Chapter 464: Chapter 464

"How to explain?" Ling Momo added a "question mark" expression.

"You’re in my heart."

The message from Enson contained only four simple words. Thɪs chapter is updatᴇd by NoveI★Fire.net

Ling Momo looked at it for a long time, then suddenly blinked and understood.

After thinking it over carefully, it really seemed like the simplest confession, but she couldn’t help asking, "Why not ’I love you’?"

"To love someone is to hold them in your heart, not just on your lips."

Ling Momo, reading Enson’s reply, felt a sudden tremor at the bottom of her heart. Although this sentence wasn’t said to her, she was still moved by it.

To love someone is to hold her in your heart, not just on your lips.

So, the simplest and most direct confession is a single word "You"—You’re in my heart!

Ling Momo thought, how could a man who utters such fanciful sweet nothings not make her heart flutter, not stir her feelings?

Unable to resist, Ling Momo smiled at her phone and then, unable to contain herself, sent a message, "The girl who gets to marry you in the future is truly lucky!"

"Mhm," Ling Momo replied with a single word, then thought for a moment and added, "A heart like a blooming flower, words romantic, and the ability to earn money—you embody the image of the Prince Charming for many girls. It’s just that I don’t know what you look like."

After sending this message, Ling Momo bit her finger. Originally, she had thought that Enson was as handsome as the landlady had described, but she learned today that it was Li Qingshen who had stayed up all night to look after her. Inevitably, she felt somewhat disappointed. Biting her lower lip, she sulkily added another line, "What do you even look like?"

"Want to see me?" Enson replied.

"Want to see...", Ling Momo typed out these three characters, thought about it, then deleted them, and casually said, "No, just curious as to what you look like!"

"What do you think I should look like?"

Ling Momo tilted her head, pondering, but couldn’t conjure up an image, so she teasingly replied, "I think you must be quite ugly, otherwise you wouldn’t be afraid to meet people."

"..." Enson was speechless.

Ling Momo couldn’t help but chuckle and continued, "But don’t worry, I don’t judge a book by its cover!"

"Well then, I truly thank you!"

"No need to thank me!"

"It’s getting late, aren’t you going to rest?"

Ling Momo glanced at the time—indeed, it was already eleven o’clock. Although she really wanted to chat with him a little while longer, she reluctantly said, "Alright."

Ling Momo put down the phone and lay in the darkness, staring blankly for a long while before closing her eyes and forcing herself to fall asleep.

Perhaps because she had messaged Enson about his appearance, Ling Momo dreamt that night of a dream she had before.

It was after she had deleted Enson from WeChat, she saw a person standing on the street—it was Enson—and she pursued him relentlessly, nonstop... Just when she finally reached him, Enson suddenly disappeared.

This time, it was the same dream. Ling Momo was chasing after Enson all the way, and when she reached him from behind, the man didn’t disappear this time. She held her breath, struggling with all her might, before gently tapping on Enson’s back.