The Best Actor in the Vase of Meiyu

Chapter 1065 A quick glance
Youth is always like this——

It's long and difficult, unrestrained and ostentatious, using up all your energy to laugh and cry loudly until you are exhausted.

Anne raised her eyes, took a deep breath, and tried to lift the corners of her tired mouth slightly into a smile.

"really?"

She has no confidence.

Anson's eyes showed a smile, "You have been doing well, don't you realize it?"

Anne didn't believe it.

Anson, "I'm serious."

"Well, you see, you are still in school and you are also thinking about your career as an actor..."

Before Anson could finish, Anne shook her head gently. "It's too difficult to balance my studies. I've been considering dropping out. As for my career, I haven't thought it through. I'm just worrying about it."

Anson:......

Seeing Anson speechless, Anne couldn't help but chuckle, and her gloomy mood was slightly relieved.

Anson's mouth curled up slightly, revealing a bit of helplessness, "Okay, let's start over again."

Annie was stunned. "Is this possible? This isn't a game save?"

Anson shrugged. "If I say yes, then yes. Who says no?"

Anne was speechless.

Anson said calmly, "What I mean is that you are sensitive, delicate, straightforward, and frank. You have always tried to take care of everyone around you, even if it is not necessary. This keen perception of the world has become your advantage but also your disadvantage."

“You try to be perfect. Regardless of whether you achieve it or not, this persistence and effort is the most precious.”

"So, you are always growing and changing in your own way."

Suddenly, gently but fiercely, Anson's words hit Anne's chest hard, and the barriers in her heart broke bit by bit.

Anne reminded herself that she should dodge and hide her own turmoil and fragility.

But she can't.

Her eyes were fixed on Anson's deep and bright blue eyes. Her heart was beating wildly and Anne couldn't help swallowing.

"Why..." His voice was a little hoarse, "Why are you always so frank? So straightforward that it's irresistible."

Anson did not expect such a response. A smile crept up his lips, like a rainbow in the early summer afternoon, gently, faintly, but still colorfully crossing the sky. "I have been working hard."

"We have too many secrets, maybe scars, maybe pain, maybe sin, maybe weakness, all carefully hidden under the mask."

"The older you get, the more secrets you have. In the end, you become someone you don't even recognize."

"I do not like this."

“So, I’m working on it.”

Anne stared blankly into Anson's eyes. "So, you have no secrets?"

Anson shook his head gently, "No, I still have secrets. Don't get me wrong, I'm not a good person. In fact, I'm a bad person who is selfish and unscrupulous. I'm just... trying to be honest with myself."

puff.

Anne couldn't help laughing and said, "Are you a bad person?"

Anson, "Of course. Look, I realized that the 'Princess Diaries' sequel could be a disaster, so I ran away and left a mess behind."

“Hahaha.” Annie couldn’t control herself anymore and nodded repeatedly. “Okay, I admit it. Now people are saying that I kicked you out of the sequel.”

Anson covered his chest with his hands, "They should have felt my sadness."

"Haha." Annie couldn't hold back again, and her smile completely blossomed, completely losing her image -

But this time, she didn't seem to care.

However, under Anson's gaze, Anne couldn't help but feel embarrassed. She restrained her smile a little and returned to her usual reserved demeanor. "Wait..." Anson said.

Annie's heart skipped a beat, but she managed to calm down. "What's wrong?"

Anson raised his hand to indicate the corner of his mouth, "There are potato chip crumbs on the left corner of your mouth."

Anne didn't believe it. "How could it be possible? I know you've seen me drooling, so a few potato chip crumbs are nothing."

Anson laughed dumbly, "Are you sure? Is it okay to go out like this?"

Annie's eyes widened. "You're not playing a prank?"

Anson spread his hands, looking innocent.

Anne immediately panicked, wiped the corner of her mouth, then looked at Anson with a questioning look.

Anson indicated the position of his mouth corner again, "Your right side. At the corner of your mouth."

Annie was a little flustered, "Your right side, or my right side?"

Anson, "Yours."

Anne wiped it again, but Anson still shook his head, which made Anne suspicious again, "Are you sure it's not a prank?"

Anson raised his hands in a gesture of surrender.

Anne's face was full of hesitation. She wiped the corners of her mouth and raised her eyes to look at Anson. She could see her own reflection in his clear and bright blue eyes.

Then, Annie actually saw some shadows at the corners of her mouth. She couldn't help but exclaimed and quickly raised her hand to wipe it off.

It was a little late for Anne to realize that she was using Anson's pupils as a mirror to look at her own reflection. She froze in embarrassment.

Unexpectedly, Anson saw Anne's stiff movements. Although the potato chip crumbs were wiped off, the grease left in her right hand from grabbing potato chips just now was smeared on her mouth. He raised his right thumb and directly wiped the grease from the corner of Anne's mouth.

Wait, this action.

The rough fingertips and the delicate cheeks rub gently, inadvertently creating some intimate sparks, like electric currents, gently moving between the skin.

Subconsciously, Anson tried to pull his fingers away, but was stunned when he found that static electricity kept their skin stuck to each other.

When he raised his eyes, they met Anne's focused eyes. When their eyes met, time paused at this moment and all the noise disappeared.

Like magnets, their eyes intertwined and entangled, silently shortening the distance, and instinctively, they slowly fell into each other's eyes.

The thumb that stayed at the corner of the mouth to help wipe the oil stains couldn't help but move closer to the lips, gently and rustlingly feeling the temperature and trembling transmitted from the lips.

Before I knew it, my breaths had become tangled together and the sound of my heart pounding against my eardrums was becoming clearer and stronger.

near.

Get closer.

"...I'm used to it. No matter what the appointment time is, he will always be late. I think he is deliberately avoiding physical therapy. Maybe he needs psychological counseling at the same time, otherwise..."

There was rustling and the sound of conversation coming from the door.

Wow.

Suddenly, Anson and Annie were dragged back to reality. They hurriedly shifted their gazes and heads away. This time, Anson's fingers finally got rid of the entanglement of static electricity and were successfully retracted.

The two people were like children who were caught whispering in class by the teacher. They looked out the window with obedient faces and tried hard to pretend that nothing had happened. However, they didn't know that the fact that they didn't look at the blackboard during class was simply a way of trying to cover up the truth. Their suppressed performance was really funny.

But precisely because of this, he was so adorable that the teacher could not bear to blame him and tried his best to control the corners of his mouth that were slightly raised.

It's the same thing in front of me.

The physiotherapy room looked normal, but the problem was that there were only two people, and they avoided looking at each other, without talking or looking at each other. Anyone with a discerning eye could tell that they were avoiding suspicion.

Is it true that you want to avoid suspicion like this?

(End of this chapter)