"But how to say, I don't want too many people to know about Jin Yan. Of course, his personal psychologist is more reliable, so I'm thinking, find another one, Jin Yan, I'll see one."

What Bo Qing thinks is that Xi Jinyan can continue to see his private psychologist, and then she will write down all the conditions and contact other psychologists in private, so that Xi Jinyan can feel at ease without appearing.

Jing Shuang also understood Bo Qing's idea and nodded, "well, I'll contact you first. Do you need it then?"

"HMM." Bo Qing answered faintly.

Then Jing Shuang went out.

Bo Qing has nothing to do for the time being, so he has been surfing the Internet to inquire about paranoia and PTSD.

It was not until more than 11 o'clock that Xi Jinyan called that she stopped, answered the phone, and then went downstairs.

Xi Jinyan's car stopped at the door, thin poured out and got on the bus directly.

Baijian started the engine silently in front.

Bo Qing was still thinking about a natural opening speech. He could lead the topic to see a psychologist. Xi Jinyan opened, "why don't you talk?"

"What are you talking about?" Bo Qin glanced at Xi Jin Yan and continued to meditate.

Xi Jinyan's heavy voice sounded again, "you have nothing to say to me now?"

The white room driving in front: "..."

Master, you can really make trouble. You can be angry. It's a fragile public act.

Thin lean is also very helpless, "what are you talking about? I'm just thinking about you."

Xi Jinyan's face was slightly heavy. "I'm right beside you. You said you were thinking of me?"

Bo Qing didn't take Xi Jinyan's little temper to heart. He looked at him silently for a while and leaned over, "little darling, you promised me to see a psychologist before, didn't you?"

Anyway, she couldn't find a good opening speech. Xi Jinyan was still making trouble. She simply came straight to the point.

When Xi Jinyan heard Bo Qing's words, there was a flash of darkness at the bottom of his deep eyes. The next moment, he looked as usual and said, "well."

Bo Qing looked at the change in Xi Jin Yanjun's face, but he didn't see anything.

She opened her mouth and asked tentatively, "well... Tomorrow, okay?"

Xi Jinyan promised Bo Qing to see a psychologist, so even if he still resisted, he agreed without hesitation, "OK."

Bo Qing knew that Xi Jinyan promised for himself, and that he would never go back on his promise.

But she couldn't help but doubt that all Xi Jinyan showed now was just a play in front of her to reassure her.

She still has to follow her original plan.

When she got home, Bo Qing began to prepare lunch. Then she took all the prepared lunch outside and put it on the white wooden table in the garden.

It's a little cloudy today. The sun is not hot at all. The outside air is good. You can eat several more bowls when you eat here.

After Bo Qing washed his hands with Xi Jin Yan, he sat down at the table.

Xi Jinyan ate quietly without saying a word.

Bo Qing knew that Xi Jinyan still resisted. He knew he had to see a psychologist and was in a bad mood.

But there's no way. We still have to treat the disease.

"Well... Darling, will you call me your personal psychologist? I want to meet him today."

Xi Jinyan: "no need."