Ye He had been about to get up and let Ye Xunzhi leave first, but she stopped short and sat back down on the sofa.
She took a camera out of a box beside her and switched it on under Zou Yun's puzzled gaze.
"Ma'am, what are you doing?" Zou Yun asked, somewhat at a loss.
"Don't be nervous, Zou Yun." Ye He's smile remained unchanged as she gently explained:
"It's like this. As counselors, we need to keep audio and video recordings of every conversation we have with a student for our records. But rest assured, these recordings will never be released unless necessary. Do you consent to that?"
Zou Yun pressed her lips together and gave a small nod. "Okay."
Ye He breathed a sigh of relief.
That should take care of it, right?
But she was a little puzzled. She said this to every patient who came to see her, and she had video and audio recordings as proof.
Surely, no matter what happened, she wouldn't end up being forced to change careers?
It's no use.
Ye He: ...You'd better not scare me!
Ye Xunzhi withdrew her gaze and recalled how this had started. This was actually something Ye He had once been unable to let go of.
At the same time, Zou Yun took a deep breath, finally composed herself, and began, "Ma'am, I... I really can't take it anymore."
But her voice choked up as soon as she spoke:
"Th-this is what happened. When I was in high school, a group of boys cornered me. They wanted to assault me. I managed to escape at the crucial moment, but they still took some compromising photos..."
As she spoke, her eyes began to redden again, and the composure she had regained began to crumble once more: