Hope You’ve Been Well

"No need to find zero." Zhuang Fan Xin usually did not soar, a little anxious, the taxi did not have a stable car. I know that the phone is not clear, let him come home, listen to the appearance of the scene.

He five years old and I know the first time, in the office of the Australian Institute, he waited for his dad to get off work, and he was so good to get off work. Will you draw? This is the opening between them, who asked who can't remember it, anyway, it will be quite.

Later, in order to save things, Zhuang Xiangli or Yu Yuan boat gave them homework, painting the tree painting teaching building to paint the cleaning aunt, the Academy of Fine, in the time of the time waiting for get off work. They grow up, go to the studio to write born, learn to design to participate in the competition, and the parents of each other are busy, and the minimal illness disaster will give each other as a nanny.

Zhuang Fan is in a hurry, I bought some fruit in the convenience store at the entrance of the community. There is a small pharmacy next to it, and I bought the box. Out of the elevator to the door, he press the doorbell: "I know? I am coming."

Opening the door is a long boat.

"Grandma?" Zhuang Fan thought that the grandmother did not live at home, so he knew him to take care. Entered the door, the room was very quiet, he asked: "Grandma, what happened?"

Yan Yuanzhou said: "He is very good."

"Ah? I thought he was sick." Zhuang Fan Xin felt a situation, took out the fruit just bought, "Grandma, the strawberry gave you, the boss said particularly sweet."

Yan Yuanzhen sighed, the spiritual appearance and the art exhibition were completely different, and there was no professor's majesty, just like an ordinary old lady tired for the family. Zhuang Fan is coming to chat with it, the room is still so quiet, what is it, I will not be at home?

He excuses to wash your hands, no one is in the bedroom, can't help but ask: "Grandma, where is it?"

Yan Yuanzhou refers to the balcony and sighs. Zhuang Fan's dark road, I went through the window, I saw the wall of the small balcony, it appeared in special self-closing.

He understands that it is generally criticized to be closed, and this is 80% and knows Christmas.

Zhuang Fan is thinking about how to mediate, said: "Grandma, I listen to his voice like a cold, what should I do if I have a long time?"

"There is also a thought to move you as a salvation, I see him quite awake." The old lady said. Zhuang Fan's heart goes back, biting his teeth: "Grandma, then I am bored alone, you let him come out to entertain me."

Yuan boat still disagree, don't know how much fire in my heart, Zhuang Fan's heart grinding his mouth, lying the old lady to the room, and then rescued, the other side helped the wall and hidden.

Going back to the bedroom, the two are in the bed, and Zhuang Fan's heart looks at the pale face. He is curious to die: "What is the situation, how long have you been facing?"

Answer: "Start at 8 in the morning."

A sound, the voice of the voice was dumb. It is now two o'clock in the afternoon, Zhuang Fan's heart hand cup water: "Grandma is too embarrassed, because did you not go to the art show yesterday? You are also, there is something to say."

"Blame I." I know, "I didn't go home last night."

The missing night is not at home, and it has not been to the school, it is really wild. Zhuang Fan people think of the work permit of Gu, ask: "What do you have? Can you say?"

I know soft softly, on the pillow: "There is a friend to go back, I have seen it."

Which school has been holiday so early, the United States, Zhuang Fan's heart reaction: "The young tea is the second part of the tea ?!"

I know that I am angry and weak: "He sent me back in the morning, just like a grandmother to go to me, hit it, just ... Grandma is not allowed to play with him."

Only the outside of the boat, only the grandson is around. I have always loved, so I have sent such a big temper. Zhuang Fan remembers that he has not intended to the school, is it because of the relationship between grandmother?

"Grandma knows you is gay?"

I knew that nodded, the ancestors did not clearly talk, but the long-lasting life has already understood. A few years ago, the Afternate Hospital of the Fame and Rights Activities, Yan Yuan Zhou Deh is highly expected, and it is the first to participate in the faculty and staff, and special works.

Zhuang Fan is not looking for a reason from idols, guess: "Is there a problem with the senior?"

Is learning too bad? Mix? Will not be a criminal of the United States?

The more you guess it, the more you define, and Zhuang Fan is in a hurry: "What are you selling?"

I know how to open: "He is the son of my father in law."

When I left, I left the evening, Zhuang Fan's heart pocket with sweater hat, and I looked at his birthday gift. He stopped in the side of the road, he didn't breathe after the impact. He took a few mouthfuls of cool breeze.

Not good, he will slowly walk along the sidewalk. When he arrived at home, he was black and bought with a large market next to the small road. Just drinking hot soup, a black dog comes over, Samoyed, riding a supermarket, starts to arch.

"Boss!" Zhuang Fan said back, "Mao is being embarrassed!"

The boss after the cashier: "Nothing! Normal love!"

Zhuang Fan is staring at the dog, I feel that the black dog is so like Bond? The intersection flashed one, holding the traction rope and mobile phone, is the law of Bond's law.

Gu Yan saw him, quite no face: "I laughed."

Zhuang Fan's heart asked: "Is Bond not sterilized? How do you have this kind of need?"

"Absolutely fertility, I can't help it." Gu said, "After the Eastern is unbeaten from the palace, don't you still have a few little beauty."

The two people who took the small bench on the door of the supermarket and cooked, and the words were a bamboo wheel, and I still remembered it: "Right, my mom returned at noon."

The view of Xueman's posture stage, the guarantee, the guidance, telling the people, and the tone is relatively serious. Zhuang Fan is stunned, holding radish block prisoners: "That means ..."

Gu Yi said that the radish was eaten: "It means to study hard, and I have eight points in my home tomorrow morning."

Zhuang Fan is tones, and he is much more exciting today. It is really not scared. In the eyes of the lover, the microscope is installed, and if he has changed, he asked him.

His support, can you tell others?

Can you make someone else?

"I am going to know the home." Zhuang Fan moved to the point, the special attire, the opposite of the juncture, the people who didn't be able to live, "I fuck" two or three people.

"So that is his brother? Is the same father?"

"It's not his dad, the mother's mother and his dad are two married." Zhuang Fan said, "But his dad was about to abandon his mother because the mother of the mother, so the grandmother did not allow them to be together."

Gu Yan frowned: "No, this can I feel rare."

Zhuang Fan said: "I didn't know when he was in the beginning." He didn't follow his dad. "

Everyone's dogs know how to hurry, they only take care of others' gossip, and they are not too happy to talk, and they share the soul.

Soon is a good night, it is successful with the netizens in the game, and changed the chat group to "strongly celebrate the Shengzheng". .

Talking is very, but under the night, I didn't find the blush of the heart of Zhuang Fan.

The two regiments were suddenly difficult for a long time, and the Drawing of the Human Heart was designed, and the face was more arrogant. In fact, he did not tell, no one can tell, and he can't be declared in the mouth.

In the afternoon, I know that I wrapped in a fever. I have bought medicine. After I fed, I said, "I told grandmother, she knew that you will be fined."

I know that I am dead and seize him: "You spare me, is it a penalty?"

"What is going on?" Zhuang Fan asked.

I looked at him, I was silent, and I didn't know how to burn it, and I was clear. Zhuang Fan's heart is awake, standing three points, standing up, sitting on the bed, but the buttocks are standing back in the bed.

"You have not returned at night, where did you sleep?"

"at the hotel."

Zhuang Fan Xin : "Do you or ..."

"Not yourself." I know that I blouse.

Zhuang Fan's heart: "Is you uncomfortable because?"

I know: "It was done."

Sitting, Zhuang Fan is sitting in bed, asking the hotel, he has guessed, but the impact of the other person's pro is still huge. He can't imagine a sense of sensibility ... and dare not imagine, but completely can't be imagined!

I can't even manage it, I'm asked: "What feel?"

Answer: "If you find it, try it."

That way, Zhuang Fan's heart is hot until evening, it is hot, flat lying in the nest, wants to let the words are lying next to him, want to talk to Gu Yan, felt.

He turned over to hug Munqi, and he wanted Monchiger, too small, and hugged a pillow in Munqi. "Baby." He led the third time, the second half of the sentence, "Oak and Komatsu, Demato and Samoyed, Yang Hao and Xiaolong, I am with you."

Zhuang Fan is in bed, pressed the pillow buried his face, he has not given a statement of strawberries, it is suitable when writing homework tomorrow?

The brain burned the fire sea, he had a feeling, the palm gradually became the lower abdomen.

Hey, Zhuang Xiangxun pushed: "Sleep?"

Zhuang Fan is almost scared: "No, no."

"Get up, the study is all your draft, pack it." Zhuang Xiangxi shot opened the light, seeing messy pillows and dolls, "What are you doing, but also potato addiction?"

Zhuang Fan's heart climbed up, the first floor of the thick sweat, organized a good study and called Zhao Xiuqiu to the garden sterilian fertilizer, housework is sour, and I slept in bed.

I saw the guilty in the next day, Zhuang Fan hidden swimmed into the impetuous, people who relieve hearts, he hit the feet under the table, the elbows frequently crossed the three eight lines, and they were tallied to the other side.

"I yesterday bathing and shower gel, you smell me?"

"... incense." Gu Yu changed the draft paper, "Sit hard, I will give you a set of secrets, don't you say the end of the time?"

Zhuang Fan's heart learned noon, Gu Yan has not stopped and his mean for a while, and learned from afternoon, the draft paper was full, and he gave him some eyes when he was wrong.

He understood, Gu Yan is not just called the words, but it is also called Xue Baozhen, and the real name is actually called Liu Xianghui.

So beautiful in dusk, Zhuang Fan's heart looks into the table, the mobile phone rang, the active molecules in the class wishes everyone a happy New Year in the group, and the summer Wei is coming out to remind it soon.

Zhuang Fan said: "The end is the winter holiday!"

Xia Wei: "The winter holiday is over, the semester!"

Qi Nan: "The next semester is the summer vacation!"

"The end of the summer holiday is three! I don't know the nervous!" Xia Wei is anger, it is forbidden to talk.

Zhuang Fan's heart puts down the phone, reach out to poke the words of the words, fingertiping the light blue blood vessels gently touch: "Do you take a break?"

Gu Yu said: "Ten in the evening."

Zhuang Fan's heart is nothing to say, put a good book to go home to eat, all go to the door, let alone come back to bend down, take a bite on the left face of Gu.

He said quickly: "I am chantly in love today."

The pen is sclected out a line, and the words are turned, and Zhuang Fan has not ran back.

Monday morning flag, Zhuang Fan Xin has not forgotten to find Qi Nan calculation, birthday cakes can be six hundred, and there are no words. It is resistant to an enemies, because yesterday spreads negative and tiredism, Xia Wei came over and he was one foot, and suddenly the group was warmed.

Muslim room, yet didn't be a bell, Zhuang Fan's consolidation of the rolls not taken away on the afternoon, piled up in the table pocket, one of his ties.

The last one smokes out, open, and a greeting card is placed deep in the table.

Zhuang Fan's heart took out, it is estimated that after he got, he did not catch up. The greeting card is a white white, a relief process, and the boys are not so paying attention to, open, really is a few lines of words -

Everyone, happy birthday.

I have been remembering the gods that you have returned to China, and I also love to see the cheerful, the most habit of laughing, the most habit is that you urge everyone to do English listening.

The whole class will sing a birthday song together, have you heard my voice?

Christmas next year, I hope to sing alone, ok?

Falling: Wang Churan.

God.