If You Could Hear My Heart

Chapter 192: A Long and Passionate Kiss

Translator: 549690339

“Chaomu, I have to go now.” Nie Chenglang lowered his head to look at her.

Xu Chaomu lifted her head from the crook of his arm, her eyes filled with reluctance.

“I can’t bear it…” Xu Chaomu was in distress.

With him around for a day and a night, she had almost forgotten those unhappy things. She really wished life could just continue like this…

He would hold an umbrella for her, make noodles for her, listen to her stories…

“Even a journey of a thousand miles must end. Chaomu, my student, promise me you’ll go back to school, study hard, okay?”

Xu Chaomu gritted her teeth and nodded.

“I’m leaving.”

Nie Chenglang took the suitcase from her hand and step by step headed towards the boarding gate.

He didn’t dare to look back; he didn’t want to see tears in this carefree girl’s eyes.

“Teacher Nie, Chenglang!”

Xu Chaomu initially stood in place, thinking that as long as she didn’t follow, there wouldn’t be the sadness of parting.

But just as Nie Chenglang was about to reach the boarding gate, she ran over quickly.

Ignoring the crowded and chaotic crowd, she pushed through the obstacles and ran over.

She just suddenly wanted to hug him, really, really wanted to.

She would always remember how bright his smile was, how pleasant his voice sounded, how unfettered her days were with him around.

Just as she was about to throw herself into his arms, Nie Chenglang opened his arms first and pulled her into his embrace.

“I can’t bear to see you go.” Xu Chaomu bit her lips, repeating the same lines.

“I have to leave eventually,” Nie Chenglang sighed.

He had so much to say, but he swallowed it all.

Maybe, it was a farewell forever.

Better left unsaid.

“Chenglang, do you know a saying, ‘Every meeting in this world is a reunion after a long separation.’ So, I look forward to our next reunion after a long separation.”

Xu Chaomu raised her head and smiled.

She didn’t even know how she could be so open-minded.

Fully aware that a parting might mean no reunion for a long time to come.

“Alright,” Nie Chenglang murmured as he parted his lips.

She let go of him and took steps backward, “You should board the plane, if you don’t leave now, you might not be able to go…”

As she retreated slowly, she quickly disappeared into the crowd.

Nie Chenglang only turned around and walked towards the plane, dragging his luggage, after she was out of sight.

No one could see the other anymore.

But all of this was witnessed by someone from the moment Xu Chaomu hugged Nie Chenglang.

With tightly clenched fists, he walked toward the crowd in a few strides.

Xu Chaomu dejectedly lowered her head, counting her steps, thirty-five, thirty-six, thirty-seven, thirty-eight…

Shen Chi abruptly grabbed her wrist, his eyes bloodshot, “You fucking ran here by yourself!”

“Thirty-eight, thirty-eight!” As Xu Chaomu was counting, she was interrupted by this man, and couldn’t help but repeat it angrily twice.

“Thirty-eight my ass!” Shen Chi was enraged.

His grip was always domineering, grabbing onto Xu Chaomu’s wrist and refusing to let go.

He dragged her out as if he was dragging a little white rabbit.

“Let go, let go, someone help, over here…” Xu Chaomu refused to walk, so she stomped on the floor, trying to get him to release his grip.

She knew that if he let go now, she would definitely fall and bleed from her head.

Shen Chi covered her mouth, and the next second, with a whirl, he picked her up.

“Shut up!”

Close to his chest, she smelled a very heavy scent of alcohol.

Why would she listen to him? She opened her throat and screamed, “Catch the molester, catch the human trafficker, catch the thief, catch…”

“I told you to shut up!” Shen Chi roared.

Around them, people cast strange glances, but a cold look from Shen Chi made them all lower their heads again.

This man emanated an icy and ruthless aura all over!

“I want to speak, I insist on speaking, Officer, there’s a molester here, are you going to take care of it… Bastard, put me down…”

“Fucking noisy!”

Shen Chi’s brow furrowed tightly as he carried her to a dark corner.

He roughly set her down, and the next second, he pinned her against the wall!

His hands forcefully held her, leaving no room for resistance!

He bent his head and accurately captured her incessantly speaking lips, sealing them with a kiss.

Kissing, once you’ve done it a time or two, can become addictive.

He thought he was addicted, poisoned.

Xu Chaomu’s eyes widened, she was stunned, her mind went blank.

The day before yesterday she had been drunk, but today, she was sober.

The strong scent of alcohol and the fragrance of plants from Shen Chi’s body kept drilling into her nose; apparently, this man was drunk.

No wonder, he mistook her for Bai Man.

“Mmm… Shen…” Xu Chaomu struggled to speak, but just as a word popped out, he kissed her again.

This kiss was lingering and fiery.

She desperately tried to push him away, but her hands were weak and feeble, so she changed tactics to scratching.

As she scratched at his chest, he, annoyed, forcefully captured her hands, lifting them over her head to prevent any further movement!

“Mmm…” She writhed, not wanting to be a substitute for another woman.

Any woman Shen Chi, the Fourth Young Master Shen, desired would line up to climb into his bed with just a wave of his hand.

Why had he come to look for her?

His body pressed tightly against hers, and as she twisted, the fire in him was fully ignited.

Through the clothes, Xu Chaomu felt his intense reaction; she tried to kick him away.

But Shen Chi was not so easily dealt with; as she lifted her leg, he pinned her legs with his knee, immobilizing her.

His left hand unbuttoned her blouse, and Xu Chaomu felt a chill at her neckline, her eyes widening in alarm!

No… this man was drunk; he had no idea who she was.

His gaze was hazy, his slender fingers fiddling with her blouse buttons, one, two…

Finally, his lips left hers, slowly sliding downward…

After gulping for air twice, Xu Chaomu cried out loud, “Shen Chi, take a good look, I’m not Miss Bai. You’re drunk, let me go!”

His kiss stopped at her neck, his breath heavy.

Hearing her words, he halted his movements.

Xu Chaomu relaxed with relief, “Look up and see who I am, Shen Chi, let me go, I’m getting married one day!”

In the past, she always liked to snuggle against him, snuggling and snuggling until she wanted to kiss him.

His usual response was, “Get lost!”

Now that he kissed her and he initiated it, she was not pleased.

She didn’t know which words of hers touched him, but he truly didn’t continue.

He dropped his hands dejectedly, setting her free.

Xu Chaomu’s heart trembled; she knew he had mistaken her for someone else.

Why would he kiss her on his own volition? He avoided her like the plague.

Countless women surrounded him, beautiful, sexy, enchanting, charming… Xu Chaomu was none of those.

He would be blind to set his eyes on her.

She rebuttoned her blouse nonchalantly, ready to leave.

“Don’t go out drunk making a fool of yourself in the future, mistaking people for others and becoming a laughingstock, huh.” Xu Chaomu huffed with a displeased tone.

“Xu Chaomu.” He raised his bleary drunk eyes, his thin lips pressed tightly, his voice cold as he called her name, “Don’t flatter yourself.”