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Chapter 334

Have you ever loved someone?

Such a simple and indifferent sentence involved all the things that had been sealed in her heart.

At this time last year, she began to travel around the world to record beautiful scenery.

At this time last year, she said to someone in front of the grave of my great aunt's grandmother that she was the only one left in this world. He said that she still has him.

At this time last year, she began to fall in love with someone gradually.

In a blink of an eye, a year has passed.

"Momo, what's wrong?" Lin Xiaorou's voice came. Ling Momo blinked her eyes and came to her senses. She bent her lips and continued to walk forward with Lin Xiaorou. As she walked, Ling Momo suddenly made a sound and asked: "Xiaorou, what is the number of today?"

Lin Xiaorou reported the date, and Ling Momo then lowered her eyes. Last year, today was his birthday.

Ling Momo immediately said to Lin Xiaorou: "I won't go to class anymore, I have something to do."

After saying that, she turned her head and walked back towards the dormitory. Lin Xiaorou pouted, then took steps and returned with Ling Momo.

Ling Momo returned to the dormitory and sat in front of the dormitory's landline. She raised her hand several times, then fell several times. After repeated many times, she finally grabbed the microphone and pressed a string of numbers on it in one breath.

Ling Momo held the microphone tightly, and his fingers turned a little white because of the force.

Beep beep beep beep beep.

After ringing this sound three times in a row, it only took more than ten seconds, but Ling Momo felt like he was living like a year.

Finally answering the phone, Ling Momo's heart suddenly rose to her throat. She closed her eyes gently and was about to open her mouth to speak, but she heard a female voice coming from inside, which was very nice, soft and soft: "Hey, hello."

Lin Xiaorou has been observing Ling Momo carefully. After she saw the girl sending a text message, two tears obviously fell to the ground. Lin Xiaorou and Ling Momo have lived together for nearly nine months. She always felt that Ling Momo was like an emotional person. Now, when she suddenly saw her crying, she was at a loss and couldn't help but speak, saying, "Momo, what's wrong with you?"

Ling Momo turned her head, tears filled her eyes, but a faint and beautiful smile appeared on the corner of her lips. She shook her head and said, "It's okay."

As soon as I finished speaking, tears kept falling.

Lin Xiaorou quickly pulled out the tissue, handed it to Ling Momo silently, quietly accompanied her, and watched her cry.

Ling Momo cried for a while before she smiled and wiped away her tears. She smiled a little embarrassedly, and suddenly spoke, asking: "Didn't you ask me if you have ever loved someone?"

Lin Xiaorou nodded gently, then said in a low voice: "Momo, I just asked casually, I won't touch your sad things, right? Sorry."

Ling Momo shook his head and said, "No need to say sorry, it really reminds me of the person I have always thought about."

Lin Xiaorou looked at Ling Momo in surprise and asked back: "Who is it?"

"A man I can't bear to forget." When Ling Momo mentioned this person, the smile on her face was warm, beautiful, but bitter.

Lin Xiaorou didn't say anything and stared at Ling Momo quietly.

She always thought Ling Momo was a girl with a story.

Ling Momo paused, then lazily leaned on the chair, raised his hand, and slowly drew it on the table. Lin Xiaorou didn't pay attention to what her fingers were drawing.

Only Ling Momo knew in her heart that what she drew was two people who affected her life.

enson.

Deep love.

She repeatedly drew the names of these two people. At the end, the memories she had never wanted to touch were shaken out bit by bit.

Her voice was a dazed voice and she said softly: "I have loved two men at the same time."

Her story is long and beautiful.

When she told Lin Xiaorou, she hid a lot of things.

Enson uses the first man, and Li Qingshen uses the second man.

Lin Xiaorou listened very seriously. It was not until Ling Momo finished speaking for a long time before Lin Xiaorou spoke and said, "From your story, you can hear that you like the second man very much. Why aren't you with him? He is so nice to you."

Ling Momo smiled, with a bright sadness in his eyes, "Because I'm not worthy of him."

Some things are inconvenient to speak to Lin Xiaorou, such as her and Enson's unspoken rules, such as she has also had sex with Li Qingshen, so it is inevitable that Lin Xiaorou has such questions.

Ling Momo paused and said, "He deserves a better girl."

Lin Xiaorou said: "What about the first one? He asked you to meet, have you met?"

"No." Ling Momo shook his head and said, "I knew clearly at that time that I had fallen in love with others. I was sorry for the first man, and I was sorry for the second man. They were all very good, and I was the bad person."

"Do you regret it?"

"No regrets." Ling Momo answered directly without thinking. She never regretted what she did at the beginning, just like she never regretted loving them in the past. Maybe now she no longer has such deep love for Enson, and she only has the debt she never forgets.

Even now she is in endless longing, she has never regretted it.

If you love him, you want to make him better!

Even though she was really not doing well, she knew it was the result she had brought it to herself.

A mistake turns into eternal regret.

Looking back, it has been a century of life.

People always have to pay the price for what they have done by doing their own way.

At this point, the only thing she regrets is that she shouldn't have been blinded by the hatred that Jian Chenxi called her, and embarked on such a path that was despised and embarrassing.

"Then what's going on now?" Lin Xiaorou asked softly after a long time.

"The first man was doing well, and we occasionally sent WeChat to chat, and the second man we had never contacted, but I think he was doing well, too."
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