"Psychology Representative? Taoist, you became the class Psychology Representative!"
As they ate dinner together in the cafeteria, Wen Zhixia looked surprised when Chen Shi'an mentioned becoming a class officer.
"Yeah, I did."
Chen Shi'an nodded and took the fatty meat she wouldn't eat from her tray. Wen Zhixia stood on no ceremony either, scooping up a big spoonful of his steamed egg.
"So what does the Psychology Representative do?"
"You've been in school all these years, and you're asking me? Doesn't your class have a Psychology Representative?"
"I don't know who it is!"
"You look after your classmates' mental health and teach them about psychology."
Chen Shi'an repeated what Lin Meng Qiu had said earlier, then added after a moment's thought, "Teach everyone to look inward, cultivate and nurture their minds, and help answer their questions."
Wen Zhixia laughed. "I get it. A Taoist version of a therapist, a big brother to confide in, a secret keeper!"
Actually, like the other students, she had never paid much attention to the position of Psychology Representative, much less sought out the student holding it to share her private thoughts. But the idea of Chen Shi'an, a real Taoist, taking the role suddenly interested her.
"Then if I get confused about life, can I come ask you too?"
"Sure. I'm not your class's Psychology Representative, but since we're good buddies, you can ask me too. I won't charge you."
"You were thinking of charging me?!"
Annoyed, Wen Zhixia took one of his meatballs so he couldn't eat it.
"Tell me, what problem has Little Cicada run into?"
"Hmm, let me think."
While the girl tilted her head in thought, Chen Shi'an had already made his diagnosis.
"Then there's no problem you could really call troubling. Something right in front of you that you