If You Could Hear My Heart
Chapter 1090 - Chapter 1090 Chapter 1090 Dont Miss Another Five Years

Chapter 1090: Chapter 1090: Don’t Miss Another Five Years Chapter 1090: Chapter 1090: Don’t Miss Another Five Years Ji Shengxuan arrived when Shen Chi had already been sitting in the private room for a long time, and he had already finished more than a bottle of wine.

The entire private room was filled with the smell of smoke, heavy, mixed with the aroma of red wine.

Ji Shengxuan wrinkled his nose and immediately spotted Shen Chi surrounded by smoke.

“If I hadn’t seen you all right, I would have thought my place was on fire,” Ji Shengxuan said lightly.

“Sit.” Shen Chi spoke casually, pointing to the spot next to him.

Ji Shengxuan sat next to him and glanced at him, “It’s already past one o’clock, aren’t you going home?”

“It’s just an empty house, what home is there to speak of? It’s all the same wherever I am,” Shen Chi said indifferently, his eyes narrowing.

“Chaomu still hasn’t been found?”

“Don’t mention her!” Shen Chi interrupted, frowning.

He thought back to what he had just seen on Bai Man’s cell phone, and a strong conviction rose within him, making him feel uncomfortable all over.

Ji Shengxuan’s eyebrows furrowed slightly, can’t even bring her up anymore?

“So you’re not going home tonight?” Ji Shengxuan asked.

Ji Shengxuan wore a deep blue shirt, and compared to Shen Chi, he carried no smell of alcohol, nor the scent of smoke.

“I’m not going back, so you stay!”

“…” Ji Shengxuan shook his head helplessly at the man’s domineering attitude, “Every time I come to Weiyang, do I have to drink with you?”

“What else?”

“Alright, you win. But I don’t want to drink tonight. You can talk to me, but I won’t drink,” Ji Shengxuan rejected Shen Chi with an elegant composure.

“Then get lost, I don’t lack someone to talk to.”

“Fine, your words.” Ji Shengxuan said as he stood up.

Sure enough, Shen Chi’s brows furrowed again, and he looked at Ji Shengxuan with disdain, “Never seen a man as petty as you.”

“Then let me tell you, there really is one,” Ji Shengxuan bent down, leaning close to his face, a mischievous smile on his lips.

Shen Chi looked at him with a somewhat drunken gaze, silent.

“That’s you!” Ji Shengxuan said without any courtesy.

“…” Shen Chi was displeased.

Ji Shengxuan still rather enjoyed seeing Shen Chi lose face; not many people dared to provoke this man, but he was probably glad that he had the nerve to do so.

But, the one who daringly provoked him without any fear was Xu Chaomu.

“So are you drinking or not?” Shen Chi placed a glass filled with wine in front of him.

“I’m not drinking.” Ji Shengxuan really did not feel like drinking today.

“You are not giving face.”

“For the sake of your homelessness, I’ll keep you company with a few cigarettes, but I’m not drinking,” Ji Shengxuan sat back down again.

Shen Chi said nothing and downed the glass of wine in one gulp.

“Don’t drink too much, otherwise your head will hurt again if you get drunk,” Ji Shengxuan kindly advised.

“When drunk, there are not so many worries.”

“What worries do you have? Talk to me about them.”

“Not talking.”

“…” Ji Shengxuan looked at someone’s haughty attitude, really felt like he deserved a beating, acting like a child.

He wondered if this haughty attitude had been spoiled by Xu Chaomu…

Not talking then forget it, Ji Shengxuan lit a cigarette for himself, sitting next to him.

After a long silence, Shen Chi blurted out another sentence, “Ji Shengxuan, do you miss your son?”

Ji Shengxuan frowned, “Shen Chi, you’re drunk.”

He didn’t have a son. Shen Chi must be quite drunk, probably thinking about Xu Chaomu’s child.

“Oh, you don’t know…” Shen Chi retracted his words.

After another long silence, Shen Chi seemed to be talking to himself, “But I miss my son…”

Upon hearing this, Ji Shengxuan knew it; indeed, he was thinking about Xu Chaomu’s child.

He patted Shen Chi on the shoulder, comforting him, “Stop thinking about it. There are some truths you understand very well. With your rationality, you shouldn’t indulge in unrealistic fantasies.”

Ji Shengxuan wanted to say, once dead, one cannot come back to life, a fact Shen Chi certainly understood.

But at night, a person’s thoughts can become exceedingly complex. Shen Chi was a man, and it was inevitable for him to think about such things when drunk.

“I failed him,” Shen Chi said, tilting his head back and emptying his glass of red wine.

“Many things are beyond our control,” Ji Shengxuan stated plainly.

Ji Shengxuan knew Shen Chi deeply loved Xu Chaomu, and likewise, even if it wasn’t his child, he loved him too. For a man to reach this extent was truly rare.

Shen Chi stopped speaking and just kept drinking, one glass after another.

The private room fell quiet for a time, with only the thick smell of smoke constantly wafting through the air, filling the entire room.

When the drinking made him too hot, Shen Chi unbuttoned the top two buttons of his shirt, revealing a stretch of sexy, tanned skin.

After watching Shen Chi down several drinks, Ji Shengxuan grabbed his hand, “Enough, just suggest it; don’t drink too much, it’s bad for your health.”

“In this endless night, what else is there to do but drink?” Shen Chi said disdainfully.

“If you miss Chaomu, go find her.”

“Do you think I haven’t tried? And even if I find her, what then?”

There was a husky depth to Shen Chi’s voice, a lonesome sorrow that was difficult to articulate.

“When did you, Shen Chi, become so timid?”

Ji Shengxuan chuckled softly. This was the first time he had seen Shen Chi like this, to actually have a moment of retreat.

“I wronged her. How can I face her now? I couldn’t even protect her child, what’s the point of her being with me?”

“If you give up, what meaning will your life have?” Ji Shengxuan said, understanding this deep-seated pain.

Only those who had endured the torturous pangs of yearning could feel an extraordinary heartache.

He understood Shen Chi’s pain all too well.

Shen Chi loved Xu Chaomu, to the extent that he could give up everything else in his life for her.

“At least… she can be happy,” Shen Chi said faintly.

Ji Shengxuan shook his head; Shen Chi really had given up, even saying such things.

“Shen Chi, you have to believe there’s nothing you can’t handle. Have you forgotten who you are? Is there anything in C City you can’t deal with? So don’t miss out again. Five years might as well be a lifetime.”

Ji Shengxuan’s words were also laden with a profound wistfulness, as if he had more to say but hesitated.

After everything was said, Shen Chi didn’t react much, while Ji Shengxuan himself lit another cigarette, his eyes full of depth, bottomless.

At that moment, both men fell silent, neither speaking.

The night deepened, and having drunk most of a bottle of red wine, Shen Chi’s head began to throb with pain.

He also knew he was just making it hard on himself. He was aware that drinking too much would give him a headache, yet to forget the unpleasantness of the moment, he chose to drink.

“Shen Chi, you should get some rest early. I’ll head back first,” Ji Shengxuan said, patting his shoulder.

Leaving Shen Chi in the private room, he felt assured.

But now, Ji Shengxuan felt a suppressed heaviness in his chest; he didn’t want to stay here any longer.

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