And now, hearing that name all of a sudden, Ling Momo still felt a wave of dizziness.
Some people, who clearly agreed to forget, some people, who haven't thought about for a long time, yet occasionally hearing his name still caused piercing pain in the bottom of her heart.
Because she had once loved unreservedly with all her heart, because she had once blindly fallen in love like a moth to a flame, she always thought she could get past it, let go of it, but in the end, she found it very hard.
It was very hard.
Yet, Ling Momo felt she had become numb.
Perhaps she was truly heartbroken to the point where she no longer felt the pain.
The elevator doors closed slowly, descending steadily.
Jian Chenxi clutched her phone, speaking softly and sweetly into the call, mostly uttering sweet nothings.
