God knows that at this moment, I hope someone will say to her with great certainty that your aunt and grandmother will be fine.

But she knew that this was her luxury.

Birth, old age, sickness and death are common. When my aunt and grandmother are old, she has really reached the end of her life.

She understands the truth, but she just can't control her emotions.

The waiting at this moment was a torment for Ling Momo, and it continued to swallow her heart with dense pain.

The more Ling Momo waited, the more she felt lonely and pitiful, and her mood became more and more depressed and bitter.

Once the negative energy is turned on, it will always make people feel more and more depressed. Ling Momo began to feel a little pitiful in the end. She found that she still doesn’t even have a friend to talk to, so who would say to her the comforting words she just thought about?

A tear fell from Ling Momo's eyes and hit the palm of her palm.

When women are fragile, they always think back to the past and yearn for dependence. The person they depend and think about is often the one they like most in their hearts.

Ling Momo is no exception. Time passes by bit by bit. In a blink of an eye, it is already late at night. The door of the operating room has not been opened yet. The life and death of great-grandmother is uncertain. Ling Momo is as hard as a year, and it is extremely difficult.

The great-grandmother has two daughters and two sons, and the grandson and grandchildren and OnePlus have seven or eight, but none of them are in the hospital.

The hospital was very quiet late at night, and she was the only one in the dim corridor. Ling Momo was even more eager for someone to talk with her.

Perhaps this emotion was constantly causing trouble, and her mind began to appear repeatedly.

Once upon a time, when she was sad and upset, every time she sent him a WeChat message, he would comfort her and listen to her confidant. When she was crying like a child because of Li Qingshen's slap in his arms, he also coaxed her patiently.

She suddenly missed that time. If Enson had kept the contact with her, she would not have been so confused and helpless at this time.

After so long, she always thought she could forget enson, and she always thought she could suddenly not love enson as if she didn't love Lu Niange. Although she and Enson rely on WeChat to understand each other, she found that enson and Lu Niange were different.

Enson came with her when she was most embarrassed, and it really brought her a lot of touch and heart-warming.

Ling Momo lowered her head and looked at her fingertips, and suddenly realized that she wanted to enson very much at the moment.

I want to talk to him, just like before, even if I just ask each other casually, "Is it here?" or "I'm here."

Ling Momo thought about it, as if she had lost her mind, took out her phone. She stretched out her finger and pressed the lock screen key, and found that her phone was in a state of shutdown.

She quickly took out the power bank she carried with her from her bag, connected the power supply, and after a while, the phone automatically turned on.

Ling Momo swiped on his phone twice, and finally clicked on WeChat.

At first, she thought that as long as she deleted the chat history between her and Enson, she could forget the enson, but later she found that she always clicked on the enson WeChat intentionally or unintentionally. She was afraid that she could not control herself and took the initiative to find enson, so she blocked the enson.

So long has passed, Enson didn't look for her, I'm afraid even he himself didn't know that he was already lying on her blacklist.

Ling Momo lowered her eyelids to cover the dullness in her eyes, as if she was struggling with something. After most of the day, she entered the blacklist and released Enson from it.

Enson's name and avatar have not changed, exactly the same as before. When Ling Momo saw it, his heart seemed to be poked hard by something sharp, and there was an indescribable sorrow.

Ling Momo clicked on Enson's information and found that there were many more updates in his circle of friends.

She pursed her lower lip and tapped in.

All the posts on his Moments were screenshots, and were screenshots of adding her friends.

He and she are not friends, she can only see ten items. From bottom to top, the last item was about two months ago. The day she started shooting MV, he posted a screenshot.

[enson requests to add you as a friend, leave a message: Momo, I'm sorry, let's have a good talk.]

Is he actually posting these things in his circle of friends to show her?

Ling Momo's heart trembled slightly, and for a moment she couldn't tell what she felt now.

He said, he wanted to talk to her, what should he talk about?

Didn’t he have been extremely obvious when he treated her so rudely that night?

Did you tell her that she needs to recognize her duties?

Ling Momomo spent two seconds and continued to look at the next circle of friends: [enson requested to add you as a friend, leave a message: Momo, don't be angry.]

angry?

What qualifications do she have to be angry? It is a self-selling agreement that you are willing to sell your body. If you get the benefits, you have to do things for others. What he does to her is no longer an exaggeration than other women who sell their body.

Ling Momo blinked and continued to look at the updates in the circle of friends behind.

【enson requests to add you as a friend, leave a message: Momo, sorry.】

[Enson requests to add you as a friend, leave a message: If you really want to meet me, then, can we make an appointment?]

[enson requests to add you as a friend, leave a message: Momo, I am very worried about you.]

【…】

There were ten circles of friends. Ling Momo's eyes became sore as she looked at her. She wanted to cry, but she tried hard to make herself laugh, although she laughed very stiffly.

Until Ling Momo saw the last message, she could no longer help but burst into tears.
Chapter completed!