After staring at him for a while, Song Jinqiao nodded.

"Okay, I get it. Davis hasn't been busy lately, so let's meet here tomorrow afternoon. I'll let Davis know."

"And what you said about me falling in love with a certain man? I'll think about it carefully when I get home tonight."

*

Sitting in the driver's seat, Benjie started the car. He glanced sideways and saw that the woman next to him seemed a little absent-minded. He asked lazily, "What's wrong? You look absent-minded?"

It's rare to see her like this, so it's a bit novel.

Song Jinqiao frowned, a puzzled look in his eyes: "Chi Lin said that I might have fallen in love with a man, but I am very sure that I have never been moved by any man, so I don't understand."

Benjie placed one hand on the steering wheel and raised his other hand to snap his fingers. He said with a satisfied look, "Love always creeps into people's hearts without them noticing. You may not notice it, but you just fall in love. Think about it carefully. Which man do you treat differently from others?"

Song Jinqiao blinked and hesitated for a moment: "Do you... count?"

After saying this, Benjie almost choked on his own saliva. He swallowed his saliva, looked at her with horror, and couldn't help but raise his voice: "Are you serious?!!"

Of course...seriously, Song Jinqiao really couldn't think of any other man except Benjie.

Benjie tutted his words and laughed, "Damn it! I've never considered myself a man in your presence, so how come you treat me like one?"

I can’t figure it out, I really can’t figure it out.

Song Jinqiao was silent, staring ahead with a dark gaze, and it was unknown what he was thinking: "Then I don't know which man there is."

It was just at that time. Benjie got out of the car, leaned against the side with his arms folded over his chest, and watched her packing the things in her bag with a nonchalant smile on his lips: "Okay, since you can't think of anything about men, don't think about it. Didn't you agree to play games with me? Let's go now. Anyway, you are not a psychologist. Let's leave this kind of medical matter to the professionals."

Only he could say such irresponsible words.

Song Jinqiao got out of the car with her bag, sent a message to Davis and Chi Lin, and then followed Benjie upstairs.

While the two were playing the game, Benjie suddenly asked curiously.

"Isn't Davis also a psychiatrist? Why did you specifically ask Chi Lin to see you?"

Song Jinqiao paused holding the controller and said calmly, "Chi Lin contacted me first and knows me better. Davis is often very busy because of the sanatorium, and the sanatorium is also quite sensitive about what he does. To avoid unnecessary trouble, I contacted Chi Lin."

Benji nodded in understanding.

After playing until about 12 o'clock in the evening, Benjie and Song Jinqiao went to bed. To Song Jinqiao's surprise, she didn't have any dreams that night and slept until dawn, which made her feel relieved.

Around two o'clock after lunch, Davis sent a message saying that he had arrived at Chi Lin's place. Song Jinqiao also hurried over. When she arrived, Davis and Chi Lin were studying her condition.

"Qiao, we have taken a rough look at your case, and maybe..." Chi Lin paused here.