Ling Momo quickly took out the charger she always carried with her from her bag and connected it to the power source. After a while, the phone automatically turned on.
Ling Momo swiped twice on her phone and realized that she had uninstalled WeChat a long time ago because she wanted to cut off everything with Enson, so she downloaded another one.
The whole city of
I entered my account number and password and logged in to WeChat.
A lot of messages were sent one after another, and the phone kept ticking. Ling Momo stared at the screen and kept looking at it. Most of them were her previous WeChat friends. She deleted them while looking at them. Until the end, there was one
Ling Momo clicked on the system message and saw Enson's name in it. Ling Momo suddenly felt a long-lost touch in her heart, and she quickly looked over.
The first WeChat message sent by Enson was very recent, about two months ago. It was the day she started filming MTV. Ling Momo's fingers trembled and she scanned the messages below. They were all Enson's.
When it was sent to her, she clicked through it until the end, looking from back to front.
The content of the last WeChat message is: [Enson requests to add you as a friend, leaving a message: Momo, I’m sorry, let’s talk! 】
Ling Momo's heart trembled slightly. She couldn't tell how she felt now. He said that he wanted to talk to her. What should he talk about?
That night, when he treated her so rudely, wasn't it already extremely obvious?
Is it to tell her that she needs to recognize her own duty?
Ling Momo's originally sad heart suddenly became more and more lost. She felt her eyes blurred and continued to look at the line of words in front of her: [Enson requested to add you as a friend, leaving a message: Momo, are you angry? Then
Yiye, I’m really sorry. If you see it, can you please reply?】
Angry?
Why did she have the right to be angry? It was an agreement between you and me to sell herself. If you get the benefits, you have to do things for others. Compared with other women who sell themselves, what he did to her is not excessive.
Ling Momo blinked and continued to read the next content: [Enson asked to add you as a friend and left a message: Momo, I'm really sorry. I was bothered by some things during that time, so I ignored you. If
You really want to meet me, then, how about we make an appointment?】
[Enson requested to add you as a friend and left a message: Momo, I am very worried about you. 】
Most of the content in the subsequent WeChat messages is the same, just like how they chatted before. At about ten o'clock in the evening, I sent her a message: [Good night, have a good rest.]
There were more than a dozen of them. Ling Momo looked at them, and the corners of her lips moved slightly, and her eyes were sore. She wanted to cry, so she tried hard to make herself laugh, her smile was so reluctant, so hard.
of stiffness.
Until Ling Momo saw the last message, she couldn't hold back the tears anymore: [Enson asked to add you as a friend, leaving a message: I send you the scenery of the world, I hope you can forgive me.] Ling
Momo quickly took out the charger she always carried with her from her bag and connected it to the power supply. After a while, the phone automatically turned on.
Ling Momo swiped twice on her phone and realized that she had uninstalled WeChat a long time ago because she wanted to cut off everything with Enson, so she downloaded another one.
The whole city of
I entered my account number and password and logged in to WeChat.
A lot of messages were sent one after another, and the phone kept ticking. Ling Momo stared at the screen and kept looking at it. Most of them were her previous WeChat friends. She deleted them while looking at them. Until the end, there was one
Ling Momo clicked on the system message and saw Enson's name in it. Ling Momo suddenly felt a long-lost touch in her heart, and she quickly looked over.
The first WeChat message sent by Enson was very recent, about two months ago. It was the day she started filming MTV. Ling Momo's fingers trembled and she scanned the messages below. They were all Enson's.
When it was sent to her, she clicked through it until the end, looking from back to front.
The content of the last WeChat message is: [Enson requests to add you as a friend, leaving a message: Momo, I’m sorry, let’s talk! 】
Ling Momo's heart trembled slightly. She couldn't tell how she felt now. He said that he wanted to talk to her. What should he talk about?
That night, when he treated her so rudely, wasn't it already extremely obvious?
Is it to tell her that she needs to recognize her own duty?
Ling Momo's originally sad heart suddenly became more and more lost. She felt her eyes blurred and continued to look at the line of words in front of her: [Enson requested to add you as a friend, leaving a message: Momo, are you angry? Then
Yiye, I’m really sorry. If you see it, can you please reply?】
Angry?
Why did she have the right to be angry? It was an agreement between you and me to sell herself. If you get the benefits, you have to do things for others. Compared with other women who sell themselves, what he did to her is not excessive.
Ling Momo blinked and continued to read the next content: [Enson asked to add you as a friend and left a message: Momo, I'm really sorry. I was bothered by some things during that time, so I ignored you. If
You really want to meet me, then, how about we make an appointment?】
[Enson requested to add you as a friend and left a message: Momo, I am very worried about you. 】
Most of the content in the subsequent WeChat messages is the same, just like how they chatted before. At about ten o'clock in the evening, I sent her a message: [Good night, have a good rest.]
There were more than a dozen of them. Ling Momo looked at them, and the corners of her lips moved slightly, and her eyes were sore. She wanted to cry, so she tried hard to make herself laugh, her smile was so reluctant, so hard.
of stiffness.
Until Ling Momo saw the last message, she couldn't help but burst into tears: [Enson requested to add you as a friend, leaving a message: I send you the scenery of the world, I hope you can forgive me.]
