C385 Wishful Thinking

Ling Yun'er's right hand hung powerlessly as her phone fell onto the carpet. She was lonely and did not make a sound. Ling Yun'er's mind was in a mess as she repeated Meng Jingya's words over and over again.

She wasn't a naive and ignorant girl who was in love with spring. Meng Jingya's voice just now was obviously filled with the laziness of an emotional event. Furthermore