Ling Momo's voice trembled slightly, yes, he was living a good life, he must have a girlfriend. When she called, a girl answered the phone, and you could tell from her voice that she was a nice person!
This is so good, this is so good!
She thought that at least once in her life, she should forget herself for someone, not asking for results, not asking for companions, not asking for what she had, or even asking him to love her, but just asking for meeting him in the most beautiful years.
Then she will give her the best happiness without any regrets.
Ling Momo took a deep breath, and she tried her best to curl her lips and smile.
However, the tears still flowed down uncontrollably.
It is said that time is a very powerful thing that can make people forget those things that they never forget, but after so long, she found that he was still so clearly imprinted in her heart and never left.
On the terrace on the second floor, two people were sitting there, drinking afternoon tea.
As far as the eye can see from the castle, the sky is filled with endless lavender.
The wind blows, and the lavender flower spikes sway like a purple ocean.
The man was wearing a white shirt, sitting there calmly, holding a white porcelain cup in his hand, which contained steaming tea.
There was a girl sitting next to him, her hair was all combed, and her facial features were as exquisite as a fairy in a painting. She pouted and frowned and said: "Brother Qingshen, it's really strange. I got a call and
I didn’t say anything and hung up.”
As the girl spoke, she pushed the phone back to Li Qingshen.
Li Qingshen glanced at the phone nonchalantly, pointed to the pills on the table, and said softly: "My dear, take these pills."
Bo Chong'er frowned reluctantly, "No need to eat, the doctor said my health is much better."
"Miscarriage is very harmful to the body, so you can't be so careless." Li Qingshen reminded in a calm tone.
Bo Chong'er lowered her eyes, with a touch of sadness on her expression. After a long time, she said dullly: "Brother Qingshen, I miss the little mat a little bit."
Li Qingshen didn't speak, he just stared at the tea cup in his hand in concentration.
In fact, he missed that girl too.
Bo Chong'er blinked her eyes, with bright pain flashing in her eyes. She raised her fingers to pick up the pills and put them into her mouth, took a sip of water and swallowed them.
Maybe it was because she was going too fast that some pills got stuck in her throat. She was so miserable that she burst into tears. She quickly drank a few more water and then said with a smile: "Brother Qingshen, I will go back at the end of the year."
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Li Qingshen said nothing, but his cell phone suddenly started ticking.
He turned his head, picked up his phone, and saw a text message.
【Happy birthday, teacher.】
His hands trembled, and he immediately held the phone tightly.
It became increasingly difficult to utter a single word.
It turns out that she still remembers him...should she be happy?
Only when you lose can you learn to cherish.
However, when he spent day after day abroad, he finally realized that it was his imagination.
She doesn't care if he leaves or not.
It turned out that she didn't have him in her heart.