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Maximilian Jones grabbed my hand and said, "It's not twelve o'clock yet, I'll celebrate your birthday with you." I couldn't break free, so I could only let him hold me: "No, I've already eaten the cake. It's just a birthday, just a trivial matter." Maximilian Jones' eyes trembled, and his hand was shaking a little. He probably thought of the quarrel on my birthday last time.

Last year's birthday, I understood that he worked hard and booked the restaurant, cake and flowers in advance. Just like this year, I waited for a long time, until the restaurant was about to close in the middle of the night, but Maximilian Jones didn't show up. After I called countless times, he finally answered, and his tone was very impatient: "You're asking for my life! My phone is almost blown up by you! If you have something to say, just say it!" I told him that today was my birthday and I had been waiting for him for a day. But he said, "Why do you remember such trivial things as birthdays so clearly? Wendy didn't do well in the exam and is in a bad mood. I am shopping with her." I said, "Then you go shopping with her, I will celebrate my birthday by myself."

Wendy's crying and aggrieved voice came from the other end of the phone : "Brother Liang, you go to accompany Miranda , I'm fine." Then Maximilian Jones's gentle soothing voice: "Don't say that, I will accompany you. Ignore her, she is so annoying." I will never forget his sarcasm to me before hanging up the phone: " Miranda , I am an independent individual, not your dog. Who I am with and where I am is none of your business."