Then, she added, “At least not now. I don’t know how to face him.”
Luo Anning nodded and said to the other end of the phone, “Qian ge, Mo Mo is a little tired. Another Day.”
No one knew what Mo Qian ge said on the other end, but Luo Anning answered repeatedly until she hung up the phone.
Lu Mo was absent-mindedly teasing little handsome. His eyes were dim, and Luo Anning sighed. In the end, she didn’t say anything.
The first button was wrong, but you only realized when you buttoned the last button that some things were wrong in the beginning, but only in the end did you have to admit it.
The current Mo Mo was only the person who had just realized that the button was wrong, licking his wounds alone in the sorrow of having to admit it.
In fact, there was nothing in this world that could not be forgiven. There was only a mood that could not be forgiven.
As long as she changed her mood, the world would be completely different.
All she needed was time.
