Who would study psychology if they didn't have some kind of problem?

Chapter 194 Nan Zhuren: He glued it back together, but I'm broken.
This time, the visitor was a boy.

Nan Zhuren glanced at the other person from head to toe.

He is of average height, has a clean-cut appearance, and is a rare type of guy who pays attention to his outfits.

The first impression it gives is very good.

But Nan Zhuren did not let his guard down.

At first glance, he noticed a familiar aura about the other person.

[Micro-expression analysis] Initiate alarm immediately.

Nan Zhuren gestured softly, "Please sit down."

"Hello teacher."

The boy sat down, smiled, and his smile carried a vulnerable and broken quality that was very attractive to girls: "I came to see you today mainly because I've been having some problems."

"I've been trying to resolve these issues on my own, but now I feel like I can't solve them, and I'm also feeling overwhelmed, so I'm asking for your help..."

They possess a certain degree of self-exploration ability. Their explanation is somewhat similar to that of the first person, Zhuang Junzhe.

Hopefully, it will go just as smoothly.

Nan Zhuren nodded and continued, following the visitor's words: "What is the problem?"

The boy touched his left wrist: "It's about my ex-girlfriend. We broke up a long time ago. She was my first love—but I can't forget her. I can't accept new people now. I even feel like she's still around me in every corner, appearing from time to time."

Nan Zhuren asked thoughtfully, "How long have you been broken up?"

The boy cracked his left wrist: "Two years."

Have you kept in touch in the past two years?

“I wanted to contact her, but she deleted all my contact information. We were together when I was a freshman and she was a junior. At first, I could still find her on campus, but after she graduated, she completely disappeared.”

While speaking, the boy kept rubbing his wrist, as if he was experiencing some discomfort.

An alarm suddenly went off in Nan Zhuren's mind. The weak aura emanating from the other person almost materialized in an instant, reminding him of Li Minglu.

"Can I see your hand? Your left hand."

"okay."

The boy was very thin, and his wrists appeared bony, but fortunately the skin on them was intact, without the scratches and bloodstains that Nan Zhuren had expected.

Nan Zhuren breathed a sigh of relief, then glanced around and suddenly made a new discovery.

"You still have a small hair tie on your wrist. Was it a gift from your ex-girlfriend?"

When dating, girls often give their hair ties to their boyfriends to use as bracelets, as a kind of token, or something similar to a ring to declare their ownership.

What the boy had been rubbing was actually the rubber band tied to his wrist.

"No." The boy withdrew his left hand and continued to stroke it as if no one else was around. "She gave this to me last month."

Nan Zhuren subconsciously smiled along with him.

But the smile on his lips stopped abruptly before it could fully bloom.

"Graduation season should have been a few months ago, right? Didn't you say you lost contact after graduation?"

The boy nodded: "Yes, but didn't I tell you, teacher, that I feel like she's still around me in every corner, just like in the last few episodes of the Korean drama 'I'm Sorry, I Love You,' where 'she' always appears in the places where we used to live together."

As the visitor spoke, she scratched her wrist again: "This hair tie is from the supermarket we used to shop at. It's exactly the same as the one she usually wears. I watched her buy it and then she handed it to me herself."

Nan Zhuren frowned slightly.

"He handed it to you personally?" Nan Zhuren confirmed.

The boy blinked and smiled weakly: "It seems... not really, maybe it's just her I'm imagining."

"Can you tell that she's imagining things?"

"Maybe……"

"But she still shows up from time to time?"

"Correct."

Nan Zhuren restrained himself from pressing his index and middle fingers together on his temples.

[Emotional readjustment]

...Time: 18:02 in the afternoon.

Xia Tian turned her head and glanced at the office behind her.

Today is strange.

In the past, although the counselors at the counseling center would occasionally gather in twos and threes, they would always have a specific purpose for discussing something; and they would never gather as fully as they did today.

But today, not only were all the teachers present, but they were also unusually silent in the office.

It carries a sense of solemnity, even oppression, as if a storm is brewing.

What is the reason for this difference from the past?

Could it be... because of Teacher Nan?

Summer sensed something was amiss.

Speaking of Professor Nan.

Summer looked towards the consultation room with some concern.

[They're still not out; another long consultation has lasted over an hour...]

Before the little girl could finish thinking it, the door to the consultation room clicked open in her surprised eyes—

Summer saw the visitor walking out. Because he was Teacher Nan's visitor, she had paid special attention to him beforehand, only remembering that he had a kind of brokenness that was rare in boys, and this melancholy temperament was very attractive to ordinary young girls.

However, at this moment, the boy exuded a slightly stable aura. Although it wasn't exactly sunny, it was as if a broken glass bottle had been glued back together.

Summer glanced at it, didn't think much of it, and slipped into the consultation room with the warm water.

"Teacher Nan?"

Summer knocked on the half-open door and easily saw the consultant inside.

She saw Nan Zhuren slumped in the sofa, his brows furrowed, his eyes twitching, his lips downturned, and his face showing an indescribable weariness.

I felt like I was half shattered.

But then, she saw Nan Zhuren close his eyes—

When she opened her eyes again, her entire demeanor seemed to have been refreshed, returning from a "broken life" to a "gentle and serene" state.

Summer was momentarily at a loss as to whether she should utter the words of concern she had prepared.

"Thank you," Nan Zhuren said softly as she took the warm water.

Xia Tian quickly realized, "Teacher Nan, this afternoon's consultation is over. The next consultation won't start until 7 o'clock."

The little girl took a deep breath, mustered her courage, and quietly changed the subject: "'We' have about an hour of rest time. Shall we go out and have dinner together?"

Nan Zhuren lowered his head and pondered for a moment.

But then she shook her head at Xia Tian's expectant gaze.

"This visitor we just finished with is a bit troublesome; I need to go and explain things to the other teachers—"

Since it's the visitor's problem, there's nothing we can do.

Xia Tian nodded understandingly: "Then I'll go to the cafeteria and bring you some back? Professor Nan is familiar with the cafeteria at Jiang University, right? What was your favorite food before?"

Nan Zhuren thought for a moment, smiled, and this time didn't refuse: "I'll just bring you the same one as you. I'm curious about what you like to eat..."

As Nan Zhuren said this, he got up and walked towards his office.

Open the door.

brush brush --

Five pairs of eyes cast ten beams of light, all shining towards Nan Zhuren.

Nan Zhuren blinked and noticed two more unfamiliar people in the office.

However, when these two saw Nan Zhuren, their expressions were not those of initial amazement, but rather a sense of nostalgia, similar to that of Teacher Bai and Teacher Xue before them, as if they hadn't enjoyed such a visual feast in a long time.

Nan Zhuren was quite familiar with this expression.

So he cautiously greeted them, "I didn't expect everyone to be here."

(End of this chapter)