Pei Yuning furrowed his brow.
"...What does that mean?" Pei Yuning slowly asked after a while.
"We can think about it slowly," Nan Zhubin said. "We don't have to find an answer today. But I want to give you a task, consider it an assignment."
Pei Yuning lifted his head.
"During this week, if you encounter situations with classmates—whether it's playing ball, talking, or anything else—you can mentally note: What is my relationship with this person? What did they do? What did I want to do at the time? What did I actually do?"
Nan Zhubin paused to make sure Pei Yuning was listening.
"You don't need to write it down or tell anyone. Just go through it in your mind. When you come next time, if you want, you can share it with me."
Pei Yuning was silent for a few seconds before responding, "And if I don't want to?"
"Then don't," Nan Zhubin said.
Pei Yuning fixed his gaze on Nan Zhubin for the length of three breaths before slowly nodding, "Okay."
