"What kind of thoughts are they?"
"Thoughts..." Jie Nianzhou paused again, as if gathering strength, or probing, "Many... harmful to others."
As he spoke the last few words, Jie Nianzhou kept his eyes fixed on Nan Zhubin's face.
Nan Zhubin's expression remained unchanged: "Could you elaborate on how these thoughts harm others?"
This reaction made Jie Nianzhou's account more fluent.
"For example, once I went hiking." Jie Nianzhou continued, "When I was standing at a height, there was a moment when I suddenly had the thought of pushing the person in front of me down."
Jie Nianzhou took a deep breath.
"Sometimes, when I'm by the water or walking on a bridge, I have these thoughts. I know I won't act on them, but the thoughts just appear."
"Originally... these should've been nothing."
This sentence would be followed by a turning point.
Nan Zhubin observed Jie Nianzhou's expression, noticing his breathing becoming rapid.
