And the studio clarified that neither of them is related.

  The clarification of the studio also calmed down some fans, but poured a scoop of cold water on passers-by, eh~ I thought there was another melon to eat.

  Qi Qian went abroad with Xiao Chen this time, mainly to accompany him to see a doctor, and he had already contacted the best psychiatrist in the United States and was ready to give Xiao Chen psychological counseling.

  When Xiao Chen was doing psychological counseling in the small room, Qi Qian was reading outside, and the counseling was not in the doctor's place of work, but at his house, and his study was very large.

  There were all kinds of books in foreign languages, and she randomly found a book about medical surgery to read, but she was not a doctor and couldn't read surgical literature.

  In addition, it is the original English, and I don't understand a lot of medical professional vocabulary, so it is very obscure to read, but Qi Qian is very perverted and laughs for a while, angry and sad.

  A pot of magnolia was placed on the windowsill of the study, the door opened, and Xiao Chen was the first to come out, and there was nothing special on his face.

  Qi Qian heard the movement and put down the book in his hand, "How is the treatment, can you recognize who I am?" ”

  Xiao Chen: "......"

  He doesn't seem to have amnesia.

  "You're a pig."

  Qi Qian: "Doctor, do you see if his problem is more serious, some time ago he said that I was a little fairy, and now he calls me a pig, and the dog man says that he will change his mind." ”

  The doctor was a very authoritative psychiatrist, about thirty years old, blonde hair and blue eyes, clear eyes were very good-looking, and he spoke in pure English with a London accent, not like an American.

  Later, Qi Qian talked to the doctor and learned that he was British, but he grew up in England and went to the United States after he was eighteen years old

  Chat briefly with the doctor, the psychiatrist will not be very specific to Qi Qian in front of the patient.

  Leaving the doctor's house, Qi Qian and Xiao Chen went to dinner, a Frenchman-owned restaurant, the two of them ate dinner quietly, the dusk was reflected on the Hudson River, dyeing the water surface with a layer of light yellow afterglow, the gentle breeze blew, and the Hudson River rippled layer by layer, like a smiling face sailing by, more full of style than the smiling girl in the gallery.

  The Statue of Liberty stands in the middle of the city, and white doves dance around the statue, and not many people know them abroad.

  Qi Qian didn't wear a mask or makeup, walked on the street without makeup, squatted down with food in her hand and let the pigeons come to feed, and she was wrapped by a flock of white pigeons.

  There is a pair of old American ladies and grandfathers sitting in the corridor, the old man is reading the newspaper, the old lady is sitting next to him and laughing all the time, the old man seems to have been staring at the newspaper, but when the old lady talks about something funny, he can always resonate with the old lady and laugh softly together.

  There are some young people around who are smiling and walking hand in hand, New York has always been a busy city in Qi Qian's memory, prosperous and busy.

  She first felt the romance and relaxation of the city under the twilight of New York.

  Xiao Chen stood by the river, looking at Qi Qian, who was smiling happily among the white doves, he hadn't seen her smile so sincerely for a long time, under the goddess of liberty and the white dove, there was still her smile.

  He's always been a little girl.

  Xiao Chen thought of what the psychic doctor said to him, try to let go of one step, free, he didn't understand the true meaning of these two words, isn't Qiqi free now, unrestrained, all he hopes is that she can accompany him more.

  The dealings are all equal, and he can be so devoted to her wholeheartedly, and in turn ask her to do the same to him.