Half of the box contained some dolls and skin care products, and the other half of the box contained things that she had left in Zhao's villa and had no intention of bringing them here.
"That's enough, thank you." Li Yun said slowly.
"There are also some draft papers you put on the table. Dad couldn't understand what was written on them, so he simply brought them here for you." Su Sibo took out a stack of draft papers from the box.
Crumpled.
However, it is folded very neatly, and it seems that it has been carefully organized.
The girl tilted her head, her exquisite eyebrows raised slightly.
These are the draft papers on which she tried to prove the four-color problem. There were some problems in the proof process, so all of them were waste drafts.
She put away all the useful pieces of paper.
Unexpectedly, Su Sibo brought all these draft papers here.
"Thank you." Li Yun stood up, took the suitcase from Su Sibo, chuckled lightly, and said softly, "I'll look back slowly, it's a rare visit, what do you want to drink?"
Su Sibo opened his eyes wide and looked at Li Yun, feeling a little excited.
"Plain water is fine."
His smile is a bit simple and honest.
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The slap mark on Zhao Xinyu's face was really serious, and Zhao Wanru and the old lady Zhao were very angry, but after Su Sibo finished talking about the cause and effect, they dared not say anything except complaining that Li Yun had hit too hard.
A few days later, Zhao Xinyu came to class, as if she was really scared.
Occasionally, when I met Li Yun on the road, I just lowered my head, didn't dare to lift my eyes, called "Sister" and ran away in a hurry.
In the past few days, Li Yun's condition has been very good.
The blue color in the eyes is getting lighter, like a layer of light mist floating, which can be dispersed by the wind.
Anyone with a discerning eye has noticed the change in Liyun, and even Yu Yan and Lu Yue couldn't help joking, "It's time to pick. Yang. Make up. Yin at night."
It's the weekend again, and it's the time for regular hypnotherapy for Li Yun.
"When is today's treatment scheduled?" At noon, Li Yun finished his meal and basked in the sun in the courtyard, unconsciously becoming a little lazy.
Ye Hannian was silent for several seconds without answering.
Frowning slightly, he changed from his previous casualness, and brought a bit of deep indifference and rigor to his face.
If the news about Yetong is not groundless, then Li Yun may have really appeared in the underground arena.
Ye Hannian narrowed his eyes slightly, and something rushed up in his mind unconsciously.
Bloodthirsty eyes.
Slightly stiff back.
Slightly chilly palms.
There are also hands that are constantly scrubbing.
After a while, his pupils suddenly dilated, and then shrank fiercely.
"Let's wait until next time." Ye Hannian took a sip of tea, his cold eyes were unusually calm, but in a corner that no one noticed, a subtle coldness slowly rose.
At least wait until Yetong has definite news.
Li Yun put her hands in her pockets and turned her head, "I feel good today."
In Zhao's villa before, when she dreamed back at midnight, she would still fall into a boundless nightmare.
Since I came here in Ye Hannian, I have gained incomparable peace of mind both psychologically and physically, and I haven't had a dream for a long time.
Ye Hannian moved his fingers slightly, and nodded slowly to meet the girl's clear, pitch-black, and bright pupils.
"Okay, let me know if you feel uncomfortable anywhere."
I hope that he was wrong, otherwise, asking her to recall those things over and over again would be like licking blood with a knife, leaving her devastated. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com