The President's Deep Kiss: The Little Woman by the Pillow

Ling Momo quickly took out the charger she always carried with her from her bag, connected it to the power source, and after a while, the phone turned on automatically. www>

Ling Momo swiped twice on the phone, only to realize that she had uninstalled the WeChat software a long time ago because she wanted to cut off everything with enson, so she downloaded a new one.

The city-wide wifi in x city was downloaded extremely quickly, but only a few tens of seconds later, a dialog box popped up on the phone, reminding that WeChat had been downloaded, Ling Momo clicked, entered, took a deep breath, and gently I entered my account number and password, and logged in to WeChat.

A lot of messages came in one after another, the phone kept ticking, Ling Momo stared at the screen, most of them were her former WeChat friends, she deleted while reading, until the end, there was a Ling Momo clicked on the system message, and saw enson's name from inside. Ling Momo suddenly felt a long-lost touch in her heart, and she quickly looked over.

The first wechat message sent by enson is the closest to now, about two months ago, on the day she started filming mtv, Ling Momo trembled her fingers, and scanned one by one below, it was all enson It was sent, so she clicked to the end, looking from the back to the front. [

The content of the last wechat is: [enson requests to add you as a friend, leave a message: Momo, I'm sorry, let's talk! 】

Ling Momo's heart trembled slightly, she couldn't tell how she was feeling right now, he said, he wanted to talk to her, what were they talking about?

That night, when he treated her so rudely, wasn't it very obvious?

Could it be to tell her that she needs to recognize her duty?

Ling Momo's originally sad heart suddenly became more and more lost. She felt that her eyes were blurred, and she continued to look at the line in front of her: [enson requests to add you as a friend, leave a message: Momo, are you angry?That night, I'm really sorry, if you saw it, please reply, please? 】

Angry?

What right does she have to be angry? It's an agreement to prostitute yourself. If you take advantage of it, you have to do things for others. Compared with other women who prostitute themselves, what he did to her is not too much.

Ling Momo blinked, and continued to look at the content of the next item: [enson requests to add you as a friend, leave a message: Momo, I am really sorry, I was troubled by some things at that time, so I ignored you, if You really want to meet me, so how about we make an appointment? 】

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

Further on, most of the content on WeChat is the same, just like the one they used to chat with. At about ten o'clock in the evening, I sent her a message: [Good night, have a good rest. 】

There were more than a dozen of them, Ling Momo looked at them, the corners of her lips moved slightly, her eyes were sore, and she wanted to cry, so she tried her best to make herself smile, so reluctantly, like that stiff.

When Ling Momo saw the last message, she couldn't hold back her tears anymore: [enson requests to add you as a friend, leave a message: send you the scenery of the whole world, I hope you can forgive me. 】