[What else can I do, hold back the lyrics!] Ling Momo pouted. She had just finished typing this sentence, and then she thought of the lyrics she sent to Enson last time and how well Enson had edited them for her. She immediately sat down.
He straightened his body, rolled his eyes, and sent a WeChat message to Enson with a smile: [Are you busy now?]
【Not busy. What's wrong?】
[Then please look at the lyrics for me, and then help me change them by the way!]
【Okay, send it.】
When Ling Momo saw this sentence, she quickly typed up the lyrics she wrote word by word and sent them to Enson.
However, this time Enson responded to her lyrics very quickly. Within ten minutes, Ling Momo's cell phone heard a ticking sound. She lowered her head and saw a long paragraph of lyrics sent.
come over.
Most of the lyrics she originally wrote were changed this time. Ling Momo read it carefully word by word. The more she read, the more she was amazed in her heart!
"Sometimes I would rather you be a little bit worse to me and I can't stop imagining our eternity. Loving you is a lonely worry. I don't understand the meaning of your smile. I can only persist silently like a sunflower at night. Loving you is lonely.
I wish you could be honest with me and love you all the time, in my own way."
When Ling Momo saw a piece of lyrics, she couldn't help but start to imagine: What kind of person would Enson be? He runs ES Music Entertainment Company, but he can still write such perfect lyrics!
From the lyrics, she could feel that the man was talented!
His cultural background was the richest among all the men she had ever seen. In addition, his delicate mind made people warm. Suddenly, the admiration on Ling Momo's face turned into a bitter smile.
Although she has never met him, just thinking about it alone, she can already feel that Enson is a perfect person!
But can she be worthy of such a perfect person?
Ling Momo lowered her eyes and read the lyrics again, feeling that this passage was simply a portrayal of her psychology.
Her love for Enson is her loneliest concern.
Enson may have seen that Ling Momo didn’t reply to WeChat for a long time, so he sent another message: [What’s wrong? Not good?]
Ling Momo quickly replied: [No! I think it is well written!]
【Thank you!】
【I should thank you, you helped me again!】
【I'm very happy!】
Ling Momo looked at the four words sent by Enson, and suddenly curved her lips, smiled sweetly, and continued chatting with Enson on WeChat until 10:30 in the evening, when Enson reminded Ling Momo to go to bed.
Ling Momo looked at the last WeChat message from Enson: [Good night.] and reluctantly put the phone down. However, at the last moment, she suddenly seemed to have thought of something, picked up the phone again, and then
Changed my personal signature to: [Sometimes I would rather you treat me a little worse.]
If Enson had treated her more badly and not been so kind, maybe she wouldn't be in such a tangled state.
Li Qingshen came out of the shower and picked up his phone. When he saw that the girl didn't reply to WeChat, he thought she must have fallen asleep, so he planned to sleep too. He accidentally scanned the personalized signature that Ling Momo had changed, Li Qingshen.
After pondering for a while, I changed my signature to: [Always loving you, in my own way.]