Yan Juan finally has his own notebook, which is a very small apple. The ultra-thin body, dexterous design, and smooth lines are satisfying no matter how you look at it, but the only drawback is that the price is a bit expensive.

"Yours." Yan Yixin looked at her with a look of love and heartache, and frowned in pain, "Don't be in a hurry to refuse, it's nothing compared to what you did for me and the Yan family." ”

"I didn't do anything, you brought me into the industry, let me get trained, and I won an award." Yan Juan looked at him with emotion, "If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have come to the United States, and I wouldn't have had such a ...... A different life. ”

Compared with her previous life, she is too happy and satisfied with her current life.

Therefore, she is full of sincere feelings for Yan Yixin.

"A cargo box will be sent tomorrow, and I will return to China after I have inspected the goods. So, if you can stay in Japan for a day tomorrow, is there anything else you want to visit besides the Museum of Fine Arts? ”

Yan Juan thought for a while and shook his head again: "I want to go to the museum tomorrow to see medieval art, right?" I'm not familiar with New York, so I don't know what other good places to visit. ”

Walking out of the Digital City, Yan Yixin lifted the notebook for her: "Let's go, it's still early today, I'll take you to see the statue of the 'female' god of freedom in the United States." If you don't look at her, it's a trip to the United States for nothing. ”

"I ......" Yan Juan just wanted to say that she had actually seen it, but hurriedly swallowed the words on the side of the road. In fact, it was just a stop on her itinerary, nothing more than the meaning of a visit.

"We put our notebooks back at the hotel and then took a taxi to Liberty Island." Yan Yixin hailed a yellow 'colored' taxi.

"No, let's just go straight. The notebook isn't heavy at all, I'll take it. Yan Juan volunteered to take it, making Yan Yixin cry and laugh.

"Anyway, it's going to pass by, just drop by."

"Okay then." Yan Juan agreed, "You help me install the system at night, I'm a computer idiot and don't know anything." ”

"Don't worry, I'm a computer prodigy." Yan Yixin joked in a good mood.

"I want to take the subway in New York, which is said to be one of the most complicated subway lines in the world." Yan Xuan's face yearned, "Put down the notebook, let's take the subway to the ferry, okay?" ”

"If you're not afraid of crowding, we'll go together. Speaking of which, I haven't taken the subway for a long time, and when I was still in college, I traveled with friends, and everyone liked this convenient means of transportation. It's a little dirty, but it's very convenient. ”

"That's great, with you as a guide, I'm not afraid to sit in the opposite direction." Yan Juan was elated, as if taking the subway was such a proud thing, "However, I thought you had your own car." ”

"There are cars, but sometimes it is a very interesting experience to squeeze the subway and 'cross' with my classmates." Yan Yixin said with a smile.

They all wore flat shoes and 'blended' in the crowd, except for their skin 'color', there was nothing special. I can't say which race is dominant in the subway, there seem to be more blue-eyed and white-skinned people, but there are still quite a few other races. In any case, Yan Juan finds it difficult to understand why some people would rather cross the ocean and live among strangers.

"It's much cleaner now than before, and when I went to school, there was graffiti everywhere in the subway cars." Yan Yixin found a place for her to sit down, and he stood in front of her.

Yan Juan really wanted to share the ups and downs with him, but did any old man come up and let her be a "living Lei Feng". Maybe in the United States, people don't think of themselves as old.

"Was it dirty before?" Yan Qian asked curiously.

In fact, the subway station in New York is not as good as City A, and it is neat and dry everywhere. The subway in New York, on the other hand, feels like a mess. "Please be careful" is a warning that can be seen almost at the wrong glance.

"'Chaos' is the hallmark of the New York subway." Yan Yixin grinned.

"It's here!" Yan Yixin escorted her out of the subway station, and Yan Juan breathed a long sigh of relief. I am used to the bus 'handing' and I feel that I can't adapt to the subway here. Looking at the passers-by who were in a hurry along the way, Yan Juan might bump into one of them if he was a little sloppy.

"It's a really tense pace here." She sighed and felt that her work intensity seemed to have room for improvement.

On Wall Street, it's even worse. But today there is no one, and all the buildings are empty. ”

"Oh, it's the weekend." Yan Wan was stunned.

"Yes, if you're interested, I'll take you around Wall Street. However, you have to go on Monday to see the real Wall Street. ”

"Okay...... However, we're going back on Monday and next time. ”

There are always long queues on the ferry to Liberty Island waiting on the shore, and the part of the way into the statue area is especially crowded. The elevator can only accommodate a few people at a time, which is a drop in the bucket for a huge number of visitors.

"Can't we climb the stairs?" Yan Wan asked curiously.

"Yes, I'll accompany you if you want." Yan Yixin smiled, provocative.

Isn't it high? Yan Juan looked at him suspiciously: "Climb and climb, who is afraid of whom!" ”

She didn't believe she couldn't climb up! She doesn't seem to be particularly tall in her concept, does she?

"Actually, this should be the waters of New Jersey, but the statue has always belonged to New York State, and the mailing address is also in New York City." Yan Yixin introduced Yan Juan as he walked.

Yan Juan is very glad that she wears sneakers, and she doesn't learn from those ladies' stiletto heels all day long. What a wise choice, whether it is squeezing the subway and ferry, or climbing the stairs, it seems very calm.

Maybe it's because the amount of exercise has decreased recently, and he has only climbed a few floors, and Yan Juan feels a little tired.

"How many floors are there?" She was like a must-have and went straight to the top of the building. But in the face of the seemingly endless staircase, she seemed to be a little agitated.

"In fact, it's less than two hundred steps in total, twelve floors." Yan Yixin said slowly.

"It's only the twelfth floor?" Yan Juan immediately breathed a sigh of relief, "I thought there were dozens of layers, and I was often afraid of twelve floors!" Yan Juan immediately became vigorous again, and the pace that had slowed down began to be full of momentum again.

Millions of immigrants entered the United States from under the 42-foot-high right arm of the statue of God, creating American prosperity. There were shattered shackles left at her feet, and she held an nameplate to her left and right.

"July 4, 1776, is Independence Day." Yan Yixin leaned on the railing, and the wind raised his slightly long bangs, "The independence of the United States is actually not long. At that time, it took France ten years to build, and then it arrived in the United States with piecemeal.

This bottom city is the Americans' own expense......"

"Ah, I figured it out!" Yan Juan suddenly screamed in surprise, but Yan Yixin was shocked and suspicious.

"What comes to mind?" Yan Yixin asked strangely. I don't know which sentence of my introduction touched Yan Juan's sensitive nerves.

"That Paraiba tourmaline could be designed as a pendant. The ring body is made of 950 platinum and made into the shape of a strand. And this tourmaline falls just below the hair. Yan Wan struck each other with his palms and happily looked at his hanging bangs, "Just use the image of being blown by the wind, it's very beautiful, right?" ”

Yan Yixin blinked, but he didn't have time to respond.

Dare to love her, she can find inspiration anytime, anywhere!

"What do you think?" Yan Wanwei lowered her head and reached out to 'touch' her handbag, only to think that in order to travel lightly when squeezing the subway, her handbag was left in the hotel at all.

It seems that ease comes at a price!

"As much respect as I have for your enthusiasm for your work, can you take a look at the statue of the 'goddess' in front of you? I came all the way here, not for the tourmaline. ”

"By the way!" Yan Juan said with a smile, the left and right sides had already copied his palm, and the index finger of his right hand drew a few lines in his palm, "That's how to deal with it, well, there is still a little problem, the position of these hairs, I want to draw a few more pictures to try and find the best combination point." But that's about it, it's not bad, right? ”

The crispy numbness in the palm of the hand was suddenly transmitted along the peripheral nerves to the depths of the heart. Until Yan Xuan's fingers left, this feeling was still endless.

greedy for such a feeling, I only saw Yan Xuan's red 'lips' in front of me, opening and closing, but I didn't hear what she was saying at all. Her slightly frowning eyebrows made him feel distressed. I can't wait to block all the wind and rain for her, and the corners of her 'lips' will always hook that wonderful arc.

As the sun sets, the river is full of red. The sunset melts gold, and Yan Yixin feels that his heart is about to be melted.

"The twist here seems a bit blunt...... No, I can't imagine it out of thin air, but I still have to draw on paper to have a more sensual understanding of 'sexuality'. Yan Juan shook his head in distress, and the next moment, he fell into Yan Yixin's arms.

"Ah, your ribs are so hard." Yan Juan 'touched' his nose, "Like an iron plate, don't you know that human nasal bones have always been very soft?" ”

Yan Yixin let out a sullen laugh, and Yan Wan smiled and turned his face to the statue standing on the cushion seat with his head raised.

Even if feelings are in front of life, like a 'fat' soap bubble that bursts at the touch of a button, it may burst at any time. But at least at this moment, she really has his feelings.

A little can't help but hug, so that Yan Juan's pimple about the Kang Xiuxing sisters in Yan Xuan's heart gradually dissipated.

She rested her head on the side of his shoulder, his arms around her waist, and the heads of both men pressed tightly. Her rubber ring was a little loose from the bump she had just made. A few strands of hair fell from his sideburns and blew on his face, itching like a small hand, gently teasing his heart.

Hopefully, time can stop forever at this moment, and Yan Juan feels that she can pay any price. There is no Kang Xiuju, there is no Kang Xiuxing, only her Yan Juan and him.