Director's growth history

While washing clothes, Fang Shicheng yelled at the top of his voice from the room. 【 】What is he shouting?Dong Mei rushed out of the bathroom in a hurry, and she heard the second cry, which was the word "thirst".She remembered that she poured a glass of water in her room at noon, and it should be completely cold by now, but she didn't know if the waiter had changed the glass, so she hurried out to get it.Back in Fang Shicheng's room, Fang Shicheng's eyes were still closed.Dong Mei knows that the consciousness of a drunk person is half asleep, can you wake him up to drink water?Looking at Fang Shicheng, Dong Mei's heart was filled with complex emotions mixed with maternal love, true love, and love.She tried to support Fang Shicheng's head with one hand, but she didn't expect it to be so heavy that she couldn't lift it up with one hand.Dong Mei had no choice but to sit by the bed, put the water glass aside, and supported Fang Shicheng's head with the strength of both hands.Fang Shicheng's head was tilted in his arms all of a sudden, and he leaned firmly on his left breast.Dong Mei suddenly felt a little shy, but also a little sweet.Looking at Fang Shicheng's handsome face, Dong Mei couldn't help stroking Fang Shicheng's head lovingly.She picked up the water glass and said softly: "Open your mouth, water is coming." Fang Shicheng opened his mouth, and Dong Mei carefully fed the water into Fang Shicheng's mouth, watching Fang Shicheng drink water, her My heart is surrounded by all kinds of tenderness.

At this time, Dong Mei was pleased to see that Fang Shicheng grinned, and she was delighted to hear the word "thank you" in the ambiguous pronunciation.After drinking the water, Dong Mei put Fang Shicheng's head up again and put the glass aside, and then gently laid it down on the pillow.The left breast that has been pillowed has been slightly swollen - what's the matter?Could it be... Dong Mei didn't dare to think about it.

Hurry up and finish the laundry, otherwise Fang Shicheng will have nothing to wear tomorrow!Dong Mei stood up, rushed into the bathroom again, washed and wrung out the clothes.Open the wardrobe on the side of the small corridor of the room, there are clothes drying racks inside, take out two, and hang them separately.

Dong Mei walked up to Fang Shicheng, picked up the towel on his forehead, went back to the bathroom again, soaked the towel to cool it, twisted it half dry, folded it, went back to the room, and put it on Fang Shicheng's head again.Suddenly seeing tears streaming from the corners of Fang Shicheng's eyes, Dong Mei was very nervous and asked with concern: "Shicheng, what's wrong with you? Are you feeling unwell? Do you need to go to the hospital?"

Dong Mei saw Fang Shicheng shaking his head vigorously, just like the snare drum that the cotton player used to shake.

"What's wrong with you? Tell me, and I'll find a way for you!"