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

Chapter 494 They think

Looking at his smiling friend outside the door, Nan Zhihao's lips twitched: "When have you ever bought cigarettes? Come in..."

As Lu Xun once said, "The end of a graduate student is a life of smoking and drinking."

In environments with high anxiety and frequent late nights, individuals with insufficient self-soothing abilities often need to rely on external forces to relieve stress and focus their attention.

Therefore, sometimes people are surprised to find that there are many abstract thinkers among highly educated groups, and they all have all sorts of strange and unusual hobbies.

"Hiss—whoosh."

Li Yanghan puffed out a cigarette, then looked at Nan Zhihao with a grin and said, "Brother Nan, won't you have one?"

Nan Zhihao shrugged, then his hand twitched involuntarily: "Hiss... cough, I'm not addicted to cigarettes. I just keep them as a reserve for when I'm in a bad mood or need to perk myself up."

Despite saying that, Nan Zhihao couldn't help but light a cigarette and sit opposite Li Yanghan.

His breathing gradually calmed down.

Li Yanghan noticed Nan Zhihao's unusual behavior: "What's wrong, Brother Nan? Have you been exercising too much lately? Let me check where you're injured. I've been learning a lot of stretching techniques from my fitness coach recently... Hmm?"

He chuckled, but his expression quickly froze after tugging at Nan Zhihao's clothes.

Looking at the still-healing wound on Nan Zhihao's shoulder, he opened his mouth as if he wanted to ask a question, but then held back, finally only managing to ask, "How did this happen?"

Nan Zhihao shook his head: "I ran into a madman when I went to court a few days ago. I was just unlucky."

"The court... Oh." Li Yanghan took a few deep breaths but didn't speak.

After the cigarette burned out, Li Yanghan stubbed it out, not wanting a second one, and continued the conversation: "You went to court because of 'that' thing, right? I heard you've also been going to psychological counseling lately? Was it effective?"

Li Yanghan seems to frequently come to Nan Zhihao for cigarettes and chats, so she knows a lot about Nan Zhihao's situation.

Nan Zhihao thought for a moment and nodded: "The counselors there are quite professional. They taught me a psychological method that can help me concentrate. It's just that it's very troublesome to use, so I've mainly been practicing this method for the past few weeks and then simplifying it little by little."

"Wow, psychological methods, are they really that powerful?!"

Nan Zhihao nodded.

"As long as it works, is it expensive?"

“It’s almost ten thousand a month,” Nan Zhihao thought for a moment and added, “but it’s worth it.”

Li Yanghan sighed, "Brother Nan is truly capable; I definitely don't have the ability to do consulting..."

After finishing the conversation, Li Yanghan seemed to breathe a sigh of relief and her body relaxed a little.

But he still held on with a strong sense of purpose, as if there was something else going on.

"Besides asking you for a free cigarette, I also want to ask you for a favor today."

Nan Zhihao nodded: "What's wrong?"

Li Yanghan said, "We're having that information session this Friday, and I signed up to be a volunteer."

Nan Zhihao nodded; he had just seen all of this in the group chat.

“But I was too quick and only remembered I had something to do on Friday after I grabbed the spot.” Li Yanghan made a regretful expression. “I asked the teacher if I could take leave, and the teacher told me to find a substitute myself, otherwise I would lose points—of course, the volunteer hours would definitely be counted for the substitute.”

“I was just thinking that you haven’t done any volunteer work this semester, Nan-ge, and you haven’t had anything else to do lately.” Li Yanghan observed Nan Zhihao’s reaction.

"So I was thinking, could you help me do some volunteer work?" There was a moment of silence in the room.

Li Yanghan pursed her lips, looked at the cigarette pack next to her, and suddenly had the urge to take out another one.

After a few breaths.

"Okay. Friday, right?"

Li Yanghan laughed after hearing this answer, and withdrew her hand from the cigarette box.

Nan Zhihao subconsciously gripped his hourglass pendant, feeling its cold, delicate texture. He murmured, "It's been quite a while since I've participated in any activities. It's time to go out."

“That’s right, that’s right.” Li Yanghan nodded repeatedly after hearing Nan Zhihao’s words.

His body relaxed a little more, as if he had let out half a breath.

However, he was still barely hanging on.

Therefore, he quickly calmed down again, and this time he became hesitant and stammering.

Nan Zhihao found it amusing: "Is there anything else? Let's talk about it all at once."

Li Yanghan let out a long sigh: "I've been thinking for a long time about whether I should tell you about this. But, well, I figured I'm already here today..."

"Speak," Nan Zhihao said, amused.

However, his smile quickly faded.

Li Yanghan looked up at Nan Zhihao and said, "That's right, Brother Nan, after that incident, didn't someone delete you from their friends list?"

"……Correct."

Nan Zhihao's expression remained calm: "I wanted to use SPSS to analyze data for my final assignment, and I initially asked you for help. Then you said she had the installation package, so I went to ask her for it, only to find that she had deleted me as a friend."

Nan Zhihao's expression was calm, but his voice seemed to have a deliberate fluctuation, revealing his emotions: "I was nervous for a while, thinking that everyone in the class had a problem with me, but after trying around, I found that only she deleted me."

Perhaps finding the reaction acceptable, Li Yanghan glanced at Nan Zhihao and continued:
“Weren’t we good friends in their dorm? A few days ago, when we were hanging out together, she came over and asked me about this, saying, ‘Brother Nan, what happened back then?’”

"I told you you'd been tricked. The teacher clarified things for you and issued a safety notice. What could possibly happen? But... uh..."

Li Yanghan cleared her throat, as if something was stuck there.

He glanced at Nan Zhihao again and found that the man in front of him was as calm as a statue, seemingly without any problems, before continuing.

"Then she told me that in that video that was posted in the class group, there were two people in it. She said the guy's hairstyle was exactly the same as yours, and the clothes looked like the ones you wore; the girl looked very familiar, like she'd seen that girl in our college before..."

Li Yanghan looked up and glanced at Nan Zhihao again.

He heard Nan Zhihao chuckle, then pull a cigarette from the pack and light it with a "click".

Nan Zhihao raised his eyebrows sharply, revealing an exaggerated expression: "She said that?"

Li Yanghan nodded: "Yeah, she said she discussed it in her dorm, and they all think the video is real. I don't really understand, it's too absurd..."

"I just feel that this is ultimately your business, Brother Nan, so you need to know about it. And, well, it's definitely better for you to hear this from me than from them or from anyone else."

(End of this chapter)