If You Could Hear My Heart

"Aren't we just dating? What's wrong with shopping while dating? I need to buy some new clothes, come with me." Xia Chuqing huffed.

"No, shopping is torture."

"How come it's not torture when you shop with Yingying, oh, the key point is, she didn't ask you to accompany her, you just always insist on following her."

"Xia Chuqing, do you believe I'd hit you?" Song Heng said.

Xia Chuqing was just saying it offhandedly; she knew Song Heng wouldn't be angry with her.

She laughed and said, "Believe it, believe it, come on, go shopping with me, I'll treat you to a meal."

"Alright, it's settled then, you do your shopping, I won't give opinions or pay."

"Stingy ghost, got it!" Xia Chuqing dragged him along.

Being with Song Heng was especially relaxing for Xia Chuqing; their friendship had grown strong from childhood.

Moreover, she knew very well that Song Heng might seem unreliable at times, but he actually values relationships deeply.

She went shopping with Song Heng and bought a lot of clothes, all to be taken to France.

The skirts that Xiao Mo bought her were already pushed to the bottom of her suitcase; the season had passed, and she wouldn't wear them anymore. Even if summer returned, she wouldn't wear them again.

Consider it a memory of the summer, not easily touched upon.

The next day, Xia Chuqing went to Shen Family as promised to see Xu Chaomu and Xiaobao.

Shen Chi had gone to the corporation, Xiaobao was learning calligraphy with a teacher, and Xu Chaomu sat on the balcony reading a book.

Everything was quiet and peaceful; Xia Chuqing hoped Xu Chaomu would always be happy. Of course, she also believed that with Boss Shen around, they all would be happy.

Sometimes, she really envied Xu Chaomu, even after all the storms, there was always someone by her side who stayed through thick and thin.

She knew Xu Chaomu and Shen Chi had almost gone through life and death separations multiple times, but in the end, wasn't it love that brought them back together?

Xia Chuqing smiled; that day, she talked with Xu Chaomu until very late.

After returning, she packed up all her things, said goodbye to classmates and teachers one by one, and walked alone through the campus.

The early autumn campus still carried the stuffiness of summer, only at night did the autumn insects begin their low chirping, a long sound followed by a short one, seemingly endless sighs.

The dim moonlight shone on Xia Chuqing's light green dress; she blended with the woods, seeming like a fairy walking in the night.

She walked like this by herself, without anyone accompanying her, until the campus gradually quieted down, then she headed back to the dormitory.

Due to the start of a new semester, C University's campus night had more vitality.

Many clubs were still busy recruiting new members; Xia Chuqing was no longer the student council president, but as a senior, she still went to check on the clubs.

However, she didn't tell any juniors and sophomores about her departure day; she was afraid they would come to see her off.

Fearing the moment of departure...

But that day had ultimately come, unavoidable, and ironically, these days had passed especially fast.

It was an early morning flight; Xia Chuqing didn't let anyone see her off, only letting Song Heng help carry her suitcase.

It's not true if she said she wasn't sad, she was really sad, just like when graduating.

"Cheer up, there are many handsome guys in France, find one when you get there, just don't get fooled." Song Heng personally drove her.

"I'll miss it," Xia Chuqing murmured, gazing out the window at the familiar campus.

"Is it the school you'll miss, or me? Don't worry, I'll be there in another half-year, then you'll see me, stop feeling sad."

"Who'll miss you, so annoying, let me have some peace."

"You don't appreciate good people; I got up early to drive you here. Do you know how long it's been since I last got up this early?"

Song Heng yawned as he glanced at the dimly lit sky.

Getting up early is practically killing him!

"Alright, alright, no more looking, I'm starting the car." Song Heng was worried she would feel sad.

"No, let me look a little longer." Xia Chuqing leaned on the window.

The early morning campus was slightly cool, with gusts of wind blowing her hair about. There was a scent of flowers and earth in the wind, as well as the most innocent memories of youth from these past years.

This land held her laughter, her tears...

She remembered, she had participated in various competitions here, met many important figures, received scholarships, won various awards; her only regret was probably being too well-behaved.

If she could do college over again, maybe... she would be a bit more rebellious.

Xia Chuqing smiled, thinking at the very least she should have experienced a romance or failed a course, and a few fights wouldn't have been bad either.

Thinking of this, a sweet smile spread across Xia Chuqing's lips, like a faint golden glow on the horizon, neither warm nor hot, but filled with endless hope.

"Miss, we're going to miss the plane." Song Heng glanced at his watch, the eunuch is more anxious than the emperor.

"Do you think, the next time I come back here, I'll have graduated..."

Xia Chuqing felt a bit sad, or perhaps, she might not even be able to make it back for the graduation ceremony.

"How would I know? Once you graduate, that's it," Song Heng, ever the romance-killer, "It's good to graduate, no one to supervise you."

"Maybe, I won't come back," Xia Chuqing said, staring out the window, her gaze distant.

"Not coming back is fine too, stay in France, then when I come to France later, you can treat me to a meal." Song Heng laughed, "Anyway, I have no hope of staying in France, got to come back and take over the old man's business."

"Would you really leave me alone in France?" Xia Chuqing joked.

"This..." Song Heng pretended to be deep in thought, "Hey, you could just find a French hottie by then!"

"You're right."

"That's right, so close the window, pull your head in, stop being so reluctant. If you keep hesitating, the plane won't wait for you," Song Heng joked.

Only then did Xia Chuqing obediently pull her head back in and stop looking out the window.

No matter how reluctant, one must eventually part ways.

At this hour, the campus was still in a quiet state, everyone was asleep, and occasionally one or two students could be seen jogging past their car.

Song Heng drove skillfully, steering the car away from the campus.

The school was some distance from the airport, so Xia Chuqing made a call to her father.

The first attempt didn't go through, but on the second try, Xia Yongfang answered.

"Dad, where are you guys? How about mom?" Xia Chuqing asked.

"Your mom had a last-minute business trip. I'm still on the road, not sure if I can make it in time."

"Don't worry, don't worry, if you can make it, come, if not, it's okay, just be safe," Xia Chuqing hurriedly said.

"Okay, are you at the airport yet?" Xia Yongfang asked with concern.

But he glanced at the person monitoring him inside the room and ultimately held back his sobs. He couldn't manage to send Xia Chuqing off...

"I'm on the way, Song Heng is driving me, don't worry, he's a good driver," Xia Chuqing said with a smile.

"Oh, it's Song Heng," Xia Yongfang said, "With him there, I feel relieved."