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"I've come to keep you company." Lu Yao smiled and sat down on the sofa opposite him. "Dr. Fang said that my presence would help your treatment, so he asked me to be his 'mascot'."

Zhou Jinlu was slightly taken aback, then looked at Fang Huai, pursed his thin lips, and said with some disapproval, "This matter has nothing to do with her. Dr. Fang, you shouldn't have dragged her into this."

Fang Huai seemed to have anticipated this reaction. He first gave Lu Yao a reassuring look before speaking to Zhou Jinlu: "Jinlu, I understand your thoughts, but as your psychologist, I have a responsibility to choose the most suitable treatment plan for you. Miss Lu Yao's existence has been your only anchor of safety for so many years, and you can't deny that, can you?"

Zhou Jinlu pursed his lips, offering no rebuttal.

Fang Huai continued, "I know you don't want to trouble her, but Miss Lu Yao came voluntarily. She's willing to help you, so what you should do is accept her kindness, not push her away."

Zhou Jinlu's gaze fell on Lu Yao, his light brown eyes swirling with emotions that Lu Yao couldn't understand, and they were very suppressed.

Lu Yao met his gaze and said gently, "Dr. Fang is right. I came voluntarily. You've helped me so many times, so isn't it normal for me to help you now?"

Zhou Jinlu swallowed hard, his Adam's apple bobbing slightly. "But I don't need your sympathy or pity."

Lu Yao paused slightly, then smiled and said, "Does President Zhou need my sympathy and pity? You're doing so well even in your current situation, how much more sympathy and pity could I ask for? I agreed to Dr. Fang Huai's request for two reasons. First, you've helped me a lot, and I wanted to repay you. Second, I felt that we're at least friends, and isn't it normal for friends to help each other when they're in trouble?"

"Friends?" Zhou Jinlu's eyes flickered when he heard the word "friends".

"Isn't that right?" Lu Yao smiled gently at him, her eyes filled with tiny sparkles.

Zhou Jinlu looked at her, paused for a moment, and then slightly raised the corners of his lips: "Okay."

Seeing that he agreed, Fang Huai immediately breathed a sigh of relief. He was really worried that if Lu Yao agreed, but Zhou Jinlu disagreed, it would be difficult to handle.

Thank goodness.

"Let's begin then," Fang Huai said at the opportune moment.

Zhou Jinlu nodded slightly, his gaze shifting from Lu Yao to a spot outside the window.

Lu Yao also quieted down, leaned back on the sofa, and silently watched him.

The consultation room fell silent, with only the soft ticking of the clock on the wall.

The silence lasted for about a minute before Zhou Jinlu spoke: "I lived with her until I was five years old."

"It's a big villa with many rooms, beautifully decorated like a castle, but none of those beautiful rooms belong to me."

"She made me sleep in the downstairs storage room, which was small and dark, with only a small window. It was filled with her old things that she didn't use anymore, and my bed was squeezed in the middle of that pile of clutter."

"There were many servants in the house, but she wouldn't allow anyone to take care of me. She said that boys don't need to be taken care of and should learn to survive on their own. So from the time I can remember, I dressed myself, ate myself, and bathed myself. Sometimes I even had to help the servants with their work. If I didn't do it well, I wouldn't get any food."

At this point, Zhou Jinlu slowed down his speech, and cold sweat began to pour from his forehead. He seemed to be recalling some very unpleasant memories, memories that caused him great pain.

But he didn't stop there. He continued, his voice even hoarser than before: "Men and women often come to the house. Some are her friends, and some are her playmates. Whenever this happens, she makes me stay in the storage room. I'm not allowed to make a sound, not allowed to come out, and not allowed to eat until those people leave. Sometimes, they stay together for two or three days..."

Seeing his pale face and trembling body, with worry in his eyes, Lu Yao couldn't help but look at Fang Huai, wondering if this treatment would really help him.

In his view, this was tantamount to reopening old wounds.

"Once, I didn't know they were coming, and I was playing in the garden." He paused slightly. "When she saw me, her face immediately changed, but she didn't scold me. She just told those people that I was the servant's son, temporarily staying here... cough cough... ugh!"

Before he could finish speaking, Zhou Jinlu suddenly leaned forward and began to gag violently.

He rested his hands on his knees, his shoulders trembling violently.

Fang Huai immediately got up, poured him a glass of warm water, and placed it in front of him: "Take a rest."

Lu Yao had already come to Zhou Jinlu's side and gently patted his back.

"It's alright, Zhou Jinlu," she soothed gently. "Take a deep breath, follow me, and take it slow."

Zhou Jinlu's body was still trembling, but with Lu Yao's comforting words, the frequency of his dry heaving gradually slowed down.

Just then, he suddenly turned around and pulled Lu Yao into his arms.

The hug was tight, like a drowning person grabbing onto the only piece of driftwood.

Although Lu Yao was startled, she did not push him away.

She could clearly feel Zhou Jinlu's body trembling uncontrollably and his disordered breathing. He was trying to calm himself down, but obviously with little effect.

She raised her hand and gently stroked his back, as if comforting a wounded animal.

Fang Huai sat quietly to the side, not making a sound to disturb her, but his eyes were full of admiration for Lu Yao.

He now understands a little why Zhou Jinlu treats Lu Yao differently.

Because Lu Yao possesses many qualities that women of this era lack.

She is very tolerant and kind.

She seems to have a natural talent for healing others.

After an unknown amount of time, Zhou Jinlu's body finally stopped trembling, and his breathing gradually calmed down.

He slowly released his grip, looking at Lu Yao apologetically: "I'm sorry, I made you worry. Did I scare you?"

Lu Yao shook her head, her eyes gentle: "No, I'm just glad you're alright."

As she spoke, she stood up and handed the glass of warm water that Fang Huai had poured to him.

Zhou Jinlu took the cup, holding it with both hands. His knuckles were still slightly white, but his fingers were no longer trembling.

He lowered his head, took a sip of water, remained silent for a few seconds, and then spoke again.

"Thank you." He looked at Lu Yao. "I'm not usually like this. Today, I don't know why..."

Fang Huai gently chimed in, "Because you are trying to face the past. For so many years, you have kept those five years locked in your heart and never allowed yourself to touch them. You have made great progress today and said a lot. Don't worry, these are all normal physiological reactions. You can think of this as a kind of detoxification."

"When you have the courage to talk about the past and face it directly, you will no longer be afraid of it. Jinlu, you did very well today."

Having said that, Fang Huai looked at Lu Yao, his eyes full of admiration: "Miss Lu Yao, have you ever studied psychology before?"