A stretch of snow-white wrist, linked to slender hands, was exposed to the air. The arm, like a pink lotus root, was delicate and pure, without a single blemish.,In fact, Yueyin had just returned to the dormitory. The first thing she did after putting down her backpack was to change the numbers on the whiteboard. That board had accompanied her from elementary school to now; the edges of the whiteboard were worn smooth.,Li Danye was from the same hometown as Le Yun. He had a stubborn personality when he was young and was nicknamed Li Daniu. The old man used to be a minor official in his hometown, that is, a civil servant. His son ran a business in the county town. After retirement, the old man couldn't sit still and, as a lover of traditional culture, came to set up a stall selling small antiques.。