Let me go, why are you so weird?"

"Then I sent your mother a WeChat message last night, but she also said something was wrong with you." Shengxia was actually not angry at An Ji for not entering the store three times, "Tell me about you, An Ji, you are such an adult..."

Why don’t you just tell us what’s on your mind?”

"Isn't it the place where I usually go to find you when I can't think about it? You're doing well now. You don't regard me and your mother as people who can talk to each other at all!"

"Oh, my little ancestor An'an, you finally laughed!" Shengxia didn't expect that she had already tried her best to make An Ji laugh for a long time, "You, you, no wonder Aunt He has been

I don’t want to trust you!”

Pouting his lips, An Ji also knew that he had fallen into a strange circle in the past few days.

If it were his own career, An Ji would probably only feel joy and disappointment whether it was successful or not. But whether it was Hang Luo or the costume design for the screening ceremony, it was not his own career.

The trust, encouragement and comfort from the people around him made An Ji feel like a child who made mistakes every time he failed, and he was tolerated in everything.

But An Ji is almost thirty, and he also has a strong sense of responsibility. He would rather get the criticism he deserves for his immaturity and mistakes.

"I understand how you feel. You feel guilty and feel sorry for everyone, right?"

"This kind of thing happened to me when I was in high school. At that time, I was doing activities for the school, and sometimes I made some small oversights..."

Winter is already halfway over, and spring is almost here. However, this is the coldest time of the year, and the wind blowing through your hair can actually make you flinch.
Chapter completed!