Who would study psychology unless they had some issues?! Chapter 195 - 195 193 Huang Xin Do you really like consultin

195: Chapter 193 Huang Xin: Do you really like consulting so much?

195: Chapter 193 Huang Xin: Do you really like consulting so much?

Nan Zhubin was surprised by the person who appeared before him.

Huang Xin.

Nan Zhubin did not expect him to show up here at this mont.

Was he here to block him?

But the more surprised Nan Zhubin was, the calr his face remained, and even his tone was flat and steady.

“Huang Xin…

what are you doing here?”

…

Upon hearing Nan Zhubin’s words, Xia Tian blinked.

She was first startled, then gradually clenched her teeth.

She had previously been entrusted by Nan Zhubin to find out Huang Xin’s whereabouts, and thus knew that soone nad “Huang Xin” was involved in Nan Zhubin’s event.

But Xia Tian had never t Huang Xin in person before, so this was their first encounter.

[Just…

why does it have to be now!]

The girl’s white teeth ground together harshly, as if she was biting on sothing extrely hateful; if Nan Zhubin weren’t right beside her, there might have been sounds of wood being sawed coming out.

…

Huang Xin’s posture was sowhat strange.

With his head down, he didn’t see Xia Tian and was naturally unaware of her thoughts at the mont.

On Jiang University’s campus, there are many red-painted wooden benches, usually spread around the river, lawns, and near the teaching buildings.

Huang Xin, with his head down, slowly stood up from a position similar to the admiral’s pose in One Piece.

The bench he selected was right next to a streetlamp, so as he transitioned from sitting to standing, the shadows on his face and body followed his movent with an impressive shift in montum.

Truly, it had an almost performance art atmosphere.

Huang Xin slowly said, “You don’t even call senior brother anymore?”

Nan Zhubin remained calm, stepping half a step forward, changing from standing side by side with Xia Tian to being half a body ahead: “Different occasions require different titles.

Previously, calling you ‘senior brother’ was either a disguise, mockery, or a temporary need from you.

Now it’s different, so I’ve switched back to normal social terms.”

This earnest explanation made Huang Xin so angry that he laughed, and he quickly lifted his head, intending to say sothing—

But in his line of sight, it was not just Nan Zhubin.

In the tranquil evening, a university couple walked together, very close yet not clinging together, seemingly teetering at the edge of clarity in their relationship; the boy’s steadiness contrasted with the girl’s agility, making even the air of late winter and early spring feel slightly warr.

Though for so reason, the girl’s expression was rather fierce.

Huang Xin paused for a mont, looking at the bench he specifically chose, suddenly feeling a bit disheartened—what exactly was he here for?

“So what are you doing here?” Nan Zhubin asked, “Did you wait for on purpose?”

Huang Xin quickly adjusted his mindset: “Yes, I ca to find you.”

“Did you even pose for it?”

Nan Zhubin caught on.

He looked at Huang Xin’s reddened hands and nose: “You must have been waiting for a long ti, right?”

No matter what Huang Xin was here for.

With a few words, Nan Zhubin easily took over the initiative in the conversation.

Huang Xin paused again, glancing at Xia Tian beside Nan Zhubin.

The girl’s nose wrinkled deeper, like a cat about to scratch soone.

But then she lifted her head, eting Nan Zhubin’s eyes.

Her expression softened again.

“Since Mr.

Nan has sothing to do, I’ll be leaving first.”

Nan Zhubin apologized: “I have a consultation tonight, so could you please bring so food later?”

…

Watching Xia Tian’s silhouette fade into the distance.

Huang Xin suddenly remarked to Nan Zhubin, “You truly are always unexpected, yet sohow always reasonable.”

Nan Zhubin didn’t respond: “How did you find ?”

Huang Xin suddenly let out a laugh, patting the long bench behind him, gesturing for Nan Zhubin to sit down.

“Just like I said, you’re unexpected, yet still reasonable.”

Nan Zhubin showed a curious expression.

“For your visitors, you had a confrontation with Wang An during a class, which was recorded by many students and spread around.

In other words—”

Huang Xin shook his head: “Many people at our school saw you in the video.”

“Thanks to your very…

distinctive personal image.” Huang Xin phrased it tactfully, “Many people started inquiring about you, and so learned you were once my junior.

Recently, I’ve been getting random friend requests from senior sisters, junior girls, senior boys, and junior boys all trying to add on WeChat.”

“And today, coincidentally, when you went to the psychology center, soone on my list saw you and asked about your itinerary—so I found out where you were.”

Hmm…

That indeed was an unexpected yet reasonable thod.

Nan Zhubin paused for a mont and sat beside Huang Xin on the bench.

The atmosphere was inexplicably harmonious, akin to true fellow brothers discussing matters.

Nan Zhubin asked, “So what thing did you want to talk to about?”

Huang Xin answered the wrong question: “I heard at two in the afternoon that you returned to the psychology center, so I ca here to wait for you.”

“I thought you would co out after a session, but I ended up waiting for four whole hours…”

His tone was full of lancholy, or rather, it sounded extrely tough.

This astonishing level of perseverance even made Nan Zhubin slightly impressed.

“Are you ntioning all this expecting to compensate you for your long wait?”

Huang Xin shook his head: “What I an is—I spent the entire afternoon here, thinking a lot.”

“I was thinking, Nan Zhubin, you’ve been working as a paid consultant outside, yet you still co to the psychology center to conduct unpaid consultations, and for a full four hours—”

He turned his head, his tone inexplicable: “Nan Zhubin, do you really value your visitors that much and love psychological consultation this much?”

Nan Zhubin blinked.

He didn’t follow the other’s logic: “So you waited for four hours.”

Then, showing a contemplative expression: “When I called you just now, you were hanging your head, were you asleep?

And the supposed profound pose was actually because your body froze stiff from the cold?”

…

The sentintal atmosphere that Huang Xin had just created was instantly swept away.

Nan Zhubin laughed in his heart.

Pleasantly.

Although [Emotion Rebalancing] had eliminated the pressure from consultations, still…

spicing up life, you can never have too much of that.

But Nan Zhubin could also distinguish the priorities, and after a mont of joy, he imdiately brought the topic back: “What’s the thing that made you wait here for so long?”

Huang Xin took a deep breath, pressing on his temples, which were throbbing.

“Two things.”

“First, for the first thing—”

Huang Xin wanted to raise a finger, but it was too cold, so he ended up keeping his hands in his pockets after a mont’s consideration.

“I told the teacher about you punching Liu Pan this morning.”

Nan Zhubin’s expression imdiately showed interest: “What was his reaction?”