Ling Momo turned her head and clearly saw a trace of loneliness on Li Qingshen's back, as if she had a secret love...
Ling Momo stood in the music room of Nuo University and couldn't tell what she was feeling in her heart.
Ling Momo returned to the bedroom. After taking a shower, she was still thinking about Li Qingshen's words over and over again in her head, so much so that she forgot her nightly habit of chatting with Enson.
When the phone rang, Ling Momo was lying on the bed | in a daze. She picked it up and saw the WeChat message from Enson, [Asleep?]
[No, I'm thinking about something.] Ling Momo replied.
【What are you thinking?】
[Lyrics.] After Ling Momo typed these two words, she added, [That pervert made me the title song for Chinese Valentine’s Day, which is about secret love.]
When Ling Momo sent this sentence, Li Qingshen's words flashed through her mind. If you have had a crush on her, you should reflect on that feeling.
The feeling of secret love.
She looked at her phone again.
Enson.
Ling Momo suddenly thought, isn't she secretly in love with Enson now?
What does this feeling feel like?
Ling Momo hugged the pillow, opened her eyes, and felt it carefully.
Suddenly, she felt that her body was filled with inspiration. She immediately lifted the quilt and replied to Enson, "Wait for me a moment."
Then he ran to the music room with bare feet.
Ling Momo took out a piece of paper and slowly wrote down her feelings bit by bit.
Pay attention to every word.
When she finished writing the last word, a smile appeared on her face, and then she picked up her phone and sent a message to Enson, "Okay!"
【What did you do?】
[Writing lyrics! Suddenly inspiration came to me.] Ling Momo added a smiling expression, [I’ll send it to you for a look.]
【good.】
When Ling Momo saw Enson's reply, she typed the lyrics she had written down on her phone word by word, and then sent them.
After a long time, Enson didn't reply. Ling Momo couldn't help but send another sentence, "How is it?"
[Wait a minute, I'll look at it again.] Enson replied concisely with a few words.
Ling Momo didn't reply. She picked up a pen and carefully copied the lyrics again, thinking of giving them to Li Qingshen tomorrow.
After looking at the time, it was already twelve o'clock in the evening, so he stretched, stood up, and walked out the door.
Ling Momo first went to the kitchen on the first floor and poured a glass of water. As soon as she took a sip, she glanced at the trash can in the kitchen from the corner of her eye, and then her eyes froze.
Ling Momo walked into the trash can with a water glass. There was no garbage in the trash can. The few small white pills in the black garbage bag were particularly obvious.
Ling Momo stretched out her hand and took one. She recognized it at a glance as the medicine that Li Qingshen should take.
She couldn't help but frowned. This was the medicine she gave him after dinner. Why was it here?
Ling Momo tilted her head, as if she understood something, then returned to the music room on the third floor, and walked directly to the trash can in front of the floor-to-ceiling window. There was a lot of waste paper thrown in it, and she poured it out. Sure enough, from below
Pills were also found.
He didn't take any medicine!
God actually hates taking medicine!
Ling Momo was surprised, thinking that it was already very late. She was afraid that he was already asleep and it was inconvenient to disturb him. She would wait until tomorrow to talk about it.
