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

Chapter 463 Nan Zhuren is a consultant, so he needs to keep smiling.
After listening to Nan Zhuren's question.

The visitor explained quickly: "The so-called harassment wasn't that I kept bothering the girl, but rather that I ignored her after a few words, and she felt slighted and developed a desire for revenge, or simply vanity. She felt embarrassed, so she accused me of harassing her."

The logic is still quite messy, and there are very few details in this part of the story.

Before Nan Zhuren could ask any more questions, the visitor continued on his own:

"When Zhen Xiang first scolded me for harassing girls, his tone was very harsh. I don't remember the specifics, but I remember him saying, 'What words did they use? They said you were harassing me, which means they just don't like you...'"

"It's as if he's the only one who understands this principle!" the visitor said as if it were a vivid memory.

"Before he started cursing at me, he kicked my basin and then said, 'Don't try to reason with me. I just have a bad temper. If you want to play with me, I can play with you slowly.'" The visitor gritted her teeth. "Isn't he just trying to expose my weaknesses? He must think I'm always bothering girls, which is why he said such confidently."

The visitor's pouting lips trembled slightly: "But I think he's being too arbitrary. He hasn't even figured out the truth of the matter. I've never continued to bother a girl after she's shown that she doesn't like me. I just said a few words."

"Even if it's harassment, she's just a little annoyed, but in Zhen Xiang's eyes it seems like a heinous crime. Actually, Zhen Xiang isn't even in our gang, and what happens in the gang has nothing to do with him. He just heard about it from Yang Shihua."

The visitor crossed his arms, briefly looking away from Nan Zhuren's gaze, lost in a reverie.

Nan Zhuren leaned back completely on the sofa and relaxed.

“I remember when Yang Shihua called me, the first thing he asked was if I had spoken to Lan Xinran, and then which other girls I had spoken to. Therefore, I strongly suspect that Lan Xinran was one of them. Regardless of whether she was the mastermind or not, she can't escape involvement!”

Nan Zhuren tilted his head forward slightly, showing interest in a piece of information in the visitor's words.

The counselor repeated: "'Lan Xinran'?"

A new name has appeared.

Speaking of recent visitors, the person in front of me has the most names in their stories.

The visitor nodded: "She was a girl in our club. I don't remember interacting with her much, no more than three times. They were all brief and normal conversations, and it certainly didn't reach the level of harassment."

"Even if it's harassment, she's just a little annoyed, but in Zhen Xiang's eyes it seems like a heinous crime. Actually, Zhen Xiang isn't even in our gang, and what happens in the gang has nothing to do with him. He just heard it from Yang Shihua!"

Wait, is the time loop starting again? Haven't I heard this somewhere before?

The visitor continued, "I remember when Yang Shihua called me, the first thing he asked was if I had spoken to Lan Xinran, and then which other girls I had spoken to. Therefore, I strongly suspect that Lan Xinran was one of them. Regardless of whether she was the mastermind or not, she is definitely involved!"

“All the girls I know are prettier than Lan Xinran, and I've talked to them a lot, but none of them accused me of harassment. Lan Xinran is ugly, so how did talking to her a few times become harassment? How do those pretty girls feel about that?”

The visitor spoke faster and faster, and his face gradually turned red, like a red pufferfish.

He looked at Nan Zhuren, as if trying to verify something.

"During the years I suffered from depression, what I thought about most was what I had said to Lan Xinran. I tried everything to retrieve the chat history but couldn't. I racked my brains to remember, but because we didn't communicate much to begin with, I could only recall one or two sentences, which became her bragging rights."

It's unclear whether he was talking to Nan Zhuren in front of him or to someone else, or if it wasn't a conversation but simply an example.

The visitor confidently declared, "If one day I can retrieve my chat history with Lan Xinran, and it adds up to more than ten sentences, I'll admit defeat."

Nan Zhuren did not comment.

"Zhen Xiang forced me to apologize to her, but the one who really owes Lan Xinran is Zhen Xiang. He owes Lan Xinran a thank you. If it weren't for Lan Xinran, I could completely crush Zhen Xiang, and he wouldn't be able to use the matter of harassing her to scold me."

“He still owes Lan Xinran an apology. If he hadn’t cursed me, I wouldn’t hate Lan Xinran so much, and I wouldn’t have taken revenge on her. Although Zhen Xiang reported me for cursing her, Lan Xinran doesn’t owe him a thank you either, because Zhen Xiang was just using her to get revenge on me, not because he genuinely sympathized with her.” Nan Zhuren’s originally relaxed body tensed up slightly, and he began to sit up straight.

The things that begin to appear in this passage are a little different.

"revenge"?
There was still no opportunity for Nan Zhuren to interject.

“Lan Xinran often shows off in the club group chat; I’ve seen her do it a few times.”

"This woman has a fleshy face and a bloated figure. Her mind is only on dating. She has downloaded a lot of social media apps and likes to post her chat history in group chats to show off. Nine times out of ten, when she speaks in the group chat, she either mocks herself for being ugly and no one likes her, or says that some guy might be interested in her."

"Essentially, she is insecure about her appearance, which is why she flaunts it."

As they were talking, the visitor suddenly took out his phone again.

"Teacher, look, this is the part about Lan Xinran in Yang Shihua's memoir. It's not hard to see that she's a hopeless romantic!"

Nan Zhuren's gaze was completely unfocused. He reached out and slowly moved his phone away from his nose, which was only half a fist's distance away.

what you want to say.

I still couldn't get a word in edgewise.

The visitor continued, "Later, Lan Xinran met a boyfriend who wasn't particularly good-looking through social media. He would brag about it almost every day in group chats and on QQ Space, to the point that it became annoying."

"For her, boyfriends aren't for dating, they're for showing off. I know some beautiful girls whose boyfriends are also very handsome, but they never show off or only occasionally flaunt it. They are all more low-key and cultured than Lan Xinran."

The visitor's complexion returned to normal slightly, but it quickly turned red again.

"Furthermore, teacher, you need to know that I'm not as unpopular with girls as Zhen Xiang claims. The women I've dated have all been quite attractive. My first girlfriend was from Guangdong, and my second was a graduate student at Shanghai Normal University. If Zhen Xiang still wants to use moral issues as a pretext to mock my abilities, he's incredibly foolish. He and his girlfriend's IQs are probably less than a fraction of the average person's. Zhen Xiang's girlfriend also failed her advanced mathematics exam before graduation. Birds of a feather flock together!"

"For a while, I often wondered if Yang Shihua hadn't amplified this matter, and if Zhen Xiangyong hadn't used it to scold me, would I still hate Lan Xinran so much?"

"I can't think of a definite answer, after all, I can't truly empathize with her, so I think it's probably not true. Without them, I would at most think she's a bit vain."

The visitor concluded, "So you should know that the people who truly wronged her were Zhen Xiang and Yang Shihua!"

He seemed to have finally finished speaking.

Because the last paragraph was very fast-paced and dense, the visitor began to breathe heavily.

Nan Zhuren thought for a moment and asked, "You've said a lot, but there's one question I still don't have answered—what problem are you trying to solve?"

The visitor steadied his breathing, swallowed hard, and said, "I'd like to ask you, teacher, to help me figure out what exactly is wrong with Yang Shihua, Zhen Xiang, and Lan Xinran? Why are they treating me like this?"

"This issue is bothering me."

"Then, after suffering from depression for so long, I had to get justice. I wanted to add them back as friends to confront them, but they ignored me. People from my old club also ignored me."

The visitor looked into Nan Zhuren's eyes and asked, "Teacher, do you think there's any way to solve these problems?"

Nan Zhuren pulled at the corners of her mouth, forcing a smile.

(End of this chapter)