When the crowd dispersed, they left behind a cake and a table of snacks.
Angela’s eyes were red, and she stared at the table full of food, even to the second floor.
Charlie looked at her and asked softly, "Missing mom?"
Angela came back to her senses and nodded lightly, tears rolled down. She quickly wiped them away with her hands, and said, "Whenever the time comes on my birthday, I miss her so much…"
After speaking, she quickly smiled, looked at Charlie, stretched out her hand, and said in a coquettish tone, "Give me a birthday present. Well, anything will do."
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