The corner of the assistant's mouth twitched slightly.
"Miss Yan, when will we go to Tianyu to hand over the work, it's been three days?" They were in the hospital for three days, but logically, should they go to the company once, If you don’t go, you won’t be able to pass it. They wouldn’t have looked at them more. If they don’t take the initiative and are not obedient, they might be squeezed out by others.
The time when Yan Yanhuan is up is not even better.
"Why are we going to Tianyu?" The spokesman tilted his head, "Yeah, why are they going, what do they have to do with us?"
"Didn't Miss Yan sign a contract there?"
The assistant is really worried now, is it true that Yan Huan has dropped his head once, so he fell out of a silly illness. Why is the response now more and more weird, and the forgetting nature is getting bigger and bigger, this is the forgetting of the contract signed by Tong Tianyu over there?
"Eat your meal," Yan Huan pinched a chicken leg from his bowl and placed it in the ribbed bowl.
"But..." The assistant wanted to say something, but in the end, he just picked up a chicken leg and began to eat it.
"You don't worry," Yan Huan eats the rice in the bowl. "I didn't sign any contract with Tian Yu?"
"What?" The assistant was frightened and swallowed a bite of chicken. She almost didn't choke her. She scrambled and grabbed the cup on the other side, and began to guzzle water into her mouth.
Then he took a hard breath and took a breath.
Then patted his chest from time to time.
Come alive.
"Miss Yan..." When she was about to ask again, it turned out that Yan Huan lay back after she finished her meal, so she ate and slept again. You said, what's wrong with it is not to be fat.
And she couldn't help but feel happy, and then directly picked up the chicken leg, biting the meat on it.
Um, you don’t have to sell your life to that metaphor, that’s good, you can do whatever you want in the future, and now Yan Huan’s film appointments are constant. Are you afraid that there will be no commercials and no film acting?
In the evening, Yan Huan was a little sleepy. She took the script and watched it for a while, but finally couldn't help it. When she put down the script, she took out her mobile phone and put it on her knees, but it was intentional. Neglected that chat software.
Then checked it up.
The popular Xiaosheng Lu Qin and the freshman Xiaohua Mengni seem to be doing real tricks. The two have an intimate meal, and good things are said to be near.
Oh, this is busy, so if you are busy, don't come to see him, and you don't have time to trouble her again, or you just ask for money.
"Jiayi, don't you feel that I was stupid before?"
Yan Huan asked the busy assistant on the side. She recently had to study Yan Huan's schedule, and she had to arrange time and order, so she was really busy. The assistant pierced her hair back, and she turned back and said very seriously.
"Miss Yan is very smart, but she is too emotional."
This is to praise her or compliment.
Yan Huan touched her face. She valued her emotions. She was completely heartless. What emotions she valued. If she really loves her emotions, she will not only have assistants until now.
She has come to this day and is still a lonely one.
She thought she was not emotional.
She is stupid.
Yan Huan put the phone aside and lay down.
"We should go back too. We have been in the hospital for a month, and the film has not been filmed.
"Yeah," the assistant poked his forehead with a pen, and he couldn't wait too long over there. It was about to go back. Just Miss Yan, is your body okay?
The assistant still felt that Yan Huan should take a few more days to rest. After all, she was still getting an injection.
However, Yan Huan is asleep, so she cannot answer her
Forget it, this question, wait till Yan Huan wakes up and talk about it, it is already a month away, and I am not in a hurry for these days.
When Yan Huan woke up, the assistant had gone out. She was very busy recently, but the assistant was very attentive. She was busy with the arrangements for her future work. In fact, it is better to be full. If you are full, you will have no time to think about other things. Things are up.
She stood up, walked over to the window, and then opened the curtains, so she looked at the outside fascinatingly, not knowing what she was thinking or looking at. This may be the most time she has lived in her life. Hospital now.
In fact, she couldn't laugh anymore.
She took her mobile phone, turned it on again, and then took a picture outside. There was no view. Her heart was desolate, so there was no view, especially this night view.
"You should be all right?"
"Congratulations, yes, you should congratulate me, right? I'm about to be relieved, maybe I won't see you again in my life."
She turned off the light, and in the darkness, only her eyes were still clear, but there was something missing. She turned on the phone and couldn't help turning on the chat software, but there was nothing in it. No more, suddenly, she cried while covering her mouth.
very sad.
This is sad and sad.
At night, it is still quiet and cold. It is the same no matter where it is. In fact, it is already winter, and winter is cold except cold.
Lu Yi handled the documents in his hands and put them aside.
Perhaps it is really as Yibin said, in addition to his ability to work better than others, even his recovery ability can be said to be terrible. Now he can work with a computer, although In the hospital, his ability to work has not been reduced by more than half.
And who knows, not long ago, a big hole in his chest was broken, a bullet, almost penetrating his heart, and the bleeding was almost killing him.
But it was only a month or so. Except that the wounds had not been cured, he seemed to be no different from the past. At the very least, he could not be seen from the outside. He was still a patient.
He put his finger under the keyboard of the computer. When he was about to shut down, he thought of something, and then clicked on the chat software, which was empty and nothing.
She deleted him, completely deleted.
I don't know if there is any memory in addition to the deletion here.
He tapped the keyboard a few more times, the one called Huanhuan was still there, everything remained the same, the avatar did not change, the number did not change.
She is still there.
It's just that what she's doing, what she's waiting for, what she's doing, is she talking with others again, and then that sentence, you have to stay with me for life, you can't have a girlfriend.
He collected his fingers back, so he looked at the black avatar fascinatingly, from the initial online to the offline, and then lost all the colors.