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

There are many inconsistencies in Chapter 519.
The visitor did a great job on this task.

Only in this way will visitors write down things that only flash through their minds.

Not only does he write it down, but now he also wants to stand on the corresponding position and say these words, even shout them out.

carry on.

Nan Zhuren glanced at the text in his hand: "You think you're the victim, but others don't see it that way. Some people think the person in the video is you, and some even think the woman in the video is someone from your school. Do you remember? She used to be your friend."

"And Li Yanghan, do you remember how he found out about you? It was because someone saved your video and showed it to him, so he came to ask you what happened."

Both of these were very traumatic events that the client hadn't mentioned before. Nan Zhuren wouldn't have known about them if this session hadn't started today.

Following the order of the text, the visitor's next response should be: People are different, and some people just don't understand; that girl probably never considered me a friend before, and I can't make everyone like me.

Nan Zhuren looked at the visitor and saw that the person was looking at the words on the paper in his hand, but his eyes were half unfocused.

He spoke almost off-script: "Some people only believe what they want to believe. That girl may have only had a superficial relationship with me before. I can't make everyone like me, even if I used to hope so, but I've always known it's unrealistic... Now it's just that I'm certain of that."

Nan Zhuren's eyes lit up.

This was delivered almost entirely off-the-cuff, and it was quite impressive.

The new elements that appear inside are also very interesting, and they can even be used at the end of this phase.

Nan Zhuren took notes and continued reading from the manuscript. He had a feeling that this phase was about to end.

Nan Zhuren's expression and tone seemed calm, but to another person, they sounded so harsh: "Not only that, do you remember when was the last time your classmates asked you to go out? It was four months ago. After that incident, no one believed you anymore."

Nan Zhuren looked at the visitor.

In his eyes, the visitor opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something.

But then, the visitor suddenly tossed the manuscript aside and said, "Teacher, there's something wrong here."

The visitor has broken free from this role-playing state.

……

Nan Zhuren knew that this place was crucial.

If the client clearly states, "Teacher, I want to stop for a moment," then he should stop accordingly; this is the rule of counseling. However, since the client has not clearly expressed this, he needs to make an effort here.

His expression remained unchanged: "Who are you talking to?"

The visitor opened his mouth, as if he understood something.

The visitor gritted his teeth and said, as if talking to himself, “This is not right. You… you can say that about me, you can attack me, but saying ‘nobody trusts me anymore’ feels like you’re attacking my reasonable friends as well. You can’t slander them.”

As he spoke, the visitor's nose twitched.

Nan Zhuren took this reaction to heart and briefly replied without saying a word, "Who?"

hiss - huh -

The visitor took a deep breath.

When he was writing his debate speech, he wrote down the things that usually only popped into his head and were immediately forgotten.

Now, those deeper things surged up and became his weapons to resist those attacks.

“For example, Li Yanghan would come to my dorm to chat with me almost every day after that incident, worried that something might happen to me; my roommate also asked me to go out several times during the holidays, but I refused, but he did ask me to go out.”

"There are a few people who are reasonable and don't just follow the crowd like you described. This incident, on the contrary, acted as a filter, letting me know who my true friends are." Very good, you've independently built a [social support system].

Nan Zhuren briefly deviated from his prepared remarks and asked, "Do you really believe these things?"

“Of course,” the visitor replied quickly and confidently. “Of course I believe these things.”

After saying that, he himself seemed a little surprised, his face showing a look of realization.

……

Nan Zhuren showed a satisfied expression; it was time to wrap things up.

He tapped his right hand against his left palm, making a pause gesture: "It seems we've already finished with the script, right?"

The visitor looked embarrassed.

Before he could say anything, Nan Zhuren held up one finger: "We need to stop here for a bit. I need you to calm down and feel yourself. Can you describe your current emotions?"

The visitor instinctively clutched the hourglass pendant to his chest, his eyes losing focus.

After three breaths, he slowly said, "Feeling... very relaxed?"

This is what Nan Zhuren wants, but it's not what Nan Zhuren wants most.

Nan Zhuren tried to guide the conversation: "When you were just explaining that you had friends who understood you, your expression seemed a little different. How were you feeling at that time?"

"I..." the visitor recalled, "was... a little angry?"

well.

Nan Zhuren nodded: "Why are you angry?"

The visitor thought for a moment: "Yeah, I didn't realize it when I was thinking about it myself. But when the person sitting across from me says those things, I... I find it really annoying, and I feel like what they're saying makes no sense..."

His voice grew softer and softer until it fell silent, and Nan Zhuren did not speak either.

This is the effect Nan Zhuren wanted, both during the conversation just now and now.

This brief silence is extremely precious.

After a long pause, the visitor finally said, "Something seems off?"

Nan Zhuren directly guided him: "There are some things wrong with the 'ideal self' you've constructed?"

The visitor looked at Nan Zhuren... no, he looked at the cushion on Nan Zhuren's lap, and the A4 paper on the cushion that read "I'm getting further and further away from you".

“...Yes.” The visitor nodded.

He then looked at his own sofa, and then at Nan Zhuren's sofa.

Suddenly, I realized that these were two distinct things.

Did I really allow those unreasonable and annoying thoughts to attack me before?

"I think I just said something like you 'used to hope that everyone would like you, even though you always knew it was unrealistic, but now you're even more certain of that,' right?"

The visitor paused for a moment, then nodded.

Then, looking again at the cushion and A4 paper on Nan Zhuren's lap, she suddenly laughed: "There are many... things that are not right."

(End of this chapter)