Long live together and forget the rivers and lakes 4
Then, Ling Momo stood on the street blankly, looking around for Enson.
However, no matter how hard she searched, she still couldn't find Enson. Ling Momo finally couldn't help but opened her mouth and shouted his name loudly, but when she shouted his name loudly, Enson did not appear after all. Ling Momo was still confused.
Exhausted, he squatted down.
She buried her face between her legs in grievance, sobbing and crying uncontrollably, as if she wanted to pour out all the sadness and grief in her heart.
Ling Momo woke up crying like this. Even when she woke up, she was still a little choked and her pillow was wet.
She looked at the time, it was three in the morning, but she couldn't sleep anymore.
She put on a piece of clothing casually and walked to the window. The night was very quiet, and the driveway was also very quiet. No one was walking, and no vehicles were passing by. Only the street lights were on lonely.
Even so, she could still see the prosperity of X city, but she felt increasingly sad and lonely in her heart.
She loved someone, but before she even had time to express her love, she saw the truth clearly.
However, knowing that there would be no outcome between her and Enson, knowing that she should give up everything before it even started, it would be better to let go when the longer the time goes by and the deeper the sinking becomes, the more unable to extricate herself...
Because it hurts more then!
Let go...
Ling Momo felt her heart begin to hurt again.
Tell me, why is she so miserable?
She fell in love for the first time for six years, and it hurt so much that she finally let it go. Then she met a warm Enson, who quietly stole her heart. When she mustered up the courage to prepare for a new beginning, she fell in love again.
Died young!
Thinking of this, Ling Momo couldn't help but burst into tears again.
She can't learn to stalk.
She also knows that in love, if a person has no intention of you, your infatuation and persistence are actually equivalent to entanglement.
What is entanglement?
Entanglement means that in one's own eyes, one thinks it is infatuation, in others' eyes, it is contempt, but in his eyes, it is disgust!
So, she seems to have no choice.
Fortunately, everything hasn't started yet.
Fortunately, nothing is too awkward.
Ling Momo took out her phone and opened Enson with trembling fingers. She carefully read their chat history from the beginning to the end.
Not a single word was missed.
She looked at it very carefully and attentively.
Looking back at the chat history with a person, from the beginning to the end, I laughed while watching it, and cried while laughing.
It's that simple for a person to change from a stranger to a familiar one, and then to a stranger again.
She cried until the end.
She read it once and then again. When she didn't read one, she deleted one until her fingers were sore. She finally finished deleting it.
Facing the empty Enson WeChat dialog box, she finally gritted her teeth and clicked on Delete Friend.
Delete?
Delete it.
Since we can't be together and love each other, there's no point in keeping her, right?
If we can't grow old together, we might as well forget each other!
Ling Momo took a deep breath, her fingers trembled violently, and finally, with a cruel heart, she clicked OK.
Enson completely disappeared from her WeChat account. Then, Ling Momo stood on the street blankly, looking around for Enson.
However, no matter how hard she searched, she still couldn't find Enson. Ling Momo finally couldn't help but opened her mouth and shouted his name loudly, but when she shouted his name loudly, Enson did not appear after all. Ling Momo was still confused.
Exhausted, he squatted down.
She buried her face between her legs in grievance, sobbing and crying uncontrollably, as if she wanted to pour out all the sadness and grief in her heart.
Ling Momo woke up crying like this. Even when she woke up, she was still a little choked and her pillow was wet.
She looked at the time, it was three in the morning, but she couldn't sleep anymore.
She put on a piece of clothing casually and walked to the window. The night was very quiet, and the driveway was also very quiet. No one was walking, and no vehicles were passing by. Only the street lights were on lonely.
Even so, she could still see the prosperity of X city, but she felt increasingly sad and lonely in her heart.
She loved someone, but before she even had time to express her love, she saw the truth clearly.
However, knowing that there would be no outcome between her and Enson, knowing that she should give up everything before it even started, it would be better to let go when the longer the time goes by and the deeper the sinking becomes, the more unable to extricate herself...
Because it hurts more then!
Let go...
Ling Momo felt her heart begin to hurt again.
Tell me, why is she so miserable?
She fell in love for the first time for six years, and it hurt so much that she finally let it go. Then she met a warm Enson, who quietly stole her heart. When she mustered up the courage to prepare for a new beginning, she fell in love again.
Died young!
Thinking of this, Ling Momo couldn't help but burst into tears again.
She can't learn to stalk.
She also knows that in love, if a person has no intention of you, your infatuation and persistence are actually equivalent to entanglement.
What is entanglement?
Entanglement means that in one's own eyes, one thinks it is infatuation, in others' eyes, it is contempt, but in his eyes, it is disgust!
So, she seems to have no choice.
Fortunately, everything hasn't started yet.
Fortunately, nothing is too awkward.
Ling Momo took out her phone and opened Enson with trembling fingers. She carefully read their chat history from the beginning to the end.
Not a single word was missed.
She looked at it very carefully and attentively.
Looking back at the chat history with a person, from the beginning to the end, I laughed while watching it, and cried while laughing.
It's that simple for a person to change from a stranger to a familiar one, and then to a stranger again.
She cried until the end.
She read it once and then again. When she didn't read one, she deleted one until her fingers were sore. She finally finished deleting it.
Facing the empty Enson WeChat dialog box, she finally gritted her teeth and clicked on Delete Friend.
Delete?
Delete it.
Since we can't be together and love each other, there's no point in keeping her, right?
If we can't grow old together, we might as well forget each other!
Ling Momo took a deep breath, her fingers trembled violently, and finally, with a cruel heart, she clicked OK.
Enson completely disappeared from her WeChat account.
