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Chapter 263 Another Woman Li Han Loves

Chapter 263 Another Woman Li Han Loves

But the other party has already talked about this, and seized the opportunity, blocking her from moving forward.

Li Han laughed, "I'm just joking with you, let's go up together."

"No, I remember that I still have something to settle, you can just bring it with you." It was impossible for Jiu Ge to go up with him, and she also knew that Li Han said that on purpose, just to force her away.

He got his wish, and Jiuge walked towards the underground parking lot without looking back, it seemed that he really wanted to drive away.

Li Han watched her disappear around the corner, and went up to the 18th floor of the building, where Dr. Smith's office was, humming a relaxing tune.

He sprayed lemonade from the hot pot restaurant on his body to remove the smell of hot pot on his body. He used it to remove the smell of alcohol and smoke on his body. The effect was mediocre, but at least it was close to people.

Before knocking on the door, I stuffed two pieces of chewing gum into my mouth, and moved my head up and down to assist my cheeks in chewing. After chewing for more than ten seconds, my cheeks were so sore that I almost couldn't open my mouth.

dong dong dong~

Li Han looked left and right, and spit out the chewed gum into the potted plant at the door. The green trembled, and the chewing gum fell through the layers of leaves and fell into the soft soil.

Before the door was opened, he took a breath in his hands, and he was relieved to make sure that there was no strong smell of alcohol.

If you think about it carefully, no matter what happened last night, he drank so much alcohol, but Mao Daming and the others are all fine, nothing happened.

It can't be that they are fine because they drink a lot. Someone must have drunk him and deliberately punished him.

While pondering, Dr. Smith opened the door.

Li Han smelled the warm fragrance of home in the office, which was a relaxing smell.

The smell of home is a unique olfactory experience mixed with various smells.

Because different people have different living habits, different environments, different floors, different cities, and a series of differences, resulting in almost every family has its own unique taste.

To sum up, this mixed smell comes from the washing powder chosen by the hostess, the wind on the balcony blows the scent of clothes to dry into the house, mixed with the sour wood smell from the old wooden furniture at home, and the smell on the bookshelf. The smell of oxidized books and paper, and the moderate aroma of the small flowers planted in potted plants on the windowsill...

Li Han locked his eyes on the orchid planted by the window of the office, most of the fragrance in the office comes from this orchid.

It smells a bit like sweet-scented osmanthus, but not as strong as sweet-scented osmanthus. The fragrance of orchids penetrates into the nose faintly, one after another, but you can't find it if you look for it with your heart.

In an instant, his gaze went from the orchid to the bookshelves on the upper and lower floors, and then to Dr. Smith's face.

"Doctor Smith?"

"I am, you are the depression patient who made an appointment yesterday...Mr. Zhang?"

"Eh... I found it by myself without an appointment." Li Han looked a little embarrassed under her gentle but inexplicably powerful gaze.

Dr. Smith, Huang Hui, nodded thoughtfully, "Come in first, what can I do for you?"

Li Han followed her into the reception area of ​​the office. As soon as he entered the room, he stretched his neck to look at the room furnishings that could not be seen from the angle outside the door.

The oil painting of a sunflower field and a woman under the setting sun on the wall is undoubtedly the most eye-catching. It is big enough to be eye-catching, and the signature on the lower left corner is Smith in a floral style.

"You painted this picture?"

"No, it's my husband."

Many people asked her this question. Although it was troublesome to explain each time, Huang Hui did not intend to hang this painting anywhere else.

"Amazing..." Li Han couldn't think of any other words to describe it. He studied art after he was divided into subjects in high school. He seldom painted oil paintings. Most of the time he painted sketches from life to practice his basic skills.

He himself likes to paint oil paintings. He often brings a drawing board on weekends, finds a place to stretch the canvas, mixes the colors slowly, and paints a painting that no one has ever seen except him.

Those paintings that are put away under the bed are mostly city maps drawn on the top of high-rise buildings, giant monsters of reinforced concrete, gray sky and cities, which always give people a very depressing feeling.

At that time, he was a middle school boy, and he believed that light is ephemeral and darkness is eternity. This kind of second-degree explosion, which seems to be very deep, the paintings can best reflect his state of mind at that time.

People who know people by looking at paintings are the ones who have learned this best.

Li Han stared at the painting for a while, then nodded and said, "Your husband loves you very much."

"Thank you, please sit down and tell me why you are here." Huang Hui sat on the sofa diagonally across from him, her upper body was sitting upright, her legs were close together, and she was sitting in a very ladylike and temperamental posture. The legs are also perfectly showing the curve of its calf.

Li Han was not too polite, he sat down with his buttocks, and the sofa shook, "I'm Wu Tong's friend... Well, I can be regarded as a good friend. I know that he is not in a good state of mind recently, and I also know that he is in a bad mood. You are receiving treatment..."

"If you want to know about your friend's mental condition and psychological problems, I'm sorry I have nothing to say." Huang Hui hardly interrupts people rudely when they are talking, but she still interrupted Li Han .

"Haha, I know your professional ethics. In fact, I didn't come to ask about his situation. I came to provide you with some information that may be useful. After all, let Tongzi tell himself that he doesn't know many objective situations."

"Oh, so that's the case, then please wait a moment." Huang Hui got up and went to the desk to get a pen and paper, ready to record the 'may be useful' information that Li Han said.

Her walking posture is the same as her own temperament, a lady, and her lotus steps are very charming. Huang Hui has a quality similar to Yu Xiaoxiao, but they are two completely different people.

From Li Han's point of view, Huang Hui is more introverted, like a closed book, which needs to be carefully read page by page to know what kind of person she is.

But Yu Xiaoxiao is different, she is a variety show that can be watched just by clicking on it, it is interesting and approachable, and you can know the ending halfway through watching it, but it still makes people enjoy watching it endlessly, and after watching it, they are still unsatisfied.

cluck~ cluck~

There is no carpet in the reception area, and the sound of the three-to-four centimeter-high middle heel stepping on the solid wood floor is very loud, but it becomes dull when walking on the carpet in the office area...

Li Han suddenly felt a little drowsy. Most of his alcohol was gone, but he was still sleepy. He didn't know when he fell asleep last night. Anyway, he couldn't have slept for more than four hours.

He opened his mouth and yawned, and some sleepy tears secreted from his eyes, which stuck to his eyes and made him lose his sight.

(End of this chapter)