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"By the way," Huihui suddenly remembered something: "Have you seen a doctor recently?"

Qi Yan: "I don't go often now. I went once last week. The doctor said that I am in good condition now. If there is no discomfort, I don't need to go often."

Huihui smiled: "It's pretty good."

Qi Yan: "Yes."

Huihui and Qi Yan walked towards the room together, and she suddenly asked, "Are you planning to start a new relationship?"

After Huihui finished speaking, she regretted it. She felt that it was inappropriate to mention this now, it was too early, and it was easy for Qi Yan to think of Shen Jianchu.

But Qi Yan didn't seem to care at all, she shook her head: "No plan."

Huihui agrees with what the doctor said, Qi Yan's current condition is indeed very good.

Qi Yan's room was closer to the living room, and the two of them walked slowly and lazily, and made an appointment to get up in the afternoon.

The alarm clock was being set here, when a message popped up on Qi Yan's phone, with a ding dong, Huihui's eyes were drawn to him.

The message stayed for a few seconds and could be read in no time.

"Sister, let me show you the picture I drew last week." Huihui read out the text and scanned the name: "Zheng Si, who is it?"

Qi Yan said, "A schoolgirl."

Huihui said oh, at this moment, Qi Yan had already opened WeChat, she didn't avoid Huihui, Huihui was just curious, and took advantage of the situation to look over.

The person named Zheng Si sent two pictures, one was her painting, and the other was a photo of her with the painting.

Huihui laughed immediately: "When you post a picture, you post a picture, and what's the matter with yourself?" Huihui poked Qi Yan with her elbow: "Senior sister, what do you mean by her?"

Qi Yan was helpless: "She just wanted to show me her paintings, what do you mean?"

Huihui smirked: "The junior girl looks really good, is she from your school?"

Qi Yan bowed his head and replied to the message: The painting is very good

Qi Yan: "It's from my school, a senior."

Huihui made a long sound: "When did you meet?"

Qi Yan: "I met this morning, she is the daughter of the deputy director of the art museum."

Huihui said strangely again: "We met in the morning, and that's all we talked about."

Qi Yan was very helpless, put the phone in front of Huihui, and pulled the messages of her and Zheng Si with his thumb, but there were only a few messages, and they quickly slid to the end.

Qi Yan: "Stop making trouble."

Huihui stuck out her tongue: "Okay, I'm going to sleep, if I don't wake up later, you have to call me."

Qi Yan: "Yes."

Qi Yan went back to the room and while she was changing her pajamas, Zheng Si sent several more messages, some were photos of Qi Yan in the morning, some were screenshots of conversations about her father asking her to learn from Qi Yan, and the last one was It's a photo of Qi Yan and her.

Zheng Si: Senior sister is my role model

Qi Yan: Thank you

Qi Yan: You are great too

After answering these, she turned off the sound of the phone, and put the screen face down by the bed.

Going to bed late yesterday and waking up early today, Qi Yan fell asleep almost as soon as he closed his eyes.

She dreamed about Shen Jianchu again, but she didn't remember anything when she woke up this time, she only knew that she dreamed about Shen Jianchu.

Perhaps the biological clock was too punctual, the second she opened her eyes, her alarm clock rang, and she was in a daze for a while, got up, changed her clothes, washed, and knocked on the door of Huihui's room.

At this time, Little Fist also came over, first meowed, and then squatted at Qi Yan's feet, Qi Yan leaned over and hugged Little Fist, and wanted to continue knocking on the door, but the door opened from the inside.

The light in Huihui's room was on, and she was very energetic.

Qi Yan was curious: "Did you sleep?"

Huihui suddenly grabbed Qi Yan's wrist, very excited: "Did Shen Jianchu buy your sunset?"

Qi Yan paused: "Yes."

She couldn't help but glanced at Huihui's cell phone, there was a piece of news on it, and there was a big photo of Feng Zhen on the news.

Qi Yan guessed something, but still asked Huihui: "What's wrong?"

Huihui was puzzled: "Why did Shen Jianchu buy your painting?"

Qi Yan rubbed the head of Little Fist: "I don't know."

Huihui hesitated to speak, and held onto Qi Yan's wrist even tighter. A few seconds later, she asked, "Is this painting of yours related to Shen Jianchu?"

Little Fist suddenly made an uncomfortable sound, and it shook its head, making Qi Yan's hand away from her.

Qi Yan blinked: "Yes."

Huihui felt that this was expected, but also felt that it was unexpected.

Little Fist lay comfortably in Qi Yan's arms, squinting her eyes. Huihui had many questions, but she didn't know how to talk to Qi Yan.

Qi Yan spoke first: "Aren't you asleep this afternoon?"

Huihui shook her head and said she was not asleep, and let go of her hand.

She wanted to sleep, but she saw Shen Jianchu in Feng Zhen's news before going to bed, looked at it, touched it all the way, and found Qi Yan's painting, and the buyer of the painting, so this afternoon was spent on on the phone.

What else is there to ask?

It seems that there is nothing to ask.

After being understated by Qi Yan, Huihui felt that what she saw was not important, but that Qi Yan's painting was bought by someone else, and that person happened to be Shen Jianchu.

She didn't bother anymore anyway, Qi Yan waited for her in the living room, she simply washed and changed clothes, the two said goodbye to Little Fist, and went to the street for dinner.

After eating, they walked around the mall and bought some things, and the two said goodbye directly at the entrance of the mall.