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Chapter 175 Cry?

If you really want to be with someone forever, then don’t rush to let her know how good you are to her. If you do everything to the extreme, then she will only feel that you are becoming less and less satisfied in the future.

What's more, a person's simple kindness to a person may not necessarily bring true love. In love, there is no one who cannot look up to him. If a person is too humble, that love will probably die prematurely, and what he wants is equal love and support each other.

Therefore, he must stick to the rules and proceed step by step before he can last forever.

After dinner, Li Qingshen drove Ling Momo home. His speed was always as elegant and calm as he was like a person.

The car was still very quiet as when I came. Ling Momo had just slept for a long time and was completely sleepy at this time. She and Li Qingshen had never had any topics to talk about, and they didn't know what topics to talk to him at this time. However, in the hidden space of the car, the two of them were silent and the atmosphere became more and more awkward. Ling Momo racked his brains and thought about it again and again, and finally said: "Well, let's play a song."

As she said, she reached out and pressed the switch of Li Qingshen's car music.

Then there was a soothing music. Ling Momo was familiar with it. She was about to ask what song it was, but then she heard that the song was her new song.

She had just finished recording and hadn't tried it out yet. Why was Li Qingshen already in the car?

She looked at Li Qingshen in a little surprised. Li Qingshen could see her suspicion and explained in a faint way: "I'll let them pass it on to me and listen to the effect."

Ling Momo said oh, and didn't say anything.

The car became quiet again.

Only Ling Momo's singing echoed in the car.

The lyrics of Ling Momo have long been remembered. At this moment, it is almost eleven o'clock in the night, neon lights flashing everywhere on the road outside the car window. Ling Momo looked at the outdoor scene and listened to this song, and suddenly felt a sad feeling.

This is a secret love...

She still remembers that when she wrote this song, it was because of Enson's inspiration. At that time, she had not realized that she was already moved by Enson. She didn't understand that anxiety was so-called worrying about Enson's failure to reply to the news.

She found the feeling inexplicably under the reminder of Li Qingshen, and wrote this poem.

The last lyrics of this song were changed by Enson for her...

The busy period of this period made her gradually less sad, but the sudden thought of her still made her mood reach a low point again.

The song has already sung the lyrics written by Enson——Loving you is like a kind of faith, so pious that you are covered in bruises.

The song was already sad and lingering. With this lyrics, Ling Momo's heart suddenly felt a thrust pain. She couldn't help but slowly clench the chain, and turned her head to look at the night view outside the window, and her eyes gradually became wet.

She kept forcing herself not to think about enson, but suddenly in this quiet night, when she thought of him, she realized that she was actually missing him so much, missing every word and sentence between her and him on WeChat, every bit, missing his meticulousness, his tenderness, his understanding, and his simple and philosophical words.

I just don’t know how he is doing every day now? Is he aware of the lack of someone who chats with him about WeChat? Are he feeling lost? Are he regretted it?

Li Qingshen drove the car quietly, looking at the silent girl through the rearview mirror, his eyes slightly became a little dazed.

Hyatt Hotel is very close to Ling Momo's home and is about to approach the destination soon. Li Qingshen slowed down the car and slowed down. Although he was unwilling to do so, the car slowly drove to the destination.

The car parked steadily downstairs of Ling Momo's house.

When Ling Momo saw home, he hurriedly adjusted his mentality, lowered his head slightly, untied his seat belt, turned his head, smiled sweetly at Li Qingshen, and said softly: "Teacher, thank you for sending me back."

After saying that, she turned around and wanted to get out of the car, but Li Qingshen suddenly reached out and grabbed her wrist. Ling Momo's body trembled, turned her head in surprise, and then touched Li Qingshen's deep eyes.

Li Qingshen captured the redness in Ling Momo's eyes, and his eyes became particularly serious: "Cry?"

Ling Momo blinked her eyes, and her face still maintained the faint smile she had just now. She did not nod or spoke, but just allowed the silence to spread endlessly. She was afraid that she would not be able to maintain such a smile after taking action, and tears fell down her eyes.

Li Qingshen stared at Ling Momo for a long time before gently letting go of her wrist.

Ling Momo was free, so he quickly pushed the door and got out of the car. However, after just two steps, the sound of Li Qingshen calling his name came from behind. She turned around and saw the car window falling. Li Qingshen's handsome face became more and more confusing under the street lights. He said, "I will pick you up tomorrow afternoon."

Ling Momo nodded, "Okay, thank you teacher, teacher, I'll go in first."

Li Qingshen didn't know why Ling Momo suddenly turned red. He didn't say anything. He looked at her eyes and couldn't help but ask again: "Are you okay?"

Ling Momo naturally knew what Li Qingshen was referring to, and curled his lips and smiled: "I'm fine, I'm listening to the song."

Li Qingshen nodded half-believingly and half-doubtedly, his eyes never moved away from her face.

The look seemed to see through what she was thinking.

Ling Momo said unnaturally again: "Goodbye, teacher."

"Goodbye." Li Qingshen nodded, his eyes still stayed on her.

Ling Momo calmed down his mind, waved his hand politely and obediently at Li Qingshen, and turned around and walked away.
Chapter completed!
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