If You Could Hear My Heart-Chapter 725 - Chaomu, Have you gone mad?

Chapter 725 -725 Chaomu, Have you gone mad?

The summer thunderstorm came quickly and fiercely.

The heavy rain poured down as if it were dumping, drenching Xu Chaomu completely!

In no time, her hair was soaked, sticking to her cheeks in a sticky mess, with rainwater dripping down along her hair.

Her clothes were wet too, clinging to her body coldly, very uncomfortable.

But Xu Chaomu didn’t care about any of that, she just felt that getting drenched in the rain could really wash away many things in her heart…

Even, she stretched out her hand to catch the raindrops.

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In the rain, she smiled, a desolate and sad smile.

“Chaomu, have you gone mad?!”

At that moment, Wen Zhiyuan, for some reason, saw Xu Chaomu, probably because people were talking about her.

He heard someone say, “Is that pregnant woman out of her mind? Why is she standing in the rain? If this continues, she’ll miscarry.”

“Yes, how can a pregnant woman not take care of herself and make her baby suffer.”

Wen Zhiyuan was on his way to the adjacent building to collect samples, and when he heard this, he looked up.

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Unexpectedly, the pregnant woman was none other than Xu Chaomu!

Xu Chaomu, upon hearing Wen Zhiyuan’s voice, remained still, staring straight ahead.

“Really out of your mind!”

Wen Zhiyuan felt helpless; he opened the umbrella in his hand and placed it over her head.

She was soaked through, which startled Wen Zhiyuan. She could catch a cold!

“Dr. Wen, I want to stand a little longer, just for a little while…” Xu Chaomu refused to leave, murmuring pleadingly.

Of course, Wen Zhiyuan wouldn’t agree. He was a doctor, after all; how could he watch Xu Chaomu hurt herself?

“No, come back with me!”

Without another word, Wen Zhiyuan pulled her toward the hospital.

In the back and forth, Wen Zhiyuan’s white coat also got half wet, but thankfully, it wasn’t an issue for him.

“I don’t want to go to the hospital, I don’t want to go,” Xu Chaomu struggled.

But how could she overpower a man’s strength? Wen Zhiyuan grabbed her arm and dragged her into his resting room.

Once inside the resting room, he turned on the air conditioner and quickly found her a change of clothes.

“Go to the changing room and put this on! Don’t catch a cold,” Wen Zhiyuan’s usual gentleness turned stern and deep.

“I won’t change…” Xu Chaomu shook her head, acting petulantly.

“If you don’t care about your child’s life, then don’t change!” Wen Zhiyuan warned her.

Xu Chaomu hesitated, looking down, her gaze falling on her bulging belly.

There was a living, adorable little life inside.

Shen Chi had said it was a boy, and he had also said, if it was a boy, to call him Shen Yun.

Ayun, Ayun…

At this thought, tears streamed down from her eyes.

“What happened?” Wen Zhiyuan didn’t understand the situation and quickly asked her.

He noticed something was very off with Xu Chaomu. If nothing had happened, why would she not want to protect her child?

“Nothing happened,” Xu Chaomu said flatly.

Still, she took the clothes Wen Zhiyuan had given her into the changing room and slammed the door shut with a “bang.”

Wen Zhiyuan stood outside, silent. She had arrived at the hospital early this morning and was now in a very low mood. Could it be that there was a problem with the child?

Wen Zhiyuan furrowed his brows, not daring to speculate recklessly.

If he had known she was not in the right frame of mind today, he should have accompanied her to the checkup or at least given the OB-GYN doctors a heads-up.

Who knows how much time had passed, but there was no sound from the changing room.

Wen Zhiyuan grew anxious; today’s Xu Chaomu was not herself.

He knocked on the changing room door, “Chaomu, why haven’t you come out?”

No one answered, and he knocked a few more times, “Chaomu… Chaomu!”

Still no response.

Wen Zhiyuan was genuinely afraid something had happened to her. His face tense, his brows knotted, “Chaomu, I’m coming in if you don’t open the door.”

This time, without Xu Chaomu’s response, he barged right through the door.

Upon breaking in, he saw Xu Chaomu sitting on the floor, hugging her knees.

Her eyes were vacant, her expression despondent – she looked utterly numb, a stark contrast to her usual vibrancy and liveliness.

“Chaomu, get up, why are you sitting on the floor?” Wen Zhiyuan, frowning, extended his hand.

Xu Chaomu didn’t offer her hand to him. Instead, she continued to sit silently, hugging her knees, not crying, not making a fuss, not laughing.

Her long hair cascaded over her shoulders, a lonely kind of beauty.

Wen Zhiyuan wasn’t always patient; seeing Xu Chaomu ignoring him, he frowned, reached down, and pulled her up.

“The floor is cold; don’t you know that?”

“I don’t feel it.”

“You!” Wen Zhiyuan was half furious.

No wonder they say even Shen Chi couldn’t tame this girl; it was true.

Despite her insouciance and making him feel like he was butting in, he still pulled her up.

Once she was up, Wen Zhiyuan dragged her out of the changing room and put a coat over her, looking after her like she was his own little sister.

“What happened?” Wen Zhiyuan asked her softly then.

“You guess,” Xu Chaomu said, her head down, not in the mood for much.

“Guess what? Just tell me,” Wen Zhiyuan felt she was being childish.

“Nothing,” she said lazily.

The rain outside grew heavier. From Wen Zhiyuan’s place, the sound of the rain could be heard pounding the eaves, the ground, the umbrella.

Xu Chaomu’s mood had yet to lift, feeling that fate was cruel to her—the rain always seemed to pour when she was down.

Every time it rained, her spirits would fall.

Right now, at the end of summer, peals of distant thunder occasionally resonated, not too loud in the room, but each echo still made her heart quiver.

“Fine, if you won’t tell me, then tell Shen Chi.”

As he said this, Wen Zhiyuan was about to take out his phone.

He was certain he couldn’t manage such a mischievous girl; then he didn’t believe Shen Chi couldn’t either.

Sure enough, Xu Chaomu reacted. She snatched his hand, looked up at him, “Don’t call him.”

Wen Zhiyuan didn’t speak, just kept looking at her.

Xu Chaomu felt uncomfortable under his gaze. She hadn’t expected even the soft and gentle Dr. Wen Zhiyuan to get angry.

With a twist, she lowered her head, pouting, “I’m just not in a good mood because it’s raining.”

She sniffed, trying hard to hold back all her emotions.

She had heard that it wasn’t nice to spread one’s bad mood to others.

“Does your baby Tiantian follow in your footsteps and lie?” Wen Zhiyuan said lightly.

“…” Xu Chaomu glared at him. Was that really a way to talk to her?!

Fine, she admitted she was lying.

She lowered her head, not eager to speak.

Wen Zhiyuan sat beside her and softly said, “I know Shen Chi is away on a business trip, so if there’s anything, you can tell me.”

“Are you sincere?” Xu Chaomu turned her head to look at him.

Kind-hearted men are truly a sight to behold, always wearing a gentle smile, like a lake in March reflecting pear blossoms.