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Chapter 25 Ye Hannian hypnotizes Li Yun, the shadow of four years ago

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    Ye Hannian let out a lazy "hmm".

    Well, I'm angry.

    "When did you suffer from insomnia?" Ye Hannian finally pulled out the blank medical record from under the stack of papers.

    started the topic.

    Li Yun glanced at Ye Hannian, and said three words lightly, "Four years ago."

    "Generally speaking, excessive use of the brain will not cause long-term insomnia. Unless the mental pressure is too great and the external stimuli are continuous, the brain's inertial response will be like this."

    Ye Hannian looked up at Li Yun, his pupils were clear and deep, and he spoke very slowly, "So, what happened four years ago?"

    Li Yun closed her eyes, pursed her pale pink lips tightly, and did not speak.

    There was a chill between his brows.

    When he opened his eyes again, the blood in his eyes was a lot thicker, echoing the tear mole at the corner of his eyes, giving him a bloodthirsty charm.

    "I do not want to say."

    Li Yun's tone was very firm.

    Ye Hannian nodded without forcing, "Yes, I will hypnotize and try to evoke your memory, you can forget it, control it, face it, or erase it."

    Li Yun hesitated for a moment, her delicate brows slightly furrowed.

    What happened four years ago has always been a taboo in her heart. The days and nights when she climbed up from purgatory, every minute and every second hurt her nerves.

    She didn't want to recall the slightest bit.

    However, this bloody memory affects her all the time.

    Although Xu Yao didn't know exactly what happened, he knew Li Yun's strong resistance.

    For so many years, she has been trying to use drugs to treat her, but never thought of using hypnosis to awaken her misty memory.

    "You have developed resistance to sleeping pills. I believe Xu Yao has given you drug treatment, but the effect is minimal." Ye Hannian paused for a few seconds, his face turned cold, his jaw tensed, "Escape is not the way  , unless you don¡¯t want to sleep anymore.¡±

    Ye Hannian is undoubtedly rational, but Li Yun's heart is cold.

    A hint of irritability rose quietly from the bottom of her cold eyes, and she subconsciously refused.

    The reason for the refusal is: "There is another way I can fall asleep. The smell on your body, it smells good to fall asleep."

    Hearing this, Ye Hannian pursed his lower lip, with a slight smile on the corner of his mouth, he seemed in a good mood, "Then sister Liwo, if you want to sleep in the future, you still have to take me with you?"

    He raised his eyebrows, changed his sitting position, and smiled half-smile, "Yes, my honor."

    Perhaps Ye Hannian's expression was too light, and there was a hint of teasing in his tone, which made Li Yun's heart a little angry for no reason.

    She still has important things to do when she comes to Xiaocheng, so naturally she can't bring Ye Hannian with her.

    Once you have made up your mind, it will be much smoother to say, "Yes."

    "That's really a pity." Ye Hannian's expression was rather regretful, and the corners of his lips were lowered.

    Li Yun glanced at him, took off his glasses, his pupils were black and bright, and said calmly, "I'm ready, I can start."

    The wind outside the window rustled the leaves with the leaves, and the clock on the second floor ticked rhythmically.

    Li Yun closed her eyes, Ye Hannian dimmed the light, and the dim halo fell on Li Yun's face, casting a shadow on her delicate face.

    The pen cap in Ye Hannian's hand was on the table, and he tapped it repeatedly, with a clear light in his eyes.

    The pace picked up.

    In a trance, Li Yun heard the sonorous iron-blooded morale, and a sense of peace of mind filled his whole body, which was the taste of Ye Hannian.

    ? Like a silver bottle ringing in my mind, thousands of painting styles come one after another.

    Ye Hannian's voice is hoarse and magnetic, entwining around the ground, as if it came from the sky, ethereal like a cloud of smoke, "Liwo, calm down." (Remember the website website: www.hlnovel.com
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