If You Could Hear My Heart

After that dinner party, Xiao Mo made a phone call to Xia Chuqing.

But he couldn’t bring himself to say what was on his mind, and just took a drag from the cigarette between his fingers, casually asking, "Is your trip to France all set up?"

At first, Xia Chuqing thought it was a strange number until she heard Xiao Mo’s voice and realized it was him.

Hanging up the phone would only make her seem guilty, so she replied indifferently, "My teachers have arranged everything for me."

"Hmm, do you want me to see you off at the airport?"

"No need, Heng will see me off."

"Hmm."

Silence, silence from both ends.

Xia Chuqing’s hand holding the phone was sweating as she said softly, "If there’s nothing else, I’ll hang up now."

"Study hard over there, the job prospects after studying abroad are better. You will be able to get a job with a good salary," Xiao Mo said.

"Thank you," was all Xia Chuqing said, dispassionately.

In fact, she had decided that she would definitely study hard for those three years, but if possible, she wanted to stay in France. If she was lucky enough to get a green card, she probably wouldn’t come back for the rest of her life.