If You Could Hear My Heart

Never enough, never enough, just could never get enough of looking at him.

“Gone silly?” Shen Chi’s lips also curled up, and he reached out to pinch her cheek.

Hmm, it felt good, soft and smooth.

Xu Chaomu swatted his hand away, scolding: “Why are you pinching me? I’m not made of clay.”

“All dirty,” Shen Chi disdainfully glanced at her.

The room was too shabby, with wood piled up in the corner, as if no one had cleaned it up for a long time—dust was everywhere.

Xu Chaomu’s face had also gathered quite a bit of dust; she had been sleeping on the floor for a long time.

“You still touch me even though I’m all dirty?” Xu Chaomu huffed coldly.

On one hand, he was disdainful of her being all dirty, and on the other, he pulled her tightly into his embrace.

This was called something, wasn’t it? His mouth might not admit it, but his body was very honest.

She hooked her arms around his neck, only a few centimeters away from him.

So close, close enough for her to clearly see his face.

Even when he blinked, she could see it all distinctly—this man’s eyelashes were so long, they cast a fan-like shadow over his eyes like shutters.

The high bridge of his nose, lightly pursed thin lips, a profile sharp as cut by a knife.

Having not seen him for many days, now she could never get enough of him no matter how much she looked.

“You don’t want me to touch you?” Shen Chi teased her with a question.

“Mhm!” Xu Chaomu blinked, declaring firmly and spiritedly.

“Then I’ll let go.”

After saying that, Shen Chi pretended to loosen one hand.

“No!” Xu Chaomu, scared, quickly clung to his neck, tucking herself tightly into his embrace.

Shen Chi laughed, holding her even tighter.

He just liked this feeling of holding her in his arms—with her there, he truly could give up everything else.

Xu Chaomu hid in his embrace, feeling a very tranquil and comforting sensation from his chest.

His body still carried that faint scent of grass and wood, something she had grown familiar with over the years.

How she wished to hold on to him like this forever.

At that moment, she was like a little cat, lying securely and steadily in his arms.

Shen Chi held her, and he wasn’t willing to let go either.

But Xu Chaomu hadn’t noticed Shen Chi’s wound—when she rubbed against him, she accidentally brushed his arm.

It agitated his wound, causing Shen Chi to frown from the pain.

But the bliss of holding her in his arms was enough to offset all the pain.

The room was small, with the scent of wood lingering in the air, and the incandescent light bulb above flickered from time to time—everything was silent.

Everything that had happened earlier seemed like a dream.

“Mumu, did you miss me?”

Shen Chi stroked her hair and whispered in her ear.

His warm breath twined around her neck, causing a tingling sensation.

Xu Chaomu lifted her head from his chest, shaking it like a rattle drum: “Xiaoshen, I don’t miss you.”

“What Xiaoshen, call me hubby,” Shen Chi’s eyes darkened as he insisted heavily in her ear.

Xu Chaomu refused to call him that; she had been tricked by him several times before and hadn’t gotten back at him yet.

Xu Chaomu shook her head again: “What’s hubby? Can you eat it?”

Her shaking head looked so adorable that Shen Chi’s heart melted.

He seriously lowered his voice into her ear: “Hubby… can be eaten.”

Xu Chaomu’s face flushed red: “Pervert!”

“Hmm? What are you thinking about?” Shen Chi deliberately teased.

“Shen Chi, you’re a big pervert! I don’t want to stay with you anymore, I’m taking the baby and running away from home!” Xu Chaomu huffed coldly.

“This is called hooliganism?” Shen Chi looked at him with ill intent.

Seeing the dangerous message in his eyes, Xu Chaomu quickly moved a little farther away from him.

“Don’t move, let me hold you for a while.”

Shen Chi couldn’t bear to let go of her; he just wanted to keep holding her like this.

Actually, Xu Chaomu couldn’t bear it either. She pretended to be reluctant, struggled a few times, and then let him hold her in his arms.

Whispering softly and nuzzling close to each other’s ears.

Xu Chaomu nestled in his embrace, contentedly closing her eyes.

The room was quiet, no other sound was heard, and they could even hear each other’s steady breathing.

Even though it was summer, Xu Chaomu didn’t feel hot at all; she just wanted to hold onto him.

She didn’t want to break the tranquility, and after a long while, she finally spoke up.

“Fourth Brother,” she lifted her head.

Her clear eyes looked into his, blinking as if they could speak.

That “Fourth Brother” made Shen Chi pause, five years after coming back, she hadn’t called him Fourth Brother again…

Every time, she would call him by his name, “Shen Chi,” “Shen Chi,” and even “President Shen.”

It was as if time had frozen; her sweet and sticky “Fourth Brother” echoed in his ears…

It was as if they had returned to the past, back then, she used to call out “Fourth Brother” every day!

Of course, when she was unhappy, she would directly call him by his name.

He didn’t mind it; whatever she called him was fine, of course, “husband” was even better.

He knew that when she was unhappy, she would call him “President Shen,” just like him, when he was unhappy, he would call her by her full name “Xu Chaomu.”

He smiled, his lips curving up, his big hand touching her cheek.

“Hmm.”

“Hehe.” Xu Chaomu looked at him and giggled foolishly.

Seeing her silly laughter, Shen Chi also smiled: “What are you laughing at?”

“Fourth Brother, how can you be so handsome, an evergreen in my eyes.”

“I know.”

“…” Xu Chaomu gave him a blank look, “Can’t you be a bit more modest?”

“Then do you think I have any other merits?” The certain someone’s voice turned indifferent, reverting to thick-skinned mode.

“You’re rich.”

“What else?”

“That’s it.” Xu Chaomu shrugged her shoulders.

“Then what about me caught your eye?” Shen Chi gazed at her.

“What about you caught my eye…” Xu Chaomu pondered.

What about him had caught her eye? The man had such a bad temper, and he was fierce and heartless; what about him had caught her eye?

Probably, there was some heartbeat; there weren’t any reasons for such things.

“I am someone who values substance, not a member of the appearance association.” Xu Chaomu said, “So… I’m into your money!”

Shen Chi’s mouth twitched, he patted her cheek: “Then from tomorrow on, you can sleep with money.”

“Stingy.” Xu Chaomu muttered.

Shen Chi laughed; he especially liked her like this. His hand, warm with his body heat, gently stroked her face. Her cheeks were soft and smooth, and he enjoyed touching her face as he held her in his arms.

The room was still very quiet, and when neither of them spoke, they could hear each other’s breathing.

Xu Chaomu hugged his waist tightly, unwilling to let go. She hid in his embrace, quietly listening to his heartbeat.

Her fuzzy little head rubbed back and forth in his embrace, and Shen Chi let her be, the corners of his lips were curled in a smile.

“Fourth Brother…” she called him sweetly again.

But she didn’t lift her head, calling out to him while hiding in his embrace, like a little kitten.

“Hmm?” he lowered his head, his chin just touching her little head.