Song Heng said lightly.

"Broke up? Did you initiate it?"

"She did."

"Wow, even the grand Young Master Song can be dumped? Am I the first to know?"

"Scram."

"Why though? Didn't you really like her?"

"No reason, just tired." Song Heng expressionless.

Xia Chuqing didn't quite believe it, although Song Heng and Song Yingying often argued, Song Heng truly liked Song Yingying.

How much he liked her... The first time Xia Chuqing saw Song Heng tear up, it was because of Song Yingying. Of course, she secretly witnessed this behind his back.

As for Song Yingying, seemed like she didn't like Song Heng that much. Even, she was quite annoyed by him.

She worked at a hotel, and Song Heng often went to see her, yet she refused to acknowledge herself as Song Heng's girlfriend.

Thinking this, Xia Chuqing sighed softly and patted Song Heng's shoulder, "I'm tired too."

"Tired of what?" Song Heng gave her a glance, "Single dog."

"What's wrong with being a single dog, deserving contempt?" Xia Chuqing snorted coldly, "Of course, I'm not like you, I'm tired from studying."

"By the way, are you going to France?" Song Heng asked.

"Yes, in half a month."

"Old man seems to want me to go to France too, how about I join you?" Song Heng said cheerfully.