Who would study psychology unless they had some issues?!

As he spoke, the visitor assumed a reminiscing posture:

"It was only after I was deceived that I realized it wasn't just that fellow soldier who used AI face-swapping to chat with me; other comrades were also deceived. That lawyer was hired by a comrade from a well-off family."

"He told me... the group that deceived me had been arrested and the trial was about to begin. He hoped... that I could make some other appeals..."

At this point, the visitor's tone became hesitant: "The lawyer also told me... he had contacted you?"

Nan Zhubin nodded calmly: "That's correct. But this is your issue. I told him that if anything is needed, you would have to talk to me yourself."

The visitor seemed relieved, then took a deep breath.

[Increased swallowing, shoulders hunched inward.]

[Frequent finger movements, pursed lips, furrowed brows.]

[It's nervousness and withdrawal, but not intense.]

Nan Zhubin assessed the importance of this matter in the visitor's mind.

"I... don't know what to do, so I wanted to come today to seek the teacher's opinion."

I certainly cannot give you any advice.

Nan Zhubin nodded to indicate understanding, then guided the conversation: "And the second matter?"

...

The process here is not for the visitor to talk about a matter and for the consultant to directly comment on it; rather, it's for the visitor to finish recounting everything, and then the consultant summarizes.

In other words, the "matter" itself is not important. The visitor's reaction and feelings towards the "matter" are what the consultant needs to pay attention to.

The visitor understood this process and continued reminiscing: "The second matter... when it happened, Teacher Nan, you were actually present."

Nan Zhubin responded with [feedback]: "I was present too?"

The visitor nodded: "It was during the lecture — no, strictly speaking, it was before the lecture started."

"On that day, I went to volunteer. Before the lecture started, the teacher was supposed to assign tasks to each volunteer. In theory, someone like me, a male, would be assigned more cumbersome tasks or heavy lifting."

The visitor adjusted his posture and forced a smile: "But when I arrived that day, the counselor directly assigned me to guard the back door, which was the easiest job among all the volunteers."

[When smiling, the muscles around the eyes were inactive, and the corners of the mouth were somewhat distorted.]

[Slightly shaking his head, body language and facial expressions conflicted.]

[Pressing lips, clenching teeth, eyes briefly losing focus.]

The visitor's words, expressions, and body language expressed different things, each seemingly having its own mind.

Sure enough, the next moment, the visitor said: "I don't like this."

Perhaps fearing a misunderstanding by Nan Zhubin, the visitor quickly explained: "Of course, I am grateful for the teacher's arrangement and felt relieved. Because before this, I was always worried that the teacher would have some opinion about me due to my issues."

"Even if it's not a misunderstanding of my character, my issues did indeed cause him some trouble at work..."

The visitor took a deep breath, then slowly exhaled: "On the night of the incident, I ran to the Police Station at three or four in the morning. Because those videos of mine were posted in the school's group, I woke the teacher up in the middle of the night to explain the situation to the officer and the teacher, asked him to disband the group, and then reconstructed it one by one."

"After that, because of my incident, the teacher also had to report to the dean, communicate with the school's security office to issue statements... In short, my issue added to his workload."

The visitor said in a low tone: "I'm very worried that the teacher has some... resentment towards me because of this incident."

Nan Zhubin nodded, indicating understanding.

Feeling that the visitor was somewhat uneasy, Nan Zhubin offered a [calming gesture], allowing the visitor to continue: "But looking at it now, the teacher is quite considerate of you?"

The visitor forced a bitter smile: "Yes. But, I'm always thinking, isn't this just his job requirement, right? Could it be that he's doing this only because his position 'requires' him to do so; but he 'doesn't want' to do it, and emotionally he actually dislikes me."

"Moreover..." The visitor lowered his head, "Even if he 'wants' to do it, I still feel... uncomfortable."

Nan Zhubin deliberately asked: "Why?"

Sigh—

The visitor let out a long sigh: "Because of my issues, I've caused him trouble in the past; now and in the future, he continues to take on this trouble... it's considered 'caring', I guess."

"I don't like it, I feel like my own issues are continually causing trouble for others."

After saying this, the visitor quickly added: "Of course, I'm very grateful to the teacher, but it's just... I don't like it."

Nan Zhubin nodded and gave the visitor [support]: "I understand."

Indeed, he understood; this is the [Avoidant attachment style] exerting its influence again.

Currently, there is concern about being wrapped in malice, but when others show goodwill, there is an instinctive repulsion.

Very typical.

...

After steadying his emotions, the visitor took the initiative to continue: "That's the second matter, and then there's the third matter."

Nan Zhubin made a concentrated listening posture.

"The third matter actually happened before the second one, after the first matter."

The timeline is a bit confusing, the visitor explained: "Before I went to do volunteer work, my mother called me, asked about my recent situation, and then... she brought up the incident of my being scammed. She wanted to know more details."

At this point, the visitor paused in silence.

"She cares about me, I know that." His tone became long and deep.

The visitor said: "But I broke down."

Nan Zhubin also paused in silence. It wasn't his need to be silent, but he felt the visitor needed a silent environment to process emotions.

[Breathing shallow and fast, accompanied by irregular short breath holds.]

[Fingers and lips trembling, violently clenching teeth.]

[Describing a painful event, but with stiff facial muscles, with speech and emotion completely disconnected.]

After silently counting three breaths, Nan Zhubin [repeated]: "You broke down?"

The visitor nodded: "Yes, I broke down."

"I threw my phone on the ground, shouted and yelled, started smashing things, my mind went blank, you could say I lost the ability to think."

Perhaps feeling a bit calmer, the visitor finally squeezed out a smile, joking: "If it weren't for you, Teacher Nan, teaching me the [grounding technique], my dorm might have turned into a ruin."