C331 A Little Melancholy

It was quiet in the bedroom. Ling Yun'er took out her diary and looked through her old diary. Clean happiness, every happy moment with him, she would use her pen to draw down the beautiful moment.

At this moment, her heart was in disarray, dancing wildly like an unruly wind. Women's minds were always meticulous and sensitive. Thinking of Meng Jingya's words