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.
