Living With a Temperamental Adonis: 99 Proclamations of Love

Song Qingchun held the finger of her mobile phone, a little trembling because of excitement. After a while, she lowered her head and returned a piece of content that she had sent this number many times: "Excuse me, who are you?"

This time, as before, the text message was sent as if it had fallen into the sea, and there was no response.

Song Qingchun waited a long while staring at the phone screen. She knew that the owner of this number would not reply to her text message at all, but she still sent a message stubbornly: "Who are you?"

She has changed her mobile phone many times in the past two years, but every time she will send the content sent to her to her new mobile phone.

At this moment she held a hint of hope and waited for a reply, waiting for a bit boring, so she read the news that this number sent to herself over the years.

Counting down, the two text messages sent by the two people are accumulated together, but there are only more than twenty, and most of them still ask her who he is.

Each of his text messages is simple and straightforward, and goes straight to the subject. Like being afraid to say more, he is noticed who he is.

In the past, when she was the tallest lady of the Song family, her life was always colorful and bright, and her side was always surrounded by true or false praises of her friends.

At that time, she was not curious about this number, but she only left behind after a short curiosity.

But now, there are only a few remaining friends around her, and many of them have asked her to help, but now she goes to them to help, but they can hide and hide, push and push, and they can’t do anything with her. Unrelated stranger.

She had heard a lot of beautiful words before, but at this time, it was quiet at night. She thought of the Song family’s changes in the past few months. Looking at the boring text messages sent to herself by this number, there was a touch of inexplicableness in her heart. .

In fact, in this world... when she was most down... she wasn't really abandoned...

She has never been a strong person. She has always lived under the protection of Song Menghua and Song Cheng, but reality has forced her to become strong.

She had stood so humble downstairs in Su Zhinian's company, waiting for him day after day, she had also kept the investment for Song's enterprises, letting the other party speak out extremely insulting words, she had even worked for Song's enterprises, Treat yourself as a commodity.

She looked very careless, but she was always sad at the bottom of her heart. Many times she felt very lonely when she couldn't sleep in the middle of the night alone.

However, this text message made her feel warm at this moment.

This warmth made Song Qingchun's heart softer. She looked at the screen of the mobile phone that she never waited for a reply, pondered for a while, and finally sent a text message: "Thank you."

No matter who you are, no matter what your purpose is, I am very grateful. Thank you for making me not so desperate when I am the darkest.

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"Excuse me, who are you?"

"who are you?"

"Thank you."

This was the first time...he texted her and she actually returned three.

Su Zhinian stood in front of the bookcase and stared at the three text messages received intermittently for a long time before turning off the phone, putting it back in the original drawer and locking it.