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.
Ling Momo returned to the bedroom and waited for a long time before she received Enson's WeChat message. There were only a few simple words, "Sorry, I'm a little busy. You need to rest first. I'll talk to you tomorrow."
Ling Momo felt a little disappointed in her heart, "Well, then...good night."
In fact, Ling Momo really wanted to ask Enson what he was up to in the middle of the night, but she felt that she didn't have the position to ask.
She thought wildly for a long time, maybe she was really exhausted today, so she fell into a deep sleep.
In the bedroom next door, Li Qingshen was holding her cell phone and looking at the lyrics she sent her, her eyes a little dazed.
She is really a very smart girl. He just asked her a few words and she caught the feeling.
Maybe I am really not proficient in composing lyrics. Some words are not so perfect, but they are much better than those I wrote during the day.
Who gave her this feeling of secret love?
Lu Niange?
She had been chasing Lu Niange for four years...
Li Qingshen felt vaguely uncomfortable in her heart, with a sour and astringent taste floating around. Then, a bitter smile appeared on her lips. He had decided on the theme of this secret love, and asked her to write the words...
.He had a premonition a long time ago, why should he be so sad, right?
Li Qingshen thought of Ling Momo's painful and tortured expression during the day, and suddenly her heart softened, and she no longer had the heart to modify these lyrics for her.
What's more, the subsequent modifications are also the most time-consuming and labor-intensive.
Thinking of this, Li Qingshen put her phone aside, copied the lyrics that Ling Momo sent her on paper, read them over and over again, and drew on them with a pen.
It wasn't until dawn that Li Qingshen gently put down his pen, read the lyrics carefully, and nodded with satisfaction.
Li Qingshen then took out his mobile phone, typed the lyrics he had revised word by word, and then sent them to Ling Momo.
When Ling Momo woke up, the sun was shining brightly outside the window. She was startled at first, then subconsciously picked up her phone and saw the WeChat message from Enson.
Ling Momo opened it and saw a long string of words.
She read it bit by bit.
The lyrics didn't change much from what she originally wrote, but Ling Momo's overall feeling after reading it was much more beautiful than what she wrote.
Especially the few sentences that Enson changed drastically.
[I used to keep imagining that you would be alone by my side, but after all, it is a dream. It should be placed in heaven. Only a little distance can bring beauty.]
[Love is a wandering that cannot be turned back, why did you open a window]
【Loving you is like a kind of faith, so pious that I am covered with bruises】
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Loving you is like a kind of faith, so pious that it is bruised all over.
When Ling Momo read this sentence, she was shocked.
[Special statement again: The lyrics are from "Forgiveness" by Huang Ling. It is a very nice song. I like these lyrics mainly because of it. You can listen to it, as well as "Allure" that I shared a while ago.
, it is said that infatuated tears can captivate a city. I will continue to share many classic lyrics with you in the future!]
