Ever since Jian Chenxi pushed her from heaven to hell, her closest friend, Jian Chenxi, had become her enemy. Her other friends, who had previously been close to her, now thought of her as a shameless woman engaged in transactional relationships and consequently distanced themselves from her. In one night, she had become the loneliest and saddest person in the world!
After that, she buried all her grief, all her pain, and all her troubles deep within her heart.
No matter how aggrieved she felt, she had nowhere to vent.
If it weren’t for tonight, being too vulnerable, she probably wouldn’t have spoken about these things to Enson.
Li Qingshen furrowed his brows; he could hear the loss in her words and couldn’t help but feel some heartache. After thinking for a moment, he gently touched her long hair and asked, "Do you use WeChat?"
WeChat is a mobile chat software developed by Tencent, supporting voice, video, text, and other forms of chatting.
In university, Ling Momo had downloaded it but didn’t use it often. However, she still kept the app on her phone without deleting it. Hearing Enson asking this, she suspiciously asked, "So you use WeChat too?"
Li Qingshen shook his head—he barely had time for such things. Recently, during a Baodi Group dinner, he saw Qin Sheng shaking his phone and flirting with various women. He had casually asked about it, and after Qin Sheng’s brief explanation, he remembered it. Now, hearing her say she had no one to share her troubles with, he thought of that app and continued, "Yes, give me your WeChat ID, I’ll add you tomorrow, and you can share all your grievances with me!"
Ling Momo gave her WeChat ID to Enson, and Li Qingshen silently took note of it.
Then the two of them stopped talking.
Time ticked away slowly.
Suddenly, Li Qingshen seemed to remember something and said, "Momo, Li Qingshen is such a creep...don’t you plan to ignore him for the rest of your life?"
"I will!" Ling Momo replied decisively. Li Qingshen’s body tensed slightly; she was indeed angry... But then, the next second, Ling Momo’s slightly dejected voice came through again, "But that’s just what I think. I’ll still deal with him...because he’s like a ’myth’... Even though he has a bad character, unpredictable mood swings, and is quite creepy... I still need to learn from him!"
"I am enduring the insults and biding my time," Ling Momo seemed to feel like she had no backbone herself, so she puffed up her cheeks and found a rather dignified excuse for herself!
Li Qingshen couldn’t help but chuckle lightly upon hearing this. His body, which had been tense, relaxed: "The reason he was so angry is that he didn’t know the truth and thought you were that kind of easy girl." Latest content published on novelꜰire.net
"I know," Ling Momo pouted and shifted within Li Qingshen’s arms. Li Qingshen’s body abruptly tensed up again, and Ling Momo, feeling the change in the man behind her, looked up curiously and asked, "What’s wrong?"
Li Qingshen didn’t reply, and as Ling Momo moved again, he suddenly reached out to hold her body still, his voice hoarse and low: "Don’t move!"
"What’s wrong?" Ling Momo asked, bewildered. Soon, she suddenly widened her eyes, acutely feeling the changes to the man’s body behind her. Instantly, her face flushed red, and she genuinely nestled in Li Qingshen’s embrace, daring not to move.
She lay in his arms, sleeping sweetly.
Li Qingshen listened attentively to her breathing, and his heartbeat gradually steadied.
Silently, he pulled her closer and tilted his head to plant a light kiss on her forehead, then, in the darkness, he stared at her sleeping face without closing his eyes all night.
It was pitch dark in the room, and he couldn’t see anything.
Yet he insisted on watching.
As if he could truly see her peaceful sleeping face.
He loved her, loved her so much that he could recognize her voice instantly.
He loved her, loved her so much that he could vividly outline her facial features just by staring into the void.
He loved her deeply, engraving her in his heart, impervious to the changes of time and space; she was unforgettable!
And tonight, his heart harbored a faint sweetness and happiness.
The reason was simple, just because she had attended that evening’s event for him!
Perhaps those who have loved secretly for too long and deeply are content —they go through unspeakable hardships without complaint, and yet, she is simply motivated by guilt, and that’s enough for him to feel complete satisfaction and contentment!
Even happiness seemed within reach...