Li Qingshen didn't reply. He stretched out his hand and fiddled with it a few times. The box opened. It was Ling Momo's birthday.
There aren't many things inside.
Li Qingshen clicked on a mobile phone, and a message reminder was displayed on it.
"Dear Mr. Lu, today is Valentine's Day again. At this time, Miss Ling Momo has reached the legal age of marriage, which is 22 years old. So, dear Mr. Lu, would you consider marrying the most beautiful Ling Momo in the world?
Miss Momo has taken her home as your wife? Mr. Lu, propose quickly, otherwise Miss Lingmomo will sneak away from you!"
There is also a brocade box underneath. When you open it, you will find a sparkling ring.
At the bottom, there is an envelope and a case.
Li Qingshen picked it up and turned it over casually. His expression didn't change much. He put some things into the box again, closed the box, frowned, changed the password, and handed it to the policeman.
Cha, he said calmly: "Thank you." Then he turned and left.
On the way home, Li Qingshen received a call from Ling Momo. Her voice was sweet and charming: "Qingshen, where have you been? Why haven't you come back for so long?"
Li Qingshen's face was filled with a smile and her tone was gentle: "I'll be home soon!"
"Okay, I'll wait for you! Mom made chicken soup, it's very fragrant!" Ling Momo's voice didn't sound unpleasant at all.
After Ling Momo hung up the phone, she stood up and walked to the window. Looking at the drizzle outside, she thought that today was the day when Lu Niange and Jian Chenxi were buried.
To this day, she still feels that they are living beside her.
They gave her love, gave her hate, taught her to grow, taught her jealousy, taught her hatred, taught her tolerance, taught her to let go...
They were once the closest people in her life.
Now, they both left this world.
She was a little sad in her heart, and she had some understanding. Instead of just saying that we were strangers, not owing each other, and breaking up with each other, we could really be strangers. After all, they had lived and bloomed in her world.
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Ling Momo hasn't cried in the past few days.
She felt that she was disguised very well.
But at this moment, she suddenly squatted down and cried like a child. She didn't know why.
Many years ago, when she saw Lu Niange and Jian Chenxi lying on the same bed, she cried for them both like a child.
Now she is crying again.
For what? For the time the three of them were entangled.
You said, she quit the love between three people, why can't they be happy?
Jian Chenxi is also serious. Why is she so confused? If she can't get it, she shouldn't be so persistent and insistent. She has to do this at the cost of her life. Does she really love Lu Niange? Right... she would rather die.
Also want to be with him.
If she hadn't fallen in love with Lu Niange, wouldn't Jian Chenxi have fallen in love with Lu Niange? Then there wouldn't be the current tragedy?
However, if she had not fallen in love with Lu Niange, how could she have met Li Qingshen?
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Li Qingshen hung up the phone and drove the car intently. At this moment, he seemed to suddenly understand why Ling Momo didn't go to Lu Niange's funeral. It was because she and him were over. They were just strangers, strangers.
