"Don't do that, Ange." Quan Mo took her into his arms, his chin rested against her head, and his voice was magnetic and hoarse, "Don't be like this, don't be like this......"

The way she looked made him panic.

An Ge let him hold him, quietly listening to his voice, his eyes looking ahead, without any focus in his eyes.

Can't quarrel.

Don't quarrel.

Quan Mo loves her, he loves her, she has to understand, she has to be moved......

An Ge desperately told herself that today was Quan Mo's birthday, she wanted him to be happy, she shouldn't quarrel, she couldn't make Quan Mo uncomfortable......

But what should she do?

She has no potential to be an actress, and she can't perform moving.

Truman.

She is Truman, and she puts all the effort and dedication into it, and in the end it is just a Truman world...... How ironic.

The car drove into the boundary of the Quanjia family and stopped next to the fountain in front of the villa.

An Ge gently let go of Quan Mo's hand, got out of the car, and walked towards the villa.

"Ange—"

Kwon Mo couldn't remember how many times he had called her name tonight, and every time he did, he couldn't ignore the sense of panic in his body that had vanished.

"I'm going to take a shower, I'm tired."

An Ge said lightly, holding the hem of his skirt in both hands, and the red tail dragged an arc on the ground......

“……”

Quan Mo stared at her back, closed his eyes, and stood helpless.

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An Ge walked upstairs alone, dressed in heavy evening clothes, and walked all the way to a glass window.

She stood there silently.

In the glass window, it is full of trophies and trophies she has won in the past few years, many, many and newest...... is her favorite solo voice acting award.

She used to think that all of this was earned by her hard work, by her ability......

An Ge raised his hand, his palm pressed against the cold glass, his eyes stared blankly at the trophy inside, tears instantly fell from his eyes, and his cheeks drooped......

How many of the trophies here really belong to her?

An Ge pushed open the window and picked up the trophy of the personal dubbing award from it, which was a crystal seat, with a clear and beautiful color...... She stroked the trophy, her fingertips rubbing it a little.

A steady footstep sounded as it stopped behind her.

An Ge didn't turn around, just looked at the crystal seat in his hand, and raised it with one hand to wipe away the tears on his face.

"It's past twelve o'clock, and my birthday is over." Quan Mo's indifferent voice sounded behind her, and every word was very hard, "Don't secretly shed tears, just scold me if you want to." ”

He couldn't bear her to cry silently like this.

Is it past twelve o'clock?

His birthday...... Is it over?

"Is that okay?" An Ge didn't turn around, just stared at the crystal seat in his hand and asked, "Can I ask?" Can I be noisy? ”

But he's doing it for her good.

Can she quarrel over this? Can you?

"What do you want to ask?"

Quan Mo stood behind her, looking at her in his suit, her figure was so slender, not like a hand, her skirt was spread out on the ground, like a red flower, that kind of red...... It's like it's rusty.

"I don't ask how many of these trophies you have involved, I just ask this one." An Ge held the trophy and turned around slowly, "The organizing committee suddenly set up a personal best dubbing award, is there a 'credit' from you?" ”

She asked sharply.

It was a question he couldn't answer.

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Author's note: Today's update is complete, so let's have a good time.