Director's growth history

This made Fang Shujuan feel a little comfort in her heart: the battle to defend love is not as easy as the Second World War, it is just as difficult and cruel: there can only be one survivor, and this competition is of course a life-and-death competition, whoever is soft-hearted , that means that the competition will lose, and the difference between the loser of love and the real loser is that what the real loser gets is humiliation, but the loser of love will lose his favorite, leaving scars in his heart forever. pain!

As I walked, I saw a bench on the side of the road again. 【@】Fang Yuan said: "Shujuan, let's go and sit down."

"It's too dirty, it's windy and rainy, let's not sit down."

"I have a small packet of paper handkerchiefs here. Wipe them first, and then spread two more, no problem."

"Okay, then I'll wipe it off." Since Fang Yuan decided to sit down, then sit down, it's better to follow him than against him.

Fang Yuan took out a pack of paper handkerchiefs from his pocket and handed it to Fang Shujuan.Fang Shujuan carefully wiped the place where she was going to sit, and spread out two handkerchiefs.Fang Yuan sat down, and Fang Shujuan also sat down, her arms were inserted into Fang Yuan's arms, and her head rested lightly on Fang Yuan's shoulder.

Fang Shujuan's gentleness and rationality reminded Fang Yuan of the time Kong Shuanghua chattered about the breakfast that Kong Shuanghua brought to him, and of the domineering man who forced a piece of meat into his mouth in full view of the teacher's cafeteria.Is it necessary to find a big tree for development?I choose Fang Shujuan for Fangyuan, who can do anything to me?Zhai Xinwen's concerned smiling face appeared in front of his eyes, and two copies of the city leaders' approval documents dangled in front of his eyes, which suddenly hardened Fang Yuan's heart—you can't make fun of your own future!Although I won the first prize in the provincial class, I am still an ant that can be stepped on by others. Of course, ants that are as big as me or smaller than me can no longer step on me, but I don’t need a giant beast. I just need a pangolin. Can turn myself into its food...

It must be clarified, but how should I speak?

Fang Yuan didn't say anything in the end.It's not that Fang Yuan can't tell, the night breeze has already blown Fang Yuan's mind quite soberly, besides Fang Yuan can't bear to cut Fang Shujuan's heart with an emotional knife at this time, it is more for the mayor of the next day Meet and consider.If you tell Fang Shujuan now, it's hard to say how it will end. If you just comfort Fang Shujuan, even if it lasts until midnight, it will be nothing;