Hope You’ve Been Well

The ambulance is in the emergency building, and the blocking people slowly dredged, and Zhuang Fan is mixed into the door of the hospital. Gu Yan has not seen the shadow, loosen the clutch, driving to the back of the street.

He did not dismantle it, did not chase the past, Zhuang Van asked a question, afraid of asking if the truth was unsuccessful. Seeing a doctor, Zhuang Fan does not say that he may be afraid that he is worried, or it involves privacy, then it is not good to declare.

Gu Yan, advised himself, and persuaded a few streets.

The crossroads, red lights, he released the direction of the face, looked at the horizontal galloped traffic, and watched the traffic police of the big cap commanded, it seems to see clearly. The heart is not careful, actually

Careless, Zhuang Fan's heart pinchs his most sensitive nerve, he can't overlook. The hospital, she is put on the side, he will not worry, it will not be upset, but the other party is a villa, so he is entangled, chasing, and the car is from the three ring to the four rings.

Gu Weiji Zhuang Fan is lie to him, hit him, I am afraid that I will give him a good moment. I was biting by the snake, and I was still afraid of the well rope for ten years. And most afraid, it is Zhuang Fan's heart, what is the pain, and learn brain-chapted novels concealment, and it is unique to play.

Always go home all the way, the brain power of the speech is more than going to work, he urgently needs some soothing, so I started to smoke. I took a bridge, turned over the pants of sweatpants wearing, and I can't find a lighter.

Zhuang Fan He Ji just arrived home, did not forget, searched it upstairs, found a lighter in the sofa mat. He took it and sent it to Gu Yan: "Is this?"

Gu Yan stared at the picture laughter, and it was true, reply: "It is it."

Find another one in the cabinet, point to smoke, and the words go to the balcony to swallow the clouds. Zhuang Fan Xin also sent another one: "Is your smoke addiction?"

"OK." He edited, "occasionally smoked,"

Zhuang Fan Hexin: "How do I still have you in the lighter?"

Gu Yan: "Which day has time, I have passed, your soup is still in my house."

Zhuang Fan Xin: "The latest tomorrow is finished, and it is not fresh for a long time."

"Know it." Gu said, the finger clips the smoke and continues to step down, you go to the hospital? After deleting, re-editing is in fact I saw you in the hospital, finishing and deleting. forget it.

As a result, Zhuang Fan is asked: "What have you been edited?"

Gu Yan: "Nothing, this is not good, there is a lot of colds every winter, drink plenty of water." He sucked a smoke, I feel that nicotine's taste is in the throat in the throat, and blocks He bloated.

Pushing a window, calling out a white fog from the starry night, and then he is half your body with the cold wind of the sky. Although cold, it is very happy, he didn't reply again, and click on the avatar of Zhuang Fan to enter the photo album, and look at it.

The number is new, this chat software is also new, and the style of Zhuang Fan is not changed. The content is awkward, and a simple photo is also filled with an artist's taste.

However, adults inevitably have been wrapped in work, and there are two related things after Silhouette, one is the advertising publicity photo, and the second is to thank the magazine of a moon. Gu Yan browse to a few months, he has never seen it since he re-adds a friend, and it is a little curious.

At that time, Zhuang Fan was still abroad, London, in participating in a partnership design project, estimated tired, more content. A large beautiful coffee in the photo, saying that drinking coffee will not have inspiration, will only produce dark circles. Or is it a pure text, a cloth booking, and the British , in addition to speaking English, what can I do?

Can't help but see the powerful words, shit!

Good guys, engraved, violent, and sneaked to the breath that I haven't smelled before, and I have a little in the impression. After gradually finishing, he felt less than something, thinking about it, and surprised Zhuang Fan did not have any friends.

In addition to the colleagues involved in work, I didn't mention a friend in life, and I didn't take a photo.

Remember that the Hi Nanxin and Qi Nan handed over the same year, they had to shoot photos. When they were written, they went to Xiamen to play and sent Lu Wen. Zhuang Fan is awesome, the people are good, no matter where you are missing, how can I turn it?

He is unknown, returning to the chat list, point your friends circle, and refresh one of the first five minutes ago. The photo is the palm of Zhuang Fan, and the palm is lying on a brown black wool.

Care, I recognize this, the hair, the hand, the hand, and some praise.

A panic and exposed panic. But also recognized.

The most bored in this world is to make a few scenes in non-working hours and work partner pushes. The most interesting, the words, think that they think that they are not happy to brush the old loved ones, and they are accidentally praised, and the small nervous of zero in the night.

"Auntie!" He sued his nose and has blown half an hour of northwest wind.

Zhuang Fan Xin cleared the dog hair, picking out a bag of medicine from the bag, commonly placed in the medicine box, the throat plug bag, packed up two boxes left. He took a piece of film, and then went upstairs into the wardrobe.

Take a shower near early morning, the United States is in the morning, Zhuang Forte sits in the nest and parent videos. Zhuang Xiangyi and Zhao Xiuqiu are eating breakfast, asking: "Is it used to it?"

"Both is good." Zhuang Fan's heart turned the eyeball, "What about my grandmother?"

"Walking it." Zhuang Xian is eye-catching, "What do you do with a paper pen?"

Zhuang Fan opened the notebook: "Dad, I have wanted to drink soup recently, you teach me a few more."

He carefully recorded the recipe. Zhuang Xiyu said, Zhao Xiangqiu asked: "The end of January is over New Year, the Spring Festival a few days fake?"

Zhuang Fan is unclear, the personnel department has not given a notice. "Let's talk, I will pick you up with your dad." Zhao Xiangqiu said, "I left directly from London, I miss you."

"I also miss you too." Zhuang Fan is driving this, "only didn't worry in January. I went to see Professor, you will go, I am going to sleep."

The dark cloud floats in the second half, covering the gilder and night stars, and the snow is coming. On the third day of the holiday, the snowflakes did not take, giving this city with a thick silver white.

Gu Yu said that the night was blown to the snow, and forgot to let the window, catch a cold, when the festival is going to work, it is a little floating in the name of the contract.

Zhuang Fan is a spirit, I have never seen such snow scenes, take a few photos in the door of Silhouette. After taking the Wen Lin, he laughed: "Open the car is still so slow."

Wen Lin said: "The road is too slippery, it is better to ride an electric car is fast." He is hazardous in the morning, but it is excited today, "Director, this morning to do production monitoring, you can see all designed finished products."

In January, the spring clothes of this year were reviewed. If there is no problem, it will start formal production, then invest in major stores into the market. Zhuang Fanxin to the design department, and other designers, fabricists, and the sampler will come together, and conduct today's one control.

Zhuang Fan's heart started the jacket, and a group of people gathered in the spacious workshop, four packs, and each piece must carefully control the quality. Direct arrangement of no problem, produce the goods, the problem is the current monitoring report.

Most of the quality is qualified, but there is a batch of serious flaws. Zhuang Fan's heart detects, left and right hands, a dress, said: "Why is it printed and black are crepes? I sign the design book, black this model to use crepe."

Nearly hundreds, each of the styles of materials are familiar with the heart. The people of the people are silent, and Zhuang Fan said: "How does this joint fabric error, how to deal with the plant's backlog? From Where to find time to subscribe?"

He swept a circle and looked at the design and asked: "Is this you are responsible?"

Lin Design A: "It is I am responsible, but I don't know what is going on ..."

Zhuang Fan said to the supervisor: "Take all the reports." The design book, the fabric test report, and the order of the factory, and each ring cannot be leaked. The remedial approach must think that the person responsible person cannot be passed away.

Check it out, there is no problem with the documents, and Zhuang Fan is called the factory person in charge, one question, the other party's saying that Lin design agreed.

Turning out the chat history before half a month ago, the factory's head contacted forest design, and the blunt crepes, this year is appropriate, and the design is indeed. Did not go to the newspaper, the factory directly changed the material.

Zhuang Fan Xin Q: "What rights do you have?"

Lin Design Moon: "Sorry Director, I am too busy, I didn't look carefully, I will reply."

Zhuang Fan's heart is what I remember: "You are a disciplined in the afternoon, what is busy? Busy is a private matter, now let the public pay for you?"

Another control, there is a big problem, and Zhuang Fan is not angry, but it is slightly asking more mountainous and rainy atmosphere. He raises two skirts back to the office, and the table begins with the factory.

On the occasion of the dry mouth, Lin is designed to teach in, Zhuang Fan's heart is not given, directly: "Your factory is in Fujian, ten eight nine must run, prepare."

Lin design said: "Director, I can't open."

Zhuang Fan is eyebrow: "Is Fujian too far? The personnel department is very close, and it is very convenient to resign."

Lin design finally explained, the old people in the family were hospitalized, just completed the operation. Zhuang Fan is a forehead, everyone is at the light color, in fact, all the husbands, there is a bad class.

"Go out first." He said. On the door, he rely on the front of the chair, looking at the snow view of the window, put the insulation package on the shelf in front of the window, was stewed for six hours of soup.

I touched the lighter from the pocket, Zhuang Fan Heqi gives you the news: "Give me an address, tonight, you can also lighter."

Gu Yan Gaoqi, I don't want to be seen this path, reply: "I don't want to use it, first put it on you."

Zhuang Fan Xin asked: "The soup is over, I have to take a soup."

A moment of refusal, and the cough has sent the address of the apartment while coughing. He didn't go to the company. Today, he is working at home, and it is groggy to sleep in the afternoon.

Zhuang Fan Xin did not breathe, and the mobile phone hit the arrears, overtime to ten o'clock in the evening. The ice is frozen outside, and he is carefully driving, followed by navigation to the neutral place.

When I stopped, I haven't dinked it yet, I want to go to the convenience store opposite the street to buy a bread. Just exempt, the forest design sent a news, there are hundreds of words, an apology of today's accident.

Zhuang Fan Xin did not finish it, ask: "How is the family?"

Lin design, in severe supervision, have not woken up. Zhuang Fan is "good care", no appetite in the bread, get off the bus to the convenience store, and press the number of words.

"Hurry?" He said, "I am on the street outside the door."

Gu Ying: "Good, five minutes."

Put on the down jacket, call the soup out of the door, have a whole day in the family, high fever, hope will not be sick by Zhuang Fan.

Strip the gate, look at the cars that the roadside did not turn off, he walked over, and he stunned from the vulnerability. On the driving position, Zhuang Fan is coming up with a neck pillow, and the elbow is on the window, and the fingertips put a fire star.

Lift the arms, Zhuang Fan's heart contains a little bit of smoke, calling out outside the window, the two lips are still tight. He shakes the shadow, turned his head and smiled, and he hit the other side to push the door.

Calling in: "How come it?"

Zhuang Fan Xin smoko: "You don't say happening, I want to try it." He handed the lighter, even a box of smoke just bought in the convenience store, "Give you."

Gu Yu said: "Tired?"

"Well, overtime." Zhuang Fan did not say fine. However, he is really tired, so that he dare not look straight, he is afraid that you can find tiredness in his eyes. But the sweetness is very agile, asked: "The nose is so heavy, cold?"

Gu Yan also said: "Nothing."

Zhuang Fan is like the opposite of the opponent: "I still have to catch a cold, I will sick it." After all, he turned his head and showed a look at the words. "The face is a little red, fever? Go to the hospital?"

Gu Yan said: "Take medicine." One mentioned the hospital, couldn't help but think of that day, he returned to the eyes of the heart, "Do you have a body uncomfortable?"

Zhuang Vantra A: "I am fine."

Lining the light, Zhuang Fan and Gu Yan, and there is no asked, but it is asking questions. Xu is a deficiency, but it is exhausted, and Zhuang Fan is the first to loard the spirit. He has asthid, and the incubation will pass in the past: "Go home hot, try."

Gu Qichen, the air, I took the car.

Guan Gate, Gu Yan, took a heavy soup to go back. He can see that Zhuang Fan is in a bad mood, and it is still very tired, like what is difficult. He guess, is it related to the hospital?

What is the disease?

Going out, I went back and returned to go back, he stopped outside the car, and leaned over knocked the window. It seems that he said: "What happened, tell me."

Zhuang Fan's heart is thrown away from the steering wheel. This person can always detect his low fall. He was smashed by the basketball team.

But he is not the end of the year, he smiled very well: "The company's things, I can handle it."

Nodded, but still didn't go, the air is converting the words: "I am not very good."

Zhuang Fan's heart asked: "What happened?"

"Dizziness." Gu said, "I will help me back."

Zhuang Fan's heart is not dismantled, which is dizzy, and the words do not believe in him. Get off and get off, he wrapped around the front of the car, and he took the arm.

On the snow, the down jacket is rubbed.

They go back, in the small snowflakes of the .

Zhuang Fan He took the opportunity to touch the hand of the words, and his palm was frozen, and Gu Yan became hot because of the fever. I remembered that Gu Yao Yaixed did not let him take it, then recovered, but it was not long, and the whole hand has been parked.

"I only give you warm to the unit building." Gu said.

Zhuang Fan is laughing, and the low should be "good".