• Yi Yao saw that the doorman's eyes were a little more empty than before, and he slowed down his speech more and more.
• 

  yiyao

  Yes, I'm not here for anything else this time. Just to help run an errand and bring you food.
• 

  yiyao

  Your monitoring room is really warm.
• 

  yiyao

  It unconsciously relaxes the nerves that have been tense with every breath.
• 

  yiyao

  Release some of the chronic backlog of anxiety, and with each breath, relax a little more.
• 

  yiyao

  Every muscle, every nerve, every organ relaxed.
• The doorman felt Yi Yao gently patted his shoulder and realized that he had lost his mind for a while. He apologized and continued chatting with her for a while. The content of the conversation was idle. Finally, he said goodbye to her.
• 

  menwei

  Whoops. How strange.
• 

  menwei

  Chatting with this little girl is making me sleepy.
• Saying that, he yawned.
• Yi Yao asked the doorman to stay.
• So he sent Yi Yao to the door of the monitoring room, returned downstairs along the corridor to the guard room to pick up the backpack and prepare to go home. Before leaving, he habitually glanced at the wall clock on the wall and couldn't help but be slightly startled.
• It has been three hours since I entered the monitoring room.
• He felt like an hour at most.
• The mind wandering during the chat was too strange to think about now. Coupled with this unexplained time difference, could it be...
• He hurriedly put down his backpack to rummage through the surveillance tapes. Seeing that it was still in the folder intact, he breathed a sigh of relief, but immediately doubted whether Yi Yao had directly issued an instruction to ask himself, and a layer of sweat surged on his forehead in an instant. He calmed down, thinking that even if Yi Yao knew, he wouldn't have any bad intentions anyway.
• The next second, he was stunned to find that the printer he had been holding on to was still warm.
• He walked to the window and opened the curtains, and happened to see Yi Yao turning around and looking up at him in front of the street lamp downstairs.
• The girl's light-colored school uniform was spotlessly washed, and she stood alone in the sudden rising wind. The A4 paper in her hand, the white scarf on her chest, and the hair that floated to one side were all ups and downs violently in the wind, but her whole person was still.
• 
• No wavering, no restlessness.
• Calmly, silently, in the faint light, raised his head and smiled.
• 'I am Yi Yao from the rumor center. '
• Yi Yao opened and closed his mouth and told him with his mouth shape.
• Only now did the doorman realize that Yi Yao, who he kept talking about, was the girl who gave him a lunch box and chatted with him!
• ————————————
• Leaving the monitoring room, Yi Yao threw away a small amount of sleeping pill powder, and rushed to return the book on psychological hypnosis before the library closed. Of course, it also included CNKI papers that were quite effective in the field of practical operation.
• With the librarian's puzzled look on her face, she looked indifferent.
• After all, few high school students are exposed to papers in professional fields.
• But so what.
• 
• I have died once.
• I have lived twice.
• There is absolutely no way I can let the same person bully a third time.
• Who said, I'm a notorious person.
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