"Third brother, what are you looking at so fascinating?" A hoarse voice rang in his ears, and when Zhang Liyuan turned around, he saw that his second sister had walked to the bedside. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"Oh, nothing. You're here, I have to go back to work. Putting away his mobile phone, getting up and dressing, Zhang Liyuan was still obsessed with it.

Sleepy, really sleepy, but I have to find Qiu Shi to nag, he should know Xiang Chunzao very well, yes, it's right to find him. Glancing at the old father who was still asleep, Zhang Liyuan patted the second sister's shoulder and walked out of the ward.

Squeezed out of the elevator and passed by the place where I met a few people at noon, as if I saw Wang Manli's round apricot eyes, the miserable white faces of the Huang family's mother and daughter, and Xiang Chunzao's heart that was hot outside and cold inside. Shaking his head, Zhang Liyuan knew that his new chapter had something to capitalize and close-up.

Lately, my father's illness has dried up, and it took me several days to write more than 10,000 words. How can this be done? If there is a change next month, what will I do with just a little bit of manuscript storage? Temporarily cramming Buddha's feet, making up for evil, and not exhausting me and vomiting blood?

It just so happened that the book was boiled water for a while, and it was too necessary to have a lively and active atmosphere with the finishing touches. Aren't they just vivid images that have jumped into my heart? Although they are only five or six chapters, in the whole book, they are probably going through the motions, but is the role of connecting the previous and the next more important?

Especially Xiang Chunzao, although they haven't known each other for a long time, they can't help but put away their arrogant temperament through a few things, and they have to look at her with admiration.

Because in her meek and humble skin, she not only has a golden heart, but also hides a stubborn and stubborn character. These qualities exude a strong magnetic field that attracts me involuntarily to get closer, and closer.

The thoughts in my head are endless, and before I know it, I have arrived at the unit. Stopped the car and rushed upstairs, without even knocking on the door, Zhang Liyuan broke into Han Qiushi's office.

"What's wrong?" Han Qiushi, who was typing, was startled.

"What are you busy with?" For this old classmate who is mutually restrictive, Zhang Li is far from accustomed to doing anything politely with him.

Stunned for a moment, he picked up the cigarette on the table, took out two sticks and stretched out to Zhang Liyuan, who came over, Han Qiushi smiled slightly: "Write a review." ＂

"Oh, I forgot, you almost threw our head into the gutter that day. After clipping one, Zhang Liyuan took out the lighter in his pocket, and with a "horn", he lit a cigarette for Han Qiushi and himself.

"Don't you know that such words will make the leader even more shameless?" Taking a hard breath, Han Qiushi spat out three or four smoke rings of mixed size.

"I care about him? He's to blame. It's you, what's the matter? Tell me to admire it in vain, and you want to have a Qu Nengshen?" took a slow puff of cigarette, and Zhang Liyuan sat on the chair on the side of the desk.

With a frown, a little fingertip, with the sound of the printer, two pages of paper rolled out, held in his hand, Han Qiushi raised his head: "Liyuan, this is in a hurry, just to tell me this?"

"Of course not, how is it possible!" The corners of his mouth raised, Zhang Liyuan spit out a smoke ring, "Qiu Shi, watching me answer questions, there is a person, I am quite interested, I hope you can answer my questions." ＂

"Oh, Xiang Chunzao?" reviewing the review book in his hand, Han Qiushi didn't glance at it.

Good boy, you know me. Count you amazing, for the sake of so many years of wrist-wrestling friendship, I admire you for the time being. Looking at the face that lacked traces of time with a frowning brow, Zhang Liyuan took a hard breath of cigarette.

"Don't know me, what's there to see?" Putting down the two pages in his hand and raising his head, Han Qiushi blinked his slender Danfeng eyes.

"I take a fancy to you and Xiang Chunzao, you two are too expected. Shaking Erlang's legs, Zhang Liyuan felt that his brain was already open, and his aura was infinite.

"Didn't get stimulated, did you?" just like your temperament, he laughed in his heart, Han Qiushi looked at Zhang Liyuan with a strange expression, "In your eyes, should you be happy or worried." ＂

"Nonsense, of course I'm happy!" Good boy, he is still not humble or arrogant, not salty or light, staring at Han Qiushi, Zhang Liyuan smiled, "At noon today, I met a few people in the hospital, tell me, who will it be?"

"Of course, it must be Xiang Chunzao that you fancie, and Wang Manli. Leaning back in the chair, Han Qiushi still smiled slightly.

Such an unhesitating answer is because I communicated with the leader all morning, and when I returned to the office, I was in a complicated mood, and I stood at the window and looked out, just in time to see the two people who were just about to get on the bus. At that time, I realized that they should have gone to see Lannie, but they were just thinking about reviewing the book, and they didn't ask in time.

"Do you have clairvoyance?" Zhang Liyuan, who didn't know this, stopped shaking and put down Erlang's legs, "Count you ruthless." However, there are two more people, if you are right this time, I will obey you. ＂

"The mother and daughter of the Huang family. blurted out, Han Qiushi just blinked.

"Uh", choked firmly, coughed a few times, and Zhang Liyuan's eyes flashed with a crystal luster.

Standing up, walking to the coffee table and pulling out two tissues and handing them over, Han Qiushi chuckled and said, "Saw a good show?"

took the tissue and wiped the corners of his eyes, extinguished the cigarette butt, and flicked the cigarette ash on his clothes, Zhang Liyuan raised his head: "A good play." What, don't want to hear about it?"

raised his eyebrows, nodded, paced back a few steps, glanced at the ashtray, which was already lying without a shape, threw the cigarette butt between his fingers, and Han Qiushi leaned back on the back of the chair again.

"I'll ask you one thing before I talk about it. Standing up, cutting his hands upside down, and walking to the coffee table, Zhang Liyuan turned his face away, "Do you know the details of Xiang Chunzao's single-handedly coming to the hospital that day to fight the Huang family?"

"Oh, I only know one, but I don't know the other. Leaning forward, Han Qiushi stared at Zhang Liyuan, "There are many people in the family, in front of the elderly and children, she refuses to say more, and I don't want to ask more." What, you know?"

"I'm an eyewitness, a biased observer. Thinking of their own positions, in order not to make her family think that she was scheming, she cautiously concealed it from the Spring Morning Society, and sure enough. With a "hmm" in his heart, Zhang Liyuan sat on the sofa.

What? Why was he here? Why didn't Sister Chun Zao mention it? Did you not know or didn't want to say it? With a frown, Han Qiushi stood up and clenched his fist lightly: "Then, you can just say it and listen to it." ＂

Leaning on the sofa, Zhang Liyuan lifted Erlang's legs again. The voice is full of emotion, with a little romance, telling the scene that he heard and witnessed in the hospital that day, and at the end of the words, he gave a thumbs up and smiled very proudly.

Listening to Zhang Liyuan's unique laughter, Han Qiushi was a little confused. Is it true? In order to hand over a review book that is worthy of myself and can solve the dilemma of leadership, I have changed drafts several times, and my thinking is in a dilemma, and I have received such information at this time, how can I feel that it is not true?