The idea had persisted until now, turning into a decision. Ling Momo took out her phone and pondered over her WeChat conversation with Enson for a long time before she finally began to type. Her heartbeat accelerated, and her fingers trembled along with it.
She said, "Enson, let's meet."
She really wanted to see what the man she had fallen for looked like, and she wanted even more to have meals and coffee with him face to face, to wake up and see him...
So, she wanted to meet him.
Ling Momo looked at the characters she had typed, bit her lower lip, took a deep breath, and then slowly pressed send.
As the message on WeChat was sent, Ling Momo's heart pounded violently.
How would he respond?
Would he agree...
If, if he did agree, then in real life, at last, at last they would be connected.
Momo, thinking alone, felt her heart warm up like spring was blooming within.
