"What else can I do, think of lyrics!" Ling Momo pursed her lips, just finished typing this message, and then thought of the last time she sent lyrics to Enson, and how beautifully he revised them for her. Instantly, she sat up straight, turned her eyes, and cheerfully sent a WeChat message to Enson: "Are you busy right now?" Thᴇ link to the origɪn of this information rᴇsts ɪn novel⁂fire.net
"Not busy. What’s up?"
"Can you check these lyrics for me, and maybe help me edit them?"
"Sure, send them over."
Upon seeing this message, Ling Momo quickly typed up the lyrics she had written and sent them to Enson.
This time, however, Enson replied with the amended lyrics quite swiftly; it only took ten minutes before Ling Momo’s phone dinged. She looked down and saw a long segment of lyrics sent to her.
She originally wrote the lyrics but this time more than half were modified. Ling Momo read them carefully, word by word, the more she read, the more she admired them from the bottom of her heart!
"Sometimes I wish you would treat me a little worse, can’t stop fantasizing about our forever, loving you is a solitary affair, unknowing of the meaning behind your smile, I can only persist silently at night like a sunflower, loving you is a solitary affair, how I wish you’d be honest with me, loving you forever, in my own way."
When Ling Momo read these lyrics, she couldn’t help but imagine what sort of person Enson would be, managing ES Music Entertainment and still being able to create such perfect lyrics!
From the lyrics, she could sense the man’s immense talent!
His cultural depth was the richest she had seen among all men, coupled with his thoughtful and warming attention to detail, Ling Momo suddenly changed from admiring to a bittersweet smile on her face.
Although she hadn’t met him in person, just thinking about him , she could already feel that Enson was a perfect person!
But was she good enough for such a perfect person?
Ling Momo lowered her eyelids and read the lyrics again, feeling like these words were a true reflection of her mindset.
She loved Enson, it was her loneliest secret.
Enson, seeing that Ling Momo hadn’t replied on WeChat for a long time, sent her another message: "What’s wrong? Not good?"
Ling Momo promptly replied, "No! I think it’s very well written!"
"It should be me thanking you, you’ve helped me once again!"
Ling Momo read these four words from Enson and suddenly curved her lips, smiling sweetly, and continued chatting with Enson on WeChat until 10:30 PM when Enson reminded Ling Momo to go to sleep.
Ling Momo looked at the last message from Enson: "Good night." and reluctantly put down her phone. Yet, at the last moment, as if she remembered something, she picked up the phone again and changed her personal status to: "Sometimes I wish you would treat me a little worse."
If Enson were a little worse to her, not so good, maybe she wouldn’t have ended up so entangled.
Li Qingshen came out of the shower, picked up his phone, and seeing that the girl hadn’t replied on WeChat, thought she might have already fallen asleep. He decided to go to sleep too, but inadvertently scanned Ling Momo’s changed personal status. Li Qingshen pondered for a while and then changed his own personal status to: "Loving you forever, in my own way."