Song Mo looked up at Song Jing who was sitting on the leather sofa opposite.
Song Mo couldn't describe what this feeling was like. It was a feeling he had never felt for Song Jing before. He had never felt it for anyone but Song Jing.
The DJ in his ears was deafening, covering up the smoke curling up next to Song Jing, covering everything around him, until the DJ in his ears was so small that only Song Jing's voice could be heard.
Song Jing half-knocked his eyes and looked at Song Mo's stunned expression and said, "Sit here."
Song Mo was shattered by his words and stood up and walked to Song Jing. The people who were leaning against Song Jing walked away consciously, with reluctance written all over their faces.
Song Mo said something before Song Jing could speak.
"Song Jing, I like you"
Song Jing was obviously stunned for a moment, and then returned to his original laziness and mischief.
"So"
He happens to be lonely and he happens to be naive.
Purpose: Learn to truly reborn on the road of life