"Loving you is like a belief, so devout that I'm covered in wounds."
When Ling Momo read this line, she herself was shocked.
She had never imagined that Enson could write such a beautiful and touching sentence.
Then her heart suddenly trembled; Enson had said he was busy last night... was it to edit lyrics for her?
Ling Momo's blood suddenly began to boil, and that warm feeling filled her heart once more, giving her a taste of happiness.
Ling Momo couldn't help but tightly clutch her phone, her lips slowly curling into a shy smile.
Ling Momo was dazed for a while before her soft fingers slowly typed a line on her phone, "I didn't expect you could write lyrics, and such stunning ones at that!"
