There’s a saying that goes right, no one can’t live without someone else, he was sure that he could still live without Ling Momo, but life wouldn’t be as vivid as it now is.
Li Qingshen even felt that as long as he could stay with Ling Momo for one more second, he considered that a luxury granted by heaven.
The cool night in City X was dense, and Li Qingshen’s car drove very slowly, the inside of the vehicle was quiet, so quiet that Li Qingshen could hear his own breathing. He couldn’t help but tilt his head, looking at the passenger seat where that girl had sat not long ago; his expression involuntarily turned profound, a smile emerging at the corners of his lips, then his gaze moved down, sweeping over to the gift box he had placed on the passenger seat, inside was a white porcelain cup lying quietly. At that moment, Li Qingshen’s thoughts stirred, and he couldn’t resist picking up his phone, sending a WeChat message to Ling Momo, under the identity of Enson, he said, "Momo, I miss you."
The first thing Ling Momo did after taking a bath was habitually grab her phone to send Enson a WeChat message, telling him she had finished her bath, but this time, unexpectedly, Enson had sent her a WeChat message.
Ling Momo quickly unlocked her phone and read it; there were only a few words, yet each word tugged at her heart.
Ling Momo could hardly believe the words she was reading; thinking it was an illusion, she bit her lower lip, a slight pain transmitting through, and then, a layer of brightness instantly flashed across her eyes.
Her fingers trembled, she subconsciously felt a sweet, honey-like sensation emerging from the depths of her heart.
Enson had actually told her that he missed her...
Ling Momo’s fingers were so excited she couldn’t type on her phone, after a long while, she barely managed to type a few letters, not yet selecting the Chinese characters, when her phone suddenly rang, it was an unexpected call.
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Ling Momo instantly guessed who it was, her heartbeat skipped a beat, and then she answered, "Hello, you’re well."
"I’m waiting for you at the old place." A brief voice came through the phone, before she could say a word, the call was cut off.
She stared at her phone for a while, then took her clothes and got dressed, going downstairs.
Li Qingshen himself hadn’t planned to ask Ling Momo to go to the "Imperial Palace" tonight; he had only sent a WeChat message, seeing that she hadn’t replied for a long while, he became somewhat uneasy, so he made a call, not expecting her to answer so quickly, he was slightly startled and blurted out those words.
Since he had spoken, Li Qingshen thought Ling Momo would definitely go, so he quickly turned the car around, heading for the "Imperial Palace."
The moment Ling Momo pushed open the door of the "Imperial Palace" suite, her wrist was abruptly grabbed and she was dragged into the room, then her entire body was pinned against the door.
A series of actions exceptionally fast, Ling Momo hadn’t even reacted when she felt warm breath rushing towards her face.
Enson slowly bent his head down; in the darkness, his lips first touched her face, and then slowly moved down her face, finding her lips, gently covering them.