Director's growth history

Ordinarily, at the beginning, maybe she really didn't have the strength, but after eating so much food, she will definitely regain her strength enough to walk by herself. 【@】If she is not here, can she really not go to the bathroom?Fang Yuan shook his head involuntarily.He couldn't bring her any closer to him.Taking care of her by myself because she was sick and needed care and there was no one else at school.But if there was an unnecessary misunderstanding with Kong Shuanghua because of taking care of her, and if there was a storm all over the city, then no one would be able to explain it.

After her body returned to normal, Fang Yuan made up her mind and went back to Fang Shujuan's room.

Fang Shujuan was quietly half lying on the bed, looking at him intently, with tenderness and concern in her eyes.Fang Yuan regained her composure and said, "Shujuan, you'd better go to bed early. As for me, I may be writing until late at night, so don't disturb you. I'm going back to my dormitory."

After finishing speaking, he stopped looking up at Fang Shujuan, and lowered his head to pack his laptop, shut it down, and unplug it.When he turned to go out, he didn't look back, he just stopped and said, "Shujuan, my phone is always on, if you need anything, call me."

As the door closed, Fang Shujuan's heart sank.Fang Yuan left without being seduced by her meticulous and casual temptation. Does this mean that Fang Yuan will leave her?Does he really want to establish a lover relationship with Kong Shuanghua?Doesn't he know that he is the best choice for him?Who can give selflessly, who can support silently behind the scenes, who can not ask for anything in return?Tears fell down again.

Just now I was still full of joy, I felt that I had a very delicious meal, I felt that I was the happiest woman in the world, and in a blink of an eye, I returned from heaven to hell.Fang Shujuan shook her head, feeling helpless in her heart.

Fangyuan opened his notebook to write his own report materials, but he still couldn’t calm down for a long time. Although the ideas discussed with Yao Changqing during the day had already been typed on the computer, the ideas were only the skeleton. Clever kneading.But when my thoughts are often interrupted by that strange moment in the bathroom, I can't write this manuscript no matter what.

Fang Yuan paced back and forth in the room, feeling very restless!After drinking a few sips of water, it was still the same. When I went out to get some air, it seemed to be a little better, but when I returned to the dormitory, there was still no water in the dry spring and the rope was knotted. I couldn't open my mind about how to write down.Fang Yuan simply took his mobile phone, left the dormitory, and jogged on the dark and empty playground.