So... rather than confess and shake this girl’s resolution at this moment, which would only add to her troubles, it would be better to remain silent.
So... this is really good, isn’t it?
But Lu Niange felt a sharp pain in his heart, as if being stabbed repeatedly. He had the urge to cry. That was his Ling Momo, his Ling Momo...
How did she step by step walk out of his world?
Ling Momo injured her ankle, and with Jian Chenxi holding the bag that embarrassed her, though it was not serious, it was somewhat awkward. Combined with Enson not replying to her messages, she felt down. So, she sent a text to Chen Wanru and went straight home.
After returning home, Enson had still not sent Ling Momo any messages. Thinking he might be busy, she opened her wardrobe and took out all her clothes, trying them on one by one, carefully examining herself in the mirror.
Finally, she chose a light green dress. She let her long hair down and casually pulled it to one side. Her already delicate and sweet features looked even more beautiful this way.
Her skin was surprisingly good, tender enough to seem almost dewy, and paired with the light green, it had a fresh and youthful vibe.
She thought, with her looking this way, she should be able to captivate Enson instantly...
Time trickled by, and Enson still had not replied to Ling Momo. Unable to hold back, she sent another message, "Are you busy? Why haven’t you replied to my messages?"
However, Enson’s response was still an endless silence.
That night, Ling Momo slept restlessly, waking up repeatedly and checking her phone over and over in a daze until dawn. Still, he hadn’t responded at all.
Ling Momo felt increasingly uneasy. She bit her lip and sent another message, "I don’t mean anything by it; I just want to meet you, have a meal, chat a little. It won’t take up too much of your time. If you are busy, that’s okay. We can wait until you have time."
After sending the message, Ling Momo went to ES, busy all morning. She deliberately avoided checking her phone. When she finally finished, she took it out, full of hope, only to find there was still no response as she had hoped.
She had a tasteless lunch, and after eating, she sat blankly for a long time, then sent another message to Enson, "Did my request trouble you?"
In the next two days, Ling Momo did not send any more messages to Enson and barely checked her phone.
It was the day she was supposed to go to Li Qingshen’s villa for studying. Sitting in the taxi, she looked at the series of messages she had sent, thought for a long while, and then sent another message to Enson, "I’m sorry... I understand what you mean now. I was too forward."
After sending the message, Ling Momo stared at her phone for a long time. A vague sadness pressed on her heart, suffocating her to the point of almost driving her mad.
She wondered, was he this way with every girl? Was it just her own wishful thinking?