If You Could Hear My Heart-Chapter 250 - : Fourth Brother, Help Me Fold A Paper Crane

Chapter 250: Fourth Brother, Help Me Fold A Paper Crane

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When Mo Shuifu’s mother was laid to rest, Xu Chaomu and Shen Chi also came.

Shen Chi was always well-informed; he knew that Mo Shuifu was very close friends with Xu Chaomu and that they had grown up together.

Xu Chaomu was originally still in class, but it was Shen Chi who personally went to pick her up.

“Mumu, I have something to tell you, Mo Shuifu’s mother has passed away,” Shen Chi said, touching her head.

Xu Chaomu immediately froze.

“The funeral is today, I’ll take you there, Mumu, don’t cry.”

Tears swirled in her eyes, and as soon as Xu Chaomu heard Shen Chi say this, they fell, plip plop, one after another.

“How did she pass away? Shui Fu must be very sad, right? Why are you only telling me now?”

“Come with me, I’ll explain it slowly to you.”

Shen Chi was very composed, he took Xu Chaomu’s hand and led her to the car.

By the time they arrived at the cemetery, Mo Shuifu was kneeling on the ground with Shen Shihan standing beside her.

The world was bleak, without even a sun in the sky.

“Shui Fu! Auntie!” Xu Chaomu broke free from Shen Chi’s hand and ran over like a rabbit.

Mo Shuifu turned around, her gaze blurry.

She saw Xu Chaomu and she saw Shen Chi.

Upon seeing Shen Chi, her expression stiffened; she hadn’t expected him to come.

“Auntie…” Xu Chaomu had just run over and then she burst into tears.

When Uncle Mo passed away, she didn’t know, and now Aunt Qiu had passed away, and again she was one step too late.

“Auntie… I’m Chaomu, do you remember me? As a child, I constantly pestered you for candy… Auntie…”

Xu Chaomu wiped away her tears, but they kept flowing.

Shen Chi walked slowly over, coming to stand by Shen Shihan’s side. He furrowed his brows and said in a low voice to Shen Shihan, “Why are you here?”

“Fourth brother, what makes you think I can’t be here,” Shen Shihan replied coolly.

“Third brother, taking away Wantong’s core technology, was that your doing?” Shen Chi pressed in a hushed tone.

“Fourth brother, today, I don’t want to talk about this.”

“Shen Shihan, are you planning to move against me, Shen Chi?” Shen Chi’s voice was cold, but it carried an undeniable firmness.

“Shen Chi, haven’t you been against me, Shen Shihan, all this time? Inside Shen Group, who doesn’t know how you, Shen Chi, have been using every means at your disposal to suppress me, Shen Shihan?”

“You should know, there’s not room in this mountain for two tigers.”

“Yes, so, let’s both take our time,” Shen Shihan said with a cold smile on his lips.

Shen Chi also had a cold face, his arms folded, saying nothing.

Xu Chaomu cried for quite a while, today her tears flowed even more bitterly than Mo Shuifu’s.

In the spring breeze, her sobs were inconsolable.

Mo Shuifu could only embrace her: “Chaomu, don’t cry anymore, it’s okay, I’ve already moved on. The dead cannot be brought back to life, I’ve come to terms with it.”

“Shui Fu… As a child, I was always pestering Auntie, and now that she’s gone, I didn’t even come to see her one last time. Am I very bad, am I heartless…”

“No, you’re not, Chaomu, mom left us so suddenly, no one expected it…”

Mo Shuifu said in a low voice, embracing Xu Chaomu.

“Chaomu, mom surely wouldn’t want to see you crying, she loved seeing you laugh the most. Do you remember, as a child, how much she enjoyed playing with you? She would often tell me that she didn’t find me as cute as you, and back then I would be so annoyed…”

Mo Shuifu gave a bitter smile, remembering the past brought only endless heartache.

“Shui Fu, I won’t cry anymore, On my way here, I folded lots of paper cranes for Auntie…”

Xu Chaomu stood up and walked to Shen Chi’s side.

“Fourth brother,” she extended her hand.

Shen Chi went to the trunk of the car to get the paper cranes he had just finished folding for her, colorful and abundant…

Xu Chaomu tossed the paper cranes one by one into the fire in front of her.

“Auntie, the year I was seven, you taught me to fold paper cranes. I didn’t want to learn and was naughty. For every crane you folded, I would unfold one, and you often called me a little pest…”

“Auntie… I can still fold them now, even though they’re a bit ugly… Would you kindly accept them…”

Once Xu Chaomu had tossed all the paper cranes into the fire, Mo Shuifu’s tears suddenly couldn’t be stopped.

Shen Chi felt moved too; he squatted down and wrapped his arms around Xu Chaomu’s shoulders.

“Mumu, don’t cry…”

He held her close, stroking her hair.

When Mo Shuifu turned around, she saw a man, gentle as jade, named Shen Chi, holding Xu Chaomu in his arms.

For the first time, she saw Shen Chi reveal the tenderness of a man, even the tips of his eyebrows softened.

In her memory, Shen Chi was very domineering and quite indifferent.

Mo Shuifu was clever; she suddenly understood something.

But what she couldn’t figure out was the rumor that Shen Chi would soon get engaged to Miss Bai.

Yet the look he gave Xu Chaomu was clearly one of loving indulgence.

Xu Chaomu hid in Shen Chi’s arms crying for a while, feeling as if a stone were lodged in her heart.

She looked up at Shen Chi with red eyes: “Fourth brother… help me fold paper cranes…”

Shen Chi thought she had something else to say, but she just wanted his help folding paper cranes.

He patted her head, curved his lips into a smile, his eyes filled with endless tenderness: “Okay…”

Xu Chaomu divided up a large amount of paper and handed it to him: “Here, take it—and no slacking, or Auntie will be upset. You see, the wings here need to be bent a little…”

Mo Shuifu watched Xu Chaomu and Shen Chi with a slight smile; the two of them together were very loving.

Xu Chaomu would toss a crane into the fire as soon as she finished folding one, sniffing and choking back sobs: “Auntie, you’ll receive these paper cranes, won’t you… Please don’t be sad up there, Sister Shui Fu and I will both be okay.”

Mo Shuifu looked at the tombstone with a serene smile: “Mom, Chaomu is right, we’ll continue to walk on just fine. You too, be happy up there, and if you miss your daughter, come to me in a dream…”

Shen Shihan came over and stood by Mo Shuifu, letting out a sigh: “It’s best that you can see it that way.”

Mo Shuifu stayed quiet, bowing her head.

Xu Chaomu and Shen Chi folded paper cranes, the colorful cranes adding some hue to the cemetery.

Shen Chi folded them with care, although if it wasn’t for Xu Chaomu asking, he would certainly not have bothered.

But Xu Chaomu was quite critical of them.

She pointed at his paper cranes, frowning: “Fourth brother, make it look nicer, Auntie would disapprove… Look, here the wings need to be bent…”

Shen Chi wore a helpless expression.

Sometimes, Mo Shuifu would look up at them; a gentle smile played at the corners of her mouth.

Xu Chaomu was her friend since childhood, and she hoped that she would always be well.

However, with Shen Chi by her side, she would surely be very happy.

Shen Chi… Mo Shuifu would look up at him sometimes; he had a stern face, and his eyes showed deep maturity and composure. Only when facing Xu Chaomu would the coldness in his brows melt away.

Mo Shuifu had never thought that Shen Chi would fold paper cranes with an eighteen-year-old girl.

Mo Shuifu was smart; she knew that only love could have such power, nothing else could possibly explain it.